Loki –
Once again I felt my annoyance rise at the noise coming from the room Thor had given those buffoons once we'd arrived in Asgard. Were Midgardians ever quiet? My 'brother' had finally left me alone for a few hours to my delight but it had quickly vanished when I learnt Midgardians were noisy and never ever quiet, especially when one wanted to sleep as there was nothing better to do here.
I sighed in frustration and gave up, deciding instead to wreck some havoc myself. The sight I was met with though, as I opened the door to their room, amused me.
'LET ME F*CKING GO BANNER!'
Flame woman or whatever she was called was being held down by three of the avengers who were clearly struggling to keep hold of her. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. She looked beyond furious, her eyes flickering with many flames and her hair was in disarray. Her palms were beginning to ignite as well, making me wonder once again how far her power stretched. I wonder if mother had fireproofed this room as it wasn't igniting. Maybe Thor had warned her. Hmm, interesting.
'Need some help midgardian? If you beg me on your knees I may consider helping you.'
I couldn't help but chuckle louder as she glared harder and spat at me. I had never met someone so unreserved and unafraid of me. I liked a challenge. They were never unafraid for long.
I noticed a cruel smirk come across her face suddenly as if she'd just come up with the best idea. It was one I was very familiar with myself.
'Hey Laufeyson.'
My good mood instantly shattered.
'Enjoying the entertainment, Jötunn?'
She accented the last word, cutting into my all too fresh wounds. She knew exactly what she was doing. I carefully placed the half empty cup down and turned back to face her.
This was going to be interesting.
hope you guys all like! :P wrote the first part a while ago and recently got back into it! will try to post more later today. [would love reviews!]
- Rima