"Did you have fun today?"
"God you make me sound five." Tony smiled, pushing down the dark sunglasses so they sat at the end of his nose. Loki smiled back, crossing his legs on the stone wall and resting his cold hands on his knees. Darkness had fallen on the park, the sky was littered with stars of all different colours and Loki watched them wink at him. The warmth of the day was gone now, and with that, most of the people including Thor. Stark followed Loki's eyes to the sky, his smile widening. "I know you're good at the psychology thing, but you should go into astronomy." He looked at Tony, squinting in the dark.
"What gives you the impression I know of space science?" Loki moved his hands behind him, his shoulders dug into his spine as he leant his weight onto his fragile arms. Tony smiled, leaning against the wall and bending himself forward till he was practically lying on the cold stone.
"You seem more peaceful when you look at the star's…"
"Since when do you watch me all the time?"
"Hey, I take psychology; it's part of the job, to observe everything about everyone. You know, to have a connection with people." He hit Loki's knee, smiling softly as he did so.
"Oh, that reminds me…" Loki jumped down from the wall, a little too quickly for Tony's fancy. He ran his hands through his left back pocket, feeling the soft stone of the medallion before pulling it out of the security of his pocket. He ran his thumb over the face of the pale blue surface; it glowed at his touch brightly before dimming again. He held it out to his friend, who looked at it in awe.
"Wow…" For once, Tony was almost speechless.
"Consider it your present." Tony took it slowly, his hands gently curving around the object as it brightened once more. Loki stepped closer, tapping the blue screen to the collar. "It's a simple communication device through the wearer and the creator. Whatever you wish to tell me, I will be able to feel and hear it anyway as you think it. Like telekinesis." He took it from Tony's hands, unlatching the metal lock and drawing the piece around Tony's neck. He muttered under his breath, relocking the necklace with a strong magical bond. The medallion fell just below his chest but as the magic began to work, it smoothly ran up to his chest, resting in the centre where his lungs lay either size.
Loki reached into his other back pocket, pulling out his army knife. Tony's eyes widened and held out his arms, taking a large step back.
"Hey, I'm not into self-harm." Loki rolled his eyes; he opened his left hand and slit the skin quickly earning a gross sob from Tony.
"Would you relax? It's to ensure it works, so far it's just an energy source sitting on your heart." With a bloody hand he grabbed the pendant, his blood fusing with the energy locked within. The blue slowly burnt green before falling to the cobalt once more, the light bursting through Loki's closed fingers regardless of his strong lock. The necklace was much more alive through his fingers; the glow was stronger, shining in the dark of the park.
"This breaks all the logic I know." Loki smiled, releasing the medal and stepping back to observe. On his release, the blood that had stained onto the surface had burnt dry; he reached forward and flicked the metal, the blood shed away like dust on a windy day revealing a bizarre metal pattern underneath. Tony made a noise of satisfaction, lifting the necklace to observe it closer.
"Nice magic trick." Loki scoffed, watching as his friend ran his fingers around the medallion's lining. "But I'm not convinced. So you claim to be magical, heal yourself." Loki looked to his hand, the stain of his blood still running heavily but it was very little pain.
"I would if I could, but over time my body have become immune to self-healing spells…but I can still heal you."
Loki pulled out a black napkin from the air itself, turning the material into the shape of a rectangle, wrapping it around his hand and knotting it, it slowed the bleeding and numbed the pain.
"Yeah I guess, but sunshine I'm not injured-hey!" Loki grabbed Tony's hand at such a fast speed and cut lightly into the palm of his hand, it was deep enough to let a small trickle of blood escape. "What the hell man! I could get you done for assault!" Loki covered the cut with his hand, ignoring Tony's protests as he applied pressure.
"You wanted proof, I'm giving you it." Under his hand, the air burnt jade. Tony suddenly stopped struggling and looked at the entwined hands. When a minute passed, Loki released Tony, all traces of the cut had gone and even the blood that had run down his fingers left without a trace. He stretched his fingers and twisted his wrist, no pain shot through his fingers. "I know you're confused…" Tony looked at Loki with wide eyes. "…your necklace sort of told me." Tony nodded, unable to find words. He looked at his hand in much more detail. He searched for a stitching; a thin scar, anything to show his tricks up but he couldn't find anything, nothing could upstage Loki.
"That's a good trick, I'm impressed." He saw the hurt on Loki's face, the hurt that his only friend didn't believe him. "I guess you've won me over. Thank you by the way." He held the necklace again, stroking its burning shell. "Like I promised anything you want." He smiled but Loki couldn't return the gesture.
"I'll think about it…" Loki whispered, he lowered himself to the ground, picking up his laptop bag and hauling it over his shoulder. "I-I should go, it's getting late."
"Sure, sure I'll-I'll drop you off-"Loki held out his hands in protest, stopping Tony from edging closer.
"N-don't worry about it Anthony, I'll…I'll walk." Before Tony could reply Loki turned and began to walk away. Thankfully Tony made no attempt to run after him, giving him time to wallow in his sorrows.