The Illusions of Good and Evil--Steve
Clearing his throat and glancing to the door, Loki again directed his words to the ceiling. Trying to recall the name Stark had spoken repeatedly he attempted to talk to the AI, "Uh, Jarvass? Jarvess? Gar--what is it I call you?" The AI was slow to respond and when it did--there was almost a tone of suspicion. "JARVIS, sir. Are you feeling alright? Shall I inform Ms. Potts of your distress?" "Jarvis, of course. No, I'm perfectly fine, thank you. Is Rogers in the Tower at the moment?" Loki hurried on with his questioning, considering another energy pulse to befuddle the machine. "Yes, sir." "Call him up, would you. Tell him I need him immediately."
"Of course, sir. Right away."
With a sigh of relief, the god settled back onto the sofa to wait; content that JARVIS was absent from the room.
