She wasn't sure who the woman was, so she was cautious as she followed it. A red head greeted her with a smile.
"Don't worry. I'm Natasha, I'm part of the team. They told me you'd be here soon, and being that they're me, none of them would have went to find you. Don't need you weren't wandering like a lost puppy." Kali sighed in relief as she followed Natasha through a dense crowd of people. "I love the dress by the way." she whispered. So do I. Kali thought.
They came to a group of fimiliar faces; Steve, Stark, Clint, and of course, Thor.
They all looked dashing but she couldn't seem to take her eyes off Thor. His hair was pulled up in a tight pony tail, slick. The one thing about him that caught her eye most was his suit matched her dress to every thread; dark purple, and his undershirt grey, with a mathing purple tie, all the way down to his grey shoes.
"Hey guys," Natasha said, coming in to join them. "I found her." They all turned around to look at the girl.
If they didn't know better, they would have never thought it was the same girl they met the day before.
"You look wonderful." Stark said. "I see my girls did a wonderful job." Just as the comment escaped, a beautiful tall blonde walked up, wrapping her arms around him. "Just in time, darling. This is Kali, she's a, uhm friend of Thor's." His wife smiled at her.
"It's nice to meet you." she said. Kali was over taken by how beautiful the woman was. She knew Tony Starks wife would be gorgeous, but never did she imagine that gorgeous. "Listen, I hate to steal him away but I need him in the kitchen with the waitstaff for a few moments." And the two exited.
"You look very nice." Thor commented, trying not to make eye contact. Kali smirked at him.
"You do as well. It seems to be they made us match." she motioned to her dress and his suit. She hadn't gotten a full look at her and when he finally did, he wished he hadn't. She was completely stunning, from head to toe. Everything about her was perfect. It made him want to sweat; add that to the visual he got this morning and this God was a mortal.
"Would you like to dance?" Steve asked, breaking the stare Thor was giving her. Kali nodded, gesturing out her hand. Steve swept her off to the dance floor, swaying her around.
"So have you always lived here? On Earth?" he asked.
She nodded. "Mostly. I've had pop ins that were quick; I was only really there when my mother was executed."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stir up old feelings." he felt bad, he knew how that was; having to bring up memories and feelings you just wish you could forget.
She shook her head. "No, don't be. It's been over 700 years. My mother would have passed from natural causes long long ago. It was a privelage to have her for as long as I did."
"700 years?" he questioned. That was a detail they had left out. "How old are you exactly?"
"742, I'll be 743 in August." his eyes widened at her answer.
"Well, uh, you look very good for being that old." She giggled again. "That didn't offend you, did it?"
"Of course not. I may be centuries old, but I'm stuck in the body of a 21-year-old. Once my body hit full maturity I stopped aging. Both a blessing and curse, I suppose."
"Nothing but a blessing to those around you." he commented. He broke away from their dance, kissing her hand. "It's almost time for dinner. If we don't go sit on time Tony's gonna get pissy, and no one likes him like that."
"I thought that was Dr. Banner?" she joked, walking off with him.
They found the large table, where cards were placed on plates, designating their seating. She found hers, right between Thor and Natasha. She went to sit down, but Thor grabbed her seat for her. She looked to him, nodding in thanks and sat down, him pushing the chair back in under her. He took his own seat next to her, settling in.
"You left in a hurry this morning." she whispered, taking a sip of the wien infront of her. Her nose crinkled. "Is this grape juice?" she asked, changing the subject herself.
Thor looked at her. "It is wine. Not as strong as you are used to?" he asked, feeling the same way.
She shrugged. "I haven't had a drink of alcohol in 100 years. I'm not sure what strong is, but this isn't it." she sipped it again for assurnace. It's grape juice. She decided.
"That shall change tonight. We will drink after the feast!" he decided.
Finally, after sitting for over 10 miutes Stark and his wife came out, the waitstaff following behind with trays full of food, sitting plates down individually to everyone at the table.
"To start off," Tony began, clinging his glass. "I would like to thank everyone for coming tonight. This year, like all others, has had a great turn out. The second thing, we raised 1.7 million for the participating charities, that's .4 million more than last year!" every cheered. "Now, eat, drink, be marry and all that stuff." He sat down next to his smiling wife, beginning to eat the chicken infront of him.
It was going on 8 o'clock when dinner and dessert were finished, and guests were starting to leave. There were few left, and they were all circling the bar, conversating.
"Steve," Thor called to his friend, using the hand that held his drink to motion him over. Kali sat at the bar, just watching eveyrone interact. "Fancy a drinking game?" he asked. Steve raised an eye brow.
"I may not be a God, but my liver is close enough to one. Are you sure it's a challenge you wanna lose?"
Thor laughed, his bellow nearly shaking the room. "Mortal, prepare to great your maker at the entrance to your Heaven."
Kali thought this would be interesting. She was not a God, but she was not a Mortal. Maybe a drinking game was what she needed to loosen up.
"Uhm, can I play." she peeped up, walking over to them. They both looked at her, wanting to laugh, but holding it in.
"Are you sure you can keep up?" Steve questioned. Kali's face tightented.
"Just pour the third fucking round and we'll see who can and cannot keep up." Both men shut up and shrugged, doing as instructed. The game was shelves. The bartender would pour every liquor from the top shelf into a glass, and line them up in three different sets, for each person playing. The first person to quit, vomit, or pass out, loses.
All three had ease finishing the top shelf; 12 one ounce shots of the finest liquors.
Steve, his temperature warming up, took off his suit jacket. Thor did the same.
Kali quickly threw her hair up into a lose bun, keeping it out of the way of the liquor.
Round 2 was the middle shelf; 15 c-grade alcohols, mostly flavored vodkas.
Thor has ease finishing, as did Kali. By the 8th shot Steve needed a few seconds in between everyone he took.
"This is awful liquor." he commented on the cheap taste.
"Here," Thor pulled out a small silver flask from his shirt pocket. "We won't bother with the rest." he poured out three shots of the clear liquor. "Whoever shall take this without vomitting or passing out, wins." He had this win in his pocket. He passed one to Steve and one to Kali.
"On three?" Steve questioned. The other two nodded. "One, two, three." The drink was thrown back, and so was Steve. He hit the floor behind him, mumbling.
Thor looked over in triumph. "Now we see who the champion is." He smirked
"Excuse me?" Kali spoke up, setting down her empty shot glass. She didn't want to vomit or pass out put she was hot, and her head was fuzzy, vision a little overlapping.
"How are you standing?" he asked looking at the small girl. He still had a pint of beer infront of him that he quickly downed. He would be lying if he said he wasn't at all drunk, but he could still function.
"I don't know, I'm not Cap." she giggled, letting out a hicup afterwards. Thor couldn't help but chuckle at her joke, and the cute little noise her diaphram made. He looked back over to Cap who was asleep on the floor, snoring. Stark would surely clean him up later that night or in the morning.
"Are you ready to leave?" He asked, grabbing his jacket. Kali nodded, standing up, grabbing the bar to compose herself. She slipped her heals off so it was easier to walk. The two headed to the door, where her limo was still parked outside. The limo driver opened the door for the two and the got in.
"Look!" she exclaimed, opening the mini fridge. "There's more alcohol." she pulled out a bottle of Patron tequila, a container of sliced limes and two double shot shot glasses. "Do you need these?" she held up the limes. He shook his head. She tossed them to the side and came back to sit next to him, pulling the cork out of the bottle and pouring two shots for the each of them.
"Cheers." she said, clinging her glass against his. They took the shots, Kali flinching at the burning sensation. "This is very good." Thor grabbed the bottle and poured another. Kali held her glass out and he poured her another, too. They downed the shot and Kali dropped her glass on the floor. "Are you alright?" he asked.
She looked at him, up and down. She looked like a ravenous animal. She bit her lip before lunging forward onto his lap and pushing her lips onto his.
He was surpised at first, but in second his hands were on her sides, traveling up and down. After what he saw her doing this morning, it was no doubt he wanted her. He craved her like an addict craved a needle.
She slyly slipped her tongue inside of his mouth, and he fought her back, seeing who could become dominate. She reached behind him, yanking on the hair tie, letting his hair fall down around his face. She deepened the kiss, pushing her body hard against his.
If it weren't for the limo coming to a stop, they wouldn't have either. The two scrambled off of each other before the driver could open the door. The two quickly got out of the vehicle, bidding the driver a good night and hurrying inside to the elevator. It seemed to be the longest 9 floor ride of their life.
Finally, it dinged and opened and the two rushed out to the penthouse door fumbling to unlock it. Once they were in and the door closed, it was over; or, just beginning.