All this nature and I forgot my toggle.

[arrogantalloy]

WHO| The MCU Cast and anyone who passes by!
WHAT| The Avengers make it through their first week!
WHEN| From the middle of the first week to the start of the second week.
WHERE| The caves near the river.
WARNINGS| Talk of death, animal slaughter. Clint.

Tony knew three things. 

This wasn't his week. He wasn't dead yet. And it was a really relaxing feeling to be once again surrounded by Avengers in an arena.

While it took them all a few days of crossing each other's path and in at least one instance of one of the team actively trying to Kill Tony, they all for the most part found themselves together making a little camp in a small but defensible cave for them all to sleep in while still able to defend it. To be honest, Tony hated the idea of the cave for very understandable reasons, but made do by trying to sleep as close to the entrance as possible.

The camp had started with Tony and Steve, after Steve had found Tony cowering hiding in a crevice which he used to escape Thor who had only had Tony's extinction in his mind. After that the others came close enough to happen upon it on their own, or by coming across each other during scavenging.

During the week, most of them seemed to get something from Bianca Del Rio and others, none of it remotely unwanted. Tony was especially glad for the fire starter kit, and made a mental note to make sure he gives her those sill booklet things of free foot massages from him. Because right now, that kit was the only thing making him feel of any use, because everything else so far is really escaping him.




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Comments

[arrogantalloy]

I leave the unflattering names to the press.

[He says simply before coming back in front of the man and offers his hand.]

Tony Stark. You have an interesting way of greeting people.

[He glances back at the meat package, peace offering or not. Tony's never really been a party to people offering him food to make sure he doesn't attack them. But then, no one's ever been under the delusion that Tony's threatening in a physical manner.]

[elfstone]

We are in an interesting place. I felt that claiming I came in peace would not be enough.

[arrogantalloy]

Well if you were going to say that, you normally have to be backed up with a flag and an army. [He pauses] Or silver spandex and a spaceship.

[He answered so simply that it would be easy to assume it was something that naturally happened on his world... At least in recent times. But the tense moment has clearly left as far as Tony's concerned and he goes back to making himself comfortable, gesturing for him to do the same.]

So, Thorongil, was it? What was your world like before it all came crashing into this one?.

[He picks up some collected berries and pops them into his mouth, not offering anything to the other man, but not acting in a way to imply he shouldn't reach for anything himself.]

[elfstone]

[Ah, good. The peace talks worked well enough. Thorongil will take a seat, stretching his long legs out in front of him. He doesn't reach for the food, though. Not yet; he has done well enough for himself and does not feel hunger's pangs yet.]

It was much more like this place than the last Arena was. I am almost happy here; if the weather could be trusted and the game remained plentiful, I could last long in these woods.

[arrogantalloy]

Wouldn't count on either of those things.

[His tone dismissive as more fruit ends up in his mouth.]

Either the game is going to start hunting us or they're going to bring a tornado down on us and make this homey vibe feel a lot less comfortable.

[Tony no doubt looking like a man who knows far more about comfort than hardship while casually talking about a place that will no doubt kill him.]

[elfstone]

Perhaps both. I would hold my tongue if I were you; I would hate to give our captors more ideas for our torment than they already have.