"Yay!" She squeed, jumping a little and clapping her hands together. Loki looked on, baffled. What even was that noise she just made! "Sorry, sorry! I'm really not this girly, I swear. I just don't like staying alone, it freaks me out. I watch a lot of horror movies so I kind of get paranoid that some guy is going to hack me up into little pieces while I'm sleeping, ya know? But now I have a freakin' god staying with me so pretty sure I'll be safe" She said, letting out a snort. A snort? Really? Ugh.
"I'm sure the pleasure is all mine...um...what did you say your name was?"
"Oh! Wow, airhead much?" She said laughing. She extended her hand to him. "I'm Darcy. Darcy Lewis. I'm basically Janes assistant but I'd also like to think of myself as her best friend. Jane doesn't get out much. Actually, come to think of it I'm probably her only friend." Loki took her hand and shook it, unknowingly grabbing it a little too tightly, causing Darcys nose to bunch up in slight pain.
Janes only friend, hm? For some reason Loki had thought of her as being loved by everyone. Maybe Jane wasn't the girl he made her out to be in his head. Wouldn't be the first time Loki had done that.
Loki noticed Darcy staring at him, as if waiting for him to say something. "What?" He asked her. Had he missed something? She laughed. She had such a foolish laugh. Giggly and childish.
"Your name, dude. You didn't tell me your name." She said. She brought her finger to the center of her glasses and pushed them up. Weird, he thought, they didn't look like they were falling.
"Lopt." He said smiling. "Just call me Lopt."
"Lopt. Hmm, nice. Weird, but nice. I can dig it. It's cool. My names totally lame. Doesn't suit me at all." She said, walking into the other room. He waited a second, but ended up following, unsure if he was suppose to or not. She was shuffling through a chest, mumbling to herself. "Aha!" She said, startling Loki a bit. "First things first, you have to change." She stood up straight and looked at him. "Don't get me wrong, the big green outfit is great and all, but you might stick out a little." She threw something in his direction and Loki caught it. It was was a soft purple sweater.
"It's...purple." Loki said. I don't wear purple. Loki doesn't wear purple. Oh come on Loki, it's just a purple sweater. Just wear it. Nothing terrible can happen by wearing this...this atrocity.
"Cool, you aren't colorblind." She said. Loki froze.
"Should I be...?" He asked. She laughed again, the stupid laugh, and then changed her face immediately when she realized he was asking a serious question.
"Oh, no! No, you shouldn't be. I was just being sarcastic." She said. They shared an awkward moment of silence. "Well um, yeah, I don't know, that was Janes old boyfriends. He used to wear a lot of random colors. But don't worry, purple will totally go great with your eyes."
"My...eyes...?" He asked, confused.
"Yes, doofus. Oh! Sorry. I blurt things out. You aren't a doofus." Her mouth dropped open and her hand flew to her head. "Ugh! Darcy, you just called a god a doofus! Jeeze. Way to be." She said, talking to herself. She turned back to the chest, pulled out a pair of jeans and again throwing them at him. "There. Picked you out an outfit!" She said, smiling proudly.
"Yes. Thank you, Darcy." He said, sending her a warm smile. "I'll put them on right now."
"Well let me get out of the room first!" She said, shooting him a mischievous grin. He couldn't help but give a sly smile back as she ducked out of the room, closing the door behind her. He walked to the mirror that was on the back of the door, not noticing it there before. He looked at his eyes, then back to the sweater. Purple went great with his eyes? Don't be stupid. Nothing goes great with you. Look at yourself. and he did, before quickly moving away from the mirror and starting to change.