Loki lied on the same leather couch he'd occupied as the night before, with a book to keep him company for the past few hours. Mind you, he'd read it at least ten times before. He had no way of using any decent magic to escape or to even believe he'd have a chance, so he spent his entire morning bored and searching for something to do.
Finally a disembodied voice- Jarvis, he came to know it- caught him wandering and told him there was sustenance in the same room as the night before. It was considered a 'common room' where the team would spend the most time, eat meals, and strategize.
Thusly, he understood that this was where he was going to spend most of his time paying his dues. At least this entire day, he reasoned with a sneer as he closed his book in defeat. Everyone else was still asleep, as far as he imagined, what with the carrying on of last nights party.
The swish of one of those odd doors opening had Loki narrowing his eyes and listening in. It was a light shuffle of feet he heard, and they were non-threatening. With that knowledge he sat up and turned around to spot the 'anthropologist' who was skimming her bare feet across the floor towards the kitchens in a cotton robe of odd and deplorable design.
He'd read up on the term anthropology in an encyclopedia he found in his room. Why anyone would want to study humans or their wastes was beyond his comprehension.
Still, he took a good look at her appearance, as she was clearly preoccupied with a machine he was unfamiliar with. In fact, she smacked the thing when it took more than a couple of minutes to do whatever she expected of it, and she fairly well snarled the words, "God damnit, you son of a bee sting…make my morning ambrosia!" she lifted a fist and cried to the ceiling. And they thought him a tyrant...
Loki imagined most humans weren't quite this ridiculous in the early morning… at least upon waking. He saw that her hair was even more wild than the night before…at least then it was contained in a tie. Now it practically had a life of its own, curling around her head and fluffing up as if to claim its own territory.
It was let down for the most part and extremely course by the look of it. He imagined that running fingers through it would be a complete trap one would never escape. That brought a low chuckle to his chest. He had to admit though; her hair did have a very redeeming color of brilliant copper. He couldn't imagine that he'd ever seen such a deep red before, though it reminded him of his mother.
Loki decided he'd have to confront her soon enough, so he stood fully and wandered closer to the tired female. "I suppose a good morning is customary to say."
A yip of shock had her jerking to the right and away from him, which brought her lower back to slam into the counter top. She hissed in a breath and threw a hand to her side before wincing up at him. The smile she offered him through her pain was bright and just as surprising.
"Damn, well you sure know how to take the very breath from a woman…" she said with a little mischief to her eyes.
Said eyes, he noticed, were not brown like he'd thought the night before. They were like amber, nearly gold, as the irises took him in. It was slightly uncomfortable to see such raw emotion available for him to perceive freely…and manipulate.
"Yes well, apparently I have that effect on the fairer sex." He responded, and set a hand on the counter to lean in. He wanted to make her uncomfortable.
"I'll bet," she whispered and straightened her back, though she winced. "Hey, help me out here, mister cloak and dagger."
Loki frowned at her modern jargon, but stepped up nonetheless. She turned easily to him and he could feel her adequate backside bump his thigh through the ugly cotton rode she wore.
He knew her hair coloring was unique, but this close up was fascinating. She wielded colors throughout of some deep reds, copper being the foremost, and then there were lighter strands randomly throughout that gleamed in the light of the sun. Those were very white.
"Alright," she said, breathing hitched into a slightly higher tone that he easily caught, "give me your arm. Yep, now hold that here." She placed his forearm above her chest, over her collarbone.
"The other you can lay wherever makes this more comfortable. You'll be lifting me when I release a breath. This will release nitrogen from my back joints and help ease some pain."
Loki nodded and quickly laid his other arm just under her breasts, which caused her to intake a deep breath, but she forced it out. Then he lifted.
There was a crescendo of audible pops down her back as he lifted and the breathless moan that escaped her gave him a start…straight to his loins.
It had been ages since he'd indulged in a female, and she was not unattractive, but it was such a sharp spike of lust that it had him instinctively on guard. As she drew her breath once more with an appreciative sigh, that nearly did him in…He would not be touching her again, he told himself as he set her on her feet.
"Well, that sure did the trick!" She said with a flush to her cheeks. "Thank you Loki. It's been a while since I've been to my chiropractor."
He had no idea what that was as he watched her move back to the machine she'd been cursing before. "Do you like coffee?" she asked.
At the lift of a single eyebrow for her response, she smirked, "Guess we'll see. Well, now you'll know if you enjoy the nectar of the gods...or at least that of the scholars."
She brought him a cup of the steaming drink and he did not detest the smell. "Now, I like vanilla cream in mine. Do you like sugar, or is bitter better a better flavor?"
Loki was tempted to say bitter, but he wouldn't mind something good. So he said whatever she did to her own.
After a shake of a couple mini paper pouches and their contents into the mugs, she then found a container in the icebox and shook it up before pouring a little into the cups. Finally she stirred the mix and offered up the mug with a transformed color and scent.
He carefully watched her down her own cup easily, and then moved over for a refill. "Sorry," she muttered, "I chug the first batch and then take my time on the next. It's a habit."
Loki took a sip, carefully, and tried not to widen his eyes at the flavors he'd just experienced. "It's um…it's good." He said and looked up to the woman who began beaming at him.
"Well!" she said with a grin, "I'm glad. Coffee is pure delight and something everyone should enjoy. Here…let me make us another cup and we can sit before these ginormous windows. It's been a year or two since I've seen some snow fall."
She did as she said, Loki trying to slow down and savor the drink, despite the fact it was addictive. Co-fee, he thought with a nod, and drained the cup. She took it an instant later and refilled it with the dark liquid, adding her own dash of taste like before.
"Here," she said, as she handed him the mug and led the way around the marble counter to the enormous windows. The immense glass was the feature of the whole room and created an atmosphere where lighting wasn't really needed at the moment. With the snow falling fast and swift outside, it was nearly serene.
At the height of the tower, Siggy felt like it was pure magic she was witnessing after they'd sat a few minutes in silence. "I love this. I was in Africa last winter before I was accepted as an instructor." She said absently.
Loki glanced to her with boredom and she jerked suddenly. "You know, I just realized, we weren't really introduced. A bit late I bet, but I just wanted to say it's been interesting to meet you."
Loki sneered at that. Who was this mortal woman to coddle him and play house? "So then, the last year when I attacked these puny mortals? You don't seem to care about that act. Is that so pleasant to you as well? Maybe I'll enlist you during my next attempt to destroy Midgard."
Sigrün's eyes took on a hard and dull tone, which caused Loki to quiet and listen to her pathetic response. "You would do well to not repeat that around the Avengers. You know very well that will get you trampled." At the hardening of his jaw, she assumed he understood the message. Take care who you piss off…
"Very well." He hissed. "However, do you think you could manage if I deemed to teach you not to interfere with those more powerful than you?"
Before she could manage a thought, he'd leapt from his seat and snatched her by the throat. Her robe fell open and he spotted her necklace glowing brightly, the same color as her eyes.
"It's amber." She hissed, as he caught her eyes glowing along with the pendent lighting her neckline. "Freyja's stone. She swore to protect her Valkyr children…her children's children…"
"So you want to cry to your grandmother for help?" he said with a mirthless chuckle.
"Oh no," she replied with a dark grin, her amber eyes molten. "That's just for a distraction. This next bit is all me."
Before Loki could comprehend her words, Sigrün's knee shot up and slammed into his abdomen, though her petite height belied the astonishing force behind it. The breath left his lungs in a rush and he backed up a few paces to right it. His eyes flew up, just as a horrendous weighty robe attacked his face.
As he ripped the thing from his person, he was met with the sight of Sigrün standing with one foot back; a stance that brazenly stated Come at me. However, Loki halted in all movements to stare in pure shock.
Her hair was lighted by fire, and the tendrils danced around her shoulders, down over her chest to come back up again; a living flame. Her eyes were bright and relentless, as if filled with molten fire. "Wanna dance bro?" her voice was deep and throaty but it was no less threatening, despite her strange jargon.
Loki straightened then and looked at her dead on with one leg back. Outside, the blizzard was in full force as it beat the glass with fury…it was the only sound in the room besides the crackle of flame.
Finally, after a rigid standoff, Sigrün found whatever she was searching for in Loki's eyes and dropped the aggressive stance. He watched her shed her form, as it literally extinguished into the air; the remnants of the flames floated up to disappear above her.
They heard the doors swish open and both turned to see the Captain and Thor appear through the door, weapons at the ready though they both looked tired.
"The voice warned us both of a fight brewing here between you both." Thor barked. "What is the meaning of this brawl?"
Siggy caught the god's gaze and nodded to him. "The situation is over. We were just finishing our coffee." She said and grabbed her cup from the side table. She then leaned over to grab her robe that Loki had tossed, before she swept out of the room, leaving the males behind speechless.
"Loki, what did you do?" Thor grated, though he sounded exasperated.
"I saw a Valkyrie…" he replied as he took his cup up and looked into the liquid. He knew he was in for some fun with this female. One who could combat him in more ways than one maybe? Plus, if he could get her to lean over again like she'd just done in those nearly indecent tight, black clothes wrapping her thighs and backside, he certainly wouldn't mind another round.
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Siggy sat at the table, with her open but unused laptop before her, and listened to the barrage of questions she'd just received after Jarvis had shown the footage of her…display.
"Okay, okay!" she hissed and slammed her palms on the table, shaking a glass of OJ or two. "First of all, Stark, no I will not roast marshmallows on command. Captain, no I cannot change on command; there needs to be emotion behind it. Banner, damn fine pancakes if I do say so myself." A shy nod and a modest wave was her response to that one.
"Now, Thor, I am not a 'Child of fire', and I don't know what that is. I just know that whatever Brynhild, my mother, was able to pass on she did so…in the form of flames."
At the nods and mild conversation starting around her, she caught Loki's glowering gaze from the back. She promptly stuck her tongue out and received a knowing smirk in return.
"Anyone have any more burning questions they need to ask?" she muttered, but immediately slapped a hand to her mouth and sunk her head to the table. That got a riot out of even Romanoff.
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