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His cold, emotionless eyes watched the mortals. He watched them so intently. Noticing how they looked at each other without a glimpse of hate. How they wrapped themselves in each other. The pleasuring noises they pulled for one and other. How they seemed to do it, just for the others whims.
He clenched his teeth in what would have been jealousy, but a God would never accept such a feeling. He was bored of prying into the random couples love life. They seemed to have no other life.
He made himself visible, only for a mere second. Long enough to pull a scream from the blonde woman. Instantly, the man jumped off the bed they were tangling in, and pulled on his garment.
Before the male could open his mouth to yell at the air the God was hiding in, as Loki knew he would, the doors, windows, and cupboards in the humans apartment flew open, causing the poor woman to shriek.
"How annoying.." Loki groaned aloud, still unseen. He merely smirked at the confused look on the couples face and left their home, as though he had never been there.
Life was becoming boring… Extremely boring. Well, since he agreed to behave. But if only that were all he agreed to. He was a… good guy. As his brothers maiden would tell him. It was extremely emasculating. Though, she meant it as a kind gesture, he did not take it as such.
"Loki." Jane said, not looking up to the empty air around her. "Stop it. What do you want?" To any other person, she would have looked insane. Talking to herself, so it seemed. The mischief maker showed himself, sitting on her desk and blankly stared at her.
"How do you do it?" He blankly asked her, not really caring if she bothered to answer him.
A little startled that he was suddenly so close to her, she gathered herself and sat up straight, returning his stare. "The air. It get's thicker when you're hiding… like… that." She waved her hand lazily at him and the desk.
"Ah. Interesting." He noted, face still emotionless as he disappeared. Jane jumped from this again. She was used to it, but it was still.. Weird. That was probably why he did it.
"Thor!" She called in the brother to the God who was formally sitting on her desk. The excited man found her office immediately, and pulled her into his arms on eye contact.
"What is it, my dear love?" He smiled his innocent smile at her and waited for her response.
"I think Loki is up to no good.." She sighed, and looked at him with general concern.
Thor smiled even wider and kissed her forehead in a comforting form. "That is what he does, dearest. But I do not fear anything. Although he is the master of lies and tangled words, when Loki makes a real promise, an oath, he shall not turn on it. I know my dear brother." His smile never left his handsome face.
"No, Thor. That's not exactly what I meant.." She smiled at his questioning look. "He just seemed bored. He was here.. Like.. On my desk. And he just left. He didn't even try to make me scream or anything." The woman sighed again. She felt concerned. But Thor just smiled at her reassuringly.
'Oh, this is all so boring.' Loki thought as he walked through the crowd of mortal New Yorkers. He had, obviously out of the extreme bored and insanity it has brought him to, decided to walk around as if one of them. He allowed himself to be seen. He even dressed like them. He went so far as to lean back and have a 'smoke' as he heard a young female call it.
He took the longest drag he could and exhaled. What a pity. He had thought the toxic air would at least make him think about gagging like he saw others doing. But it did not. He sighed deeply and watched more smoke pull from his insides.
He slowly turned his head in the direction of some amusing noises. He sent a questioning look to a group of young women, all staring at him… They seemed to be swooning over him. It almost sickened him. But how could they not? He was not egotistic with his looks, as his brother was. But in honesty, He was Infact a God. And his mortal form would be of much higher standard than the average man.
He watched, musing in his mind, as one of the women approached him. "What do you want, girl?" His tone was stiff and dry. He face turned bright red and regret filled her eyes. Loki smirked at his power over this feeble female. He laid a hand on her shoulder, and bent over slightly so that his incredible high could match hers. He looked deep into her eyes and merely smiled. "Why you have chosen to try to talk to me, and fail to do so, I shall not ever know, nor shall want to. But you, girl. You are far to young to be chasing such hormones." His smirk only widened at her bewildered look. "There is but one thing I would ever come to a girl such as yourself for. Do you know what that is, dear?" As the girl shook her head, he moved his lips beside her ear and pulled her body against his, feeling the chills that humorously ran up her spine. "I would come to someone such as your small self only to make you scream, to make your breath hesitant to continue. To see the heat of sweat roll off your shoulders. To do nothing but defile every little thing about your small being." He pulled away from her and looked at her blankly again. "And you surely wouldn't want that." He waved her off. But she took so long to turn and walk away.
He felt near sick now. She smelled like a disgusting amount of sugar and fake flavours. The over scented girl made him want to gag, mean while he still couldn't manage to gag at the now finished cancer stick.
He had enough of teasing the young mortal women. He wished to eat. To eat like one of them. It was as if he was challenging himself. A challenge of how long he could stay as a mere mortal. He wasn't bound to it. He was just bored and looking for someone to do.
The room smelled of bread and soup. Almost delicious. He scanned every small table. Each was filled. This would mean taking the food and leaving, but he wished to sit. There was but one chair not taken in the entire restaurant... Technically, it wasn't taken. It just had some woman's feet on it. But he would soon change that.
The closer he walked towards her, the more he scent filled his head. And for once, it was tolerable. Loki caught himself inhaling deeper, as if trying to get more of the woman's scent. But that wasn't possible. That would suggest a possible attraction. And that would be the last thing a God would have towards a mortal. Unless you're the weaker of 2 brothers..
Reaching his destination, he picked the girls feet off the chair and sat down, only to be greeted with a hard cover book in his face. This was not expected.
"I was using that!" The girl yelled. He simply looked at her and shrugged. He must have looked at her for longer than he though, because she gave him an insulting look.
"Yes, you were. But now I am. What would you say I should consume here? Is the sustenance here worthy of eating?" He tried to feel mused by her angry look, but he almost feared her. She happened to be the first woman who hasn't instantly swooned over his looks or attitude. This was defiantly interesting.
"Jesus, I don't care. Get whatever the fuck you like eating. You're all weird sounding, did you know?" She peered at him over her note book. 'He would make an interesting character..' She thought to herself.
Loki stared at her, calm but unnerving. Did this man ever blink? "Yes. I suppose I would." He spoke so nonchalantly. And there was the baffled look he loved seeing. The "how in Odin's name did you know?" look. Priceless.
A grin spread its way across her bright lips. "I knew you looked familiar. You dick. What do you think you're doing here!" Her voice went from welcoming to high pitched rather quickly. It seemed a little inhuman, but that was the last thing he really cared about.
"You know who I am?" He questioned, feeling a tad amused.
"Loki. Right? Oh, of course I'm right. I'm always right. Most of the time. Should I taze you? Maybe.. But it doesn't seem like you're up to evil right now." She babbled on like an annoying bird. Yet, this wasn't annoying. More interesting. Interesting in a sense that Loki had never had a conversation where someone else does every piece of the vocals. "Oh yeah, Jane said how you were a good guy no-"
"I'm not a good guy… I merely chose to not kill them all. That does not mean I intend no harm on people." Loki seemed to almost peeved by the one verse. It didn't seem like such a big deal to her.
"Wow. Denial from a God. Funny. You realise by agreeing to that you're never going to intend to hurt anyone? Right? Well, whatever. What are you doing here? Why are you talking to me? Am I supposed to be your new best friend? I'm honestly not good at making friends. People say I'm too forward. I suppose I am. But who cares. I don't, that's for sure. Wait, wait, wait. Why are you here again?" She just.. Never stopped, did she? The God's mouth opened to reply, but had no time. "You're crushing on a human girl, aren't you!" She practically yelled and flew across the table at him.
Mildly taken aback by this, Loki stiffened his facial features and glared her down, back into her seat. "No. I would not have such a thing. That would be grotesque. I am merely bored. And you, Darcy Lewis, seem to be extremely entertaining. If I may say so, I wish to pull more amusement from you." A small smirk fell on his face as he casually stood up. "You are a… quite interesting person. I hope you're as clever as you sound." He tipped her a faint nod of his head and he was gone. Just like that. As thought the air itself had consumed his entire body.
Darcy squinted her eyes, not exactly sure what the mischief God meant. But she felt like her life was about to get interesting. "Wow. For the first conversation I ever held with that guy, it defiantly was something." She said to herself, going back to her pen, paper and sugary coffee.
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