Red in my Ledger

Human troubles were none of his business unless he could find a way to use them to his advantage, meaning if he could twist them into nightmares or use them to spread more fear. As far as he knew, none of the events around him this evening could do either, so he had been trying his best to move on. 

Yet he found himself taking pause, his attention momentarily caught by something or other; which was probably why he didn’t notice the young woman approaching on near silent feet. His fearlings had just sent a spike of alarm through him and he had snapped back to reality when she plowed into his chest, nearly throwing him off balance and causing him to lose control of the shadows that cloaked him.

He was a strange one, that much was certain, but she kept her face stoic as he spoke. His talk about her not being able to see him, along with the fact that he seemed to have appeared out of the shadows, did raise a spike of alarm within her. Did he have some technology and ability that hid him?

She momentarily considered the idea that he could be a threat, siding with the enemy, but brushed that off. If he was then he would have been likely to attack while he still had the element of surprise.

If someone were to ask the whereabouts of Tom Daniels the answer they would receive was one that would raise a curious eyebrow. Tom had been spending the last few weeks busying himself with business meetings, important social gatherings and conferences of the company merging type. In fact he had not even bothered to send a text or a passing glance or thought in the direction of the little redhead who had been distracting him and bringing up old memories he’d much rather keep buried.

Yes, since that night Loki had been unable to stop the flow of memories that entered his mind. They started out as just dreams first and he was able to forget them the moment he awoke. But for the past week and a half now his memories of Sigyn have been surfacing with a vengeance and sometimes he could swear he saw her when a beautiful blonde walked by.

‘Damn that woman…damn her to Nifleheim!’

He cursed the Spider for causing this. How could one simple motion bring back such memories? HOW?

“Mr. Daniels? Mr. Daniels are you alright?”

Tom snapped out of his reverie and looked to his assistant and wracked his brain to remember what he was doing. “Y-yes?” This woman…with her blonde hair and blue eyes…oh no he was he still lost in thought? Who was she?

“I’m Serena Jackson sir. Your assistant? You hired me not 3 days ago?” Her small, innocent face wrinkled with concern as she moved forward to place her hand upon Tom’s forehead. “Are you getting a fever?”

She avoided bumping into him. She knew his schedule inside and out and made a point to make sure there was never a time when they were in the same space at the same time. She needed some time to breath and recover, to get her head back on straight.

Yet there was a small part of her, the part that she accredited to Jacqui, that wondered what would have happened if he had not left.

Her information gathering seemed to be getting her nowhere. He seemed very inch the proper little businessman he was playing as. Yet she continued to dig by hacking into his business information, pleased to see that his company was as technology forward as most of the others. It was not difficult for the master spy to find the backups of the company information and locate which files had his name attached to them.

But tonight was not a night for covert spying and hacking. She had a cover to keep and had to play the role of Jacqui once again. she was on the way to a business luncheon with some of her 'superiors' from the business that Jacqui worked for.