Chapter Two- Exciting eyes
Loki still stared at her with amusment in his eyes as he continued to try to get her to explain the contraption sitting on the kitchen counter, the one in which buttons he pressed made it make a funny noise and beep alot, she was still staring at him in rage over being man handled and after her break out in laughter she stopped and continued to stare, "so loki if that is your real name, why did you accost me in the hall way and drag me in here, if im such a pitiful motral, what could you possibly need my help with hmm?" she crossed her arms and she stamped over to the kitchen, he follwed her looking a little lost and pointed at it "that thing, what is it?" Emma burst out laughing again, "you cant be serious?" he started to stare at her getting angrier ny the second "mortal i am totally serious, i would prefer you not to make me angry as it would not be a plesent sight for you i can assure you" that statement got emmas back up "for you information, you bloody highness, my name is Emma, not mortal, not feeble human, now if you cant find the repsect to call me by my given name from birth then you can just suffer with this dam contraption yourself, understood?" she put her hands on her hips and jutted her chin out to him to show she ment business.
Loki was frozen to the spot, nobody had ever spoken to him like that, other then his mother maybe, and still not that harshly. He noticed that her brown eyes looked like they were on fire with anger. she deffinately had a firely personality and it showed in her eyes, which were in one world could only be descibed as exciting. He decided to co-operate well some what. "very well Emma, i apologise for my rudeness, i know not how your mor... err technology works here." he said with a mischeivious grin, Emma sighed and looked up at him noticing he had the most unusual green eyes that look like emeralds swirling around, not showing one thing he was thinking or if it was possible for him feeling. "so could you tell me, little midguardian, what is this awful contraption called and what does it do?" she sighed in some sort of defeat, maybe these mortals were clever after all, inventing something that even he knew not how to use or manipulate, she smiled and nodded "yes, its a microwave, its used to nuke your food" he looked at the microwave and then back at emma, "nuke?, what does that mean? surely not destroy as i have heard the term nucular as in power or weapons." emma laughed at that and pressed the button to open the door of the microwave, "no, nuke mean warm up, heat your food, you put it in here and then press the button on how long you want it to heat it up for, honestly its not hard" she turned and shut the door to the microwave, then turned back to him, "is there anything else or can i go now?" she said as she picked her keys up from the kitchen counter, "i have just finished work and need a shower and i stink! am hungry and tired, or is there something else you need?". Loki raised his eyebrows desperately trying to think of something to get her to stay a while longer, to coerce her into conversation, he rembered that she is a teacher maybe he can spark her interest about asgaard, "no that will be all, although i do wonder why you have never asked what brought me to your realm, why i am here?" he moved closer to her to look down at her, she fiddled with her keys in her hand and rose her big brown eyes to meet his green eyed glare, "i did wonder at first, but it is none of my business, whatever you did, or whoever you shamed, which is obviosu you have done something serious otherwise you would not of been banished here." Loki gave her a quick smirk before it suddenly dissappeared and he looked sad for a moment, "you are not far wrong, smart one, but not entirely correct." he cast his eyes down to the floor, Emma suddenly felt uncomfortable and shirted her shoes along the floor, "well on that note i must go, maybe save your story for the next time we meet. hmm?" and with that she opened the door and walked out into the hall, "good night, prince loki" she turned and smiled at him, "sleep well" ad she started to walk down the hall without waiting for a reply from him "good night, sweet emma" he whispered to himself, before turning to continue with his reading, he had a feeling with this brown eyed bright spark living down the hall, being here was going to be so bad after all.