Steve didn't like the sound of the voice that was somehow--magically?--amplified through the hotel. He'd been sitting in the bar when the whole floor turned to lava. Thankfully, he'd been up on a barstool, and hadn't freaked out as much as he probably should have that now the floor was liquid rock.
Steve climbed up onto the bar and grabbed two stools. He'd have to get to the bottom of this--all while playing Loki's game. Of course, he didn't really want to play... but having grown up an only child, he'd always imagined what it would be like to play these kinds of games with a brother or sister. Now he had a chance to try it out.
Steve would set one stool down in front of him, climb onto it, then move the stool from behind to in front of him and repeat the process. It was tedious, but he had a big reach. He was fairly athletic, so it wasn't hard for him to make good time.
"Loki!" He called out once he reached the lobby. He saw the man behind the desk, and saw his silver-armed friend stuck on the stairs. "What have you done??"
Loki/Bucky/Steve
Steve climbed up onto the bar and grabbed two stools. He'd have to get to the bottom of this--all while playing Loki's game. Of course, he didn't really want to play... but having grown up an only child, he'd always imagined what it would be like to play these kinds of games with a brother or sister. Now he had a chance to try it out.
Steve would set one stool down in front of him, climb onto it, then move the stool from behind to in front of him and repeat the process. It was tedious, but he had a big reach. He was fairly athletic, so it wasn't hard for him to make good time.
"Loki!" He called out once he reached the lobby. He saw the man behind the desk, and saw his silver-armed friend stuck on the stairs. "What have you done??"