Jane raced inside toward her house, twisting to glance back at Loki while being careful not to trip. She slammed the door shut and grabbed for her phone.
It was dead. Whether that was the result of Loki's impact or merely his mischief, she didn't have time to care. She moved to the kitchen, since it was behind another door she could lock, and tried to think.
She knew Loki was an Asgardian, so doors wouldn't last long. In fact, it was probably better to leave the kitchen and find another room with more exits. Before she left, she checked for a weapon. She was a scientist, not a soldier, so she didn't have a gun. The best she could find was a carving knife. She examined it. It was sharp enough, but even if she held it Loki would still have a longer reach, and she wasn't sure she wanted to give him any ideas. She stashed it in an unexpected place in case she needed it later.
There was a knocking at the door. Jane knew she didn't have much time. She mentally scanned her house, calculating the best place to be. Her study- one door led out to the hall, and another led to her bedroom, which was also connected to the hall. She couldn't be cornered there. She darted in just as she heard a crash.
Loki felt no need to go running after Jane. She had nowhere to go, and dignity was its own reward. He sedately walked to her door. Soon Jane would find out what a real man was like. She may struggle at first, but she would come to understand. Before he finished what he came here to do she would be begging for more.
He reached the door. It was locked. He could of course rip it off its hinges, but brute force was so odious. He knocked politely.
There was no answer.
"It is becoming in a woman to practice some modesty." He called from behind the door. "But there are limits to restraint. Won't you let me comfort the woman my brother so rudely abandoned?"
There was still no answer.
"You would deny your prince? You will realize your folly." He said intensely.
He threw himself against the door. He could, of course, find another way in, but there were consideration to be made. Climbing in a window would be simpler but hardly befitting a prince. He had his reputation to think of. An assertion of his power would remind Jane of who she was dealing with.
Loki wasn't as solid as his idiot brother, but the door was made for fragile humans. After two strikes it shattered, and Loki swept into the house.
"Am I so odious, Jane, that you seek to lock yourself away? I only wish to know you more." He purred as he swept his gaze around the room.
Jane was nowhere to be seen.
"Still so shy." Loki continued. "I find your reticence most alluring. I will seek you out like a huntsman seeks a flighty hind."
