Everystep was tiring and hard, Loki was finding it hard to just move. He wanted to just lay down. His head was spinning and he was feeling weaker with each step. He would stop a few times as he coughed. He had no idea what was wrong.
The god knew he was unwell, His brother would be worried about him. But he was sure Thor had no idea where he was. Loki was in pain and he closed his eyes and breathed heavily. He felt like hell.

Not knowing he wouldn't get too far, and Stark Towers, which was now more of the Avengers tower was closest. He headed there, Though his head was pounding even worse. He doubled over and grunted in pain.
He had just woken feeling terrible a few days ago. His eyes were dull. LOki didn't have time to be ill, there had been other things he wanted to do. Though his body was weak. Looking around where he was Loki weighed up any his other opitions. Stark Towers was the last place he wanted to go. He knew the Avengers hated him, but he couldn't get home even of he wanted to too. 

Though he knew wondered if he was dying. Unsure about anything really. He knew he needed somebody to help him. His head was hurting him badly. He coughed again and held his side.
Stark towers was nearing and he couldn't get much further. His magic was very low as well. Damn Loki thought. He looked around where he was again. Keeping look out for SHIELD. He knew going to Tony was a risk. He had thrown Tony out a window before. He was sure Tony may not want to see him. Groaning Loki collasped outside Stark towers. He had to hope Tony wouldn't call SHIELD.

Though Loki partly wondered if he deserved punishment. Part of him didn't care if he was going to be caught. He had done bad things , he knew he couldn't defend himself right now ether.
The god seemed to look like he was in very bad shape. "Tony...," he closed his eyes. He didn't have the energy to shout. He knew JARVIS would probably detect him and inform Tony.