Kidnapped (Percy Jackson & Avengers)

"Who are you?"

Percy briefly wondered how they hadn't seen the squished ambrosia in his hand, also how it hadn't fallen out of his hand as they carried or dragged him to this room. But then he remembered the mist was a thing. So he shoved the ambrosia in his mouth and tried to categorize the days events. In all honesty he had no idea what day it was and in all honesty he didn't even care that much. He was tired, in pain and in grumpy-wait, just grumpy. Not in grumpy, it would be weird if he was in a dwarf. What? 

"Do you always talk to yourself?" The question startled him slightly, but not enough to cause him to visibly jump. "Do you always watch people while they sleep?"

Silence, then a laugh. "More then you'd think. Who are you?" 

Percy dead panned. He was slightly insulted and hoped the Iron man dude was kidding. "You mean to tell me you kidnapped me and don't know my name."

"I know your name-" "Great! I know yours as well. Can I leave now?"

"No." Eh, worth a shot. "I'm giving you the opportunity to rat on yourself."

Percy's head tilted slightly, why would he want to put a rat on himself-Ohhhhh... why-weren't they being controlled by titans or giants or something? Why would they be-no it couldn't be he was In trouble with actual mortal laws... right? 

"So.... i'm arrested?" This just seemed to annoy Iron man but he nodded. "Great! So! I get a lawyer."

Annabeth would be proud he'd payed attention (well enough attention) when she quizzed him about the law and his rights as an American citizen. Iron man however, was less then impressed. 

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"Are we just going to leave him there?" Annabeth asked looking at the guy who's helmet was firmly attached to his head and the railing along with his ankles and wrists. 

"Well do you want him throwing ice at your face? By all means feel free." Hazel waved her hand at the guy. Annabeth rolled her eyes and walked over as Frank drug the icy forms of Jason and Piper downstairs and the others tried to get Connor off the underside of the ship. 

"Who are you?" 

"I will not speak to a mere mortal-" Annabeth reached out quickly and slashed a small cut on the inside of his arm-he glared murderously at her as red blood ran down his arm. Annabeth then cut a smaller cut on hers and showed the red blood. 

"Both mortal. Now talk." 

"I am Loki of As-" Annabeth groaned, it was that guy. She had to do a whole report about the myths she surrounding him in high school after the attack. "So you've heard of me."

She ignored him as one does. "Why are you here." 

"That is no busines-" Loki started and Annabeth just walked away. She'd talk to him when he was ready, otherwise he could stay right where he was. She had more important things to do.