KNEEL BEFORE ME

+ Princexofasgard

Loki raised a brow. "I'm sorry, miss, but I don't believe I know of you… How do you know of me?"

  The sickly woman’s brows knit together in confusion.  Certainly she hadn’t been expecting his reaction either to something so simple and obvious. “I am Paulina,” she told him in a hushed wavering voice that ended in a cough, “Who— you?” 

"Paulina? Hm…" Loki thought for a moment. He could care less that she had an illness, though he intrigued her. "I am the one they call Loki. It should be a pleasure for you to be meeting with me."

  She lowers her eyes to be level with his chest rather than his face. He looks angry and in her experience it’s best not to anger a man. “I did not mean to.” Paulina cast her gaze to the side. “You moved.” And it had drawn her eyes like any other normal human with peripheral vision.

Loki paused. His mood changed completely from angered to disbelief. He laughed loudly as a wide smile grew upon his face. "That is one of the best answers anyone has given me… What's your name?" He asked, quite intrigued now.

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"I think I'm much more than 'cute', Darling. But, I'll take the compliment anyhow."

  "The park out there. It’s nice. I’ve not been here before."

"Hm, I don't believe I've been there either. Is it new?"

  Her mouth opens and closes as she tries to discern exactly who he is addressing. “I did not look,” her thick spanish accent wraps around her words.

"Really? Then what do you call your eyes staring in my direction?" He looked behind him. "I do believe there isn't anyone or anything behind me."