Loki –
I didn't even bother to look up as yet another agent I assumed walked into my cell. What was the point? They were all the same - Bland and boring, but happy at their new found power over me thanks to Odin stripping me of basically all my power as a 'punishment'.
The conversation was different this time though, spiking my interest as the newcomer was silent for once. Midgardians always felt the need to incessantly babble, I found. My primary torturer also sounded quite displeased with whoever entered. Unusual. These guys were all 'best buds' as Midgardians would say.
When the newcomer finally spoke I was surprised to find it was a woman. In all my time here these last months they had never sent a woman. Her voice was refined and spoke volumes about the pain she had seen and experienced I was sure.
I knew she had been brought in to torture me further but what I didn't expect was her refusal to do so. Who was this woman?
'No?'
I could hear the intent behind my primary torturer's question. Not a good move, midgardian woman, not a good move. Due to Odin reducing to me to this pathetic mortal state, I knew first hand just how much pain he could cause when angered, not that I had ever let him see.
I heard her body slam into the wall as the electricity buzzed against her flesh. You could smell the burn from here. What I didn't expect however was the wave of fire to hit me only seconds later. I flicked my hands over, looking for damage but found none. Interesting – a mortal who could attack the mind.
I finally let my curiosity get the better of me and looked up for probably the first time in weeks. A couple of metres away from me, behind Matthew's stood the midgardian woman who had managed to spike my interest which was something that did not happen often. She was quite tall for a woman, almost as tall as me I would guess with long auburn hair that flowed down her back and curled at the ends into ringlets. Her russet eyes matched but held a surprising intensity reminding me of flames. She was beautiful, even with my high standards.
I watched in amusement as she spat in defiance at him and couldn't help but chuckle, earning her interest and his.