Excuse Me! (Loki)

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It wasn’t the kind of place she would normally frequent, in fact it was very far from the kind of place that she would normally frequent but for the nature of this meeting it was perfect. It was filled with the scum of humanity, each of them lost in their own tangled web of deception, crime, hating, vengence, loathing and anything else the villainous society got up to take note of just another member of the cult. She got in easy enough, her credentials and past history good enough to even get her up to the VIP lounge, set aside for only the highest class of them all.

Even did not consider herself a villain, just a woman who would stop at nothing to get what she wants. No one ever thought of themselves as a villain though, did they? Just someone who wanted more, someone who enjoyed doing bad things, was that so wrong to do something that you love? Yes the definition of a villain was a grey area and whilst they boasted of their exploits in the underworld, they knew what they were doing was right.

Drifting past the bouncer she then made her way through the throng of bodies dancing to the heavy music and drinking the strangely coloured drinks. These were the thugs, the harpies, the floozies, the petty thieves, the lackeys, and she did her best not to allow any of them to jostle her, or step on her golden dress. Most of them got the picture when she sent one of the careening into the side of the bar with a flick of her hand. Amatures.

She walked up the stairs to the VIP balcony, knowing that she was somewhat late for the meeting, a meeting she had arranged.

He was her biggest competition in the area, other than the princes and heroes who were out for her blood, and she believed it would be much better to have the Lord of Chaos on her side. How she was going to do that, she had only still vaguely planned. She headed towards the table, specially reserved for them and said, “My Lord, so glad you could make our little meeting. I am Lady Evangeline Royesse…but you can call me Eve.”

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Loki had watched her progress through the bar with interest. He was always interested in people who took the time to call him out, to try and get on his good side - not that he intended to necessarily give them the time of day, but their stories were always so fascinating, their propositions so entertaining, that he couldn't help but give them a chance to at least explain themselves.

Besides, he'd heard about this one, and the chaos she left in her wake was, to him, delicious to contemplate, so he was interested to hear what she had to say.

He smirked at her as she approached, sprawled across a sofa with a cup of mead dangling loosely from his hand, feet up on the table in front of him.

"You can drop the 'my lord'," he said casually - fun as it was to be revered and worshipped, sometimes it got a little old - "just call me Loki. Take a seat and tell me what this is all about."

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Eve nodded her head in understanding and sat down opposite the god, gracefully, perched on the edge of it, one leg crossed over the other. “Thank you for meeting with me,” she said and smiled graciously, “I am sure you are a very busy man, but I assure you this will be well worth your time.”

She turned to look for a waiter or anyone to take her drinks order and motioned him over with a flick of her hand, “Some wine please, white and chilled.”

Turning to Loki and seeing the drink in his hand she added, “And another for the gentleman.”

The waiter nodded and walked towards the bar as Eve turned back to face Loki, “I have heard a little rumour about a certain someone who will be making a visit here in Trenale, someone, from your neck of the woods.”

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Loki just waved aside all the pleasantries, it was nothing he hadn't heard before and if she thought she was going to win him over with clichéd charm and dull assurances, she wasn't going to get very far.

The drink was appreciated, of course, and while still not gaining her any particular points, it would at least keep him around long enough to hear what she had to say. He hoped she was actually as interesting as she seemed, too many of these people were just the same as all the others, and that was far too dull for Loki's tastes.

Draining his previous drink and dropping the cup onto the table (not smashing it on the floor like some idiots might choose to do), he raised a questioning eyebrow. Now he was a little interested, what rumour was this?
"Who is that, and why should I care?"

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When dealing with gods she had learned that you have to tread very carefully, you may think that you held all of the aces, but no sooner had you believed to have won the deal they would take the soul right out from within you. They were not to be trusted, but then again, neither was she, so she supposed all was fair in the end. Smiling at the man opposite her she decided to draw out the silence a little longer as the waiter returned with their drinks.

She picked up the glass and said, “A relation of yours I believe, or so a little bird told me. The one that just loves to carry that big hammer of his around.”

She took a long sip of the wine, allowing that information to sink in before adding, “I just thought you should know.”

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Loki was well practiced at keeping a straight face, at maintaining his expression no matter what the other person was saying, because even if they did manage to get to him (which was rare) it was important to not let them know that they had.

The problem was, all of that usually went out the window at mention of that hammer-wielding relation of his. He still tried to keep his composure, but if you were watching very closely it was obvious - his grip tightened slightly on his drink and his expression froze. Bringing his cup slowly up to his lips, he took a long sip before placing it back on the table in front of him.

"Is that all? You just came to warn me of a little...family reunion?" He asked, the casual tone of his voice only a little bit strained.

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She had expected him to be a little more concerned than that, and was somewhat worried that her little piece of information hadn't really been worth anything. Her contacts had assured her that the god would want to know it, but his face was difficult to read. Her composure wasn't blown however as her thoughts began to race, clutching at what she could say to continue her interaction with the other man, she needed him on her side...

“I thought your brother's arrival would interest you,” she said before taking another sip of her wine, “After all, more of you lot around is better, is it not? Just think of the...chaos.”

Smiling politely at him she placed her glass on the table and said, “In all honesty however, I just wanted your attention and I knew I wouldn't get it without giving you something worthwhile. You're one of the most powerful beings in this town and I would very much like to be on your good side.”

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"Chaos?" Loki couldn't help but respond to that. Sure he managed to at least keep his tone neutral, his expression one of casual indifference other than a single raised eyebrow, but he still wished he had just let it go. The longer he had to talk about the big blonde idiot, the more likely he was to reveal his frustration. "My... dear brother might thrive on the chaos that is war, but that is not enough for me to desire his company."
He stopped himself before he continued, knowing that if he did go on to say what he wanted to - having that oaf around would severely limit his chances to cause any fun chaos - he wouldn't maintain his calm facade any longer.

"Well," he actually started to calm down as well as just look it, and smirked at her "isn't that interesting? Why, exactly, do you want me on your side?"