I've heard about you [Tag Sigyn]

She ducked her head shyly feeling unused to her space being invaded like this and yet she didn't really mind. "N..not really." She admitted, as she raised her eyes to meet his once again she was struck by how much knowledge those green eyes of his held. There was something about his expression that called out to her...it was hard to explain and yet she couldn't deny that. At his question she blushed again and avoided looking at him directly, "That easy to tell?" She asked quietly before finally meeting his eyes once again.

He backed off a little (barely) and laughed again at her reaction. Not the first time a woman has been all shy like this with his advances, he's been to earth alot of times. But one from Asgard, and from a family with such high standards like Freya? Now that didn't happen often.
"Way to easy acually," he answerd her question. "In Asgard no one has the words 'personal space' or 'privacy' in their dictonary afterall," he snickerd. "Yet here you are, still innocent and navie," he teased again.
"In this realm, you might have a chance to stay that way for while longer," his voice got deeper as he leaned in towards her again, this time trapping her bewteen him and the wall. "But with a trickster around..." he moved his lips towards hear ear, his lips touching her skin softly on purpose. "...you might not be so lucky."

She shifted in place as he stared down at her and as he leaned in to whisper in her ear she shivered. "Well then, game on." She whispered back as she tilted her head up to look up at him before she slipped past him. She certainly wouldn't mind a little challenge and besides that the Trickster intrigued her more then most people...Theoric her betrothed was a man merely looking to climb the ranks and join the Crimson Hawks. Whenever she met him he was always acting like he was the boss of her which bothered her to no end. Now that she was on her own here she was going to know what it was like to be her own person.

He grinned wickedly, apparently neither dissapointed or offended as she slipped past and away from him. Instead, he looked even more amused.
He's always loved a challenge afterall. Now question is how long would it take before he got tired of it.
"Confident, are we?" he chuckled, reaching for his bag and threw it over his shoulder again. "I gotta say may lady, marrying you off to some simple minded warrior is nothing but a complete waste."

She glanced over at him with a growing smile, "I know." She said rather flirtatiously before winking at him and smirking at him. She didn't mind the fact that it was a dangerous game that she would be playing with him. If anything it only the stay here that much more interesting.

He titled his head, smirking back at Sigyn. "You do realise your mother will try and castrate me if she finds out what you're doing right?" he pointed out, not soundign so worried as he should be. He's been threatend more times than he could count, and more than half of all those time gotten punished for it. In other words, he wasn't ever gona stop.
Giving her a last michevious smirk, he gave her a mock bow before turning his back to her to leave.
"Let me know when you're thinking on doing something stupid~"

She gave him an amused look, "You're not really worried of my mother now are you?" She asked him with a small smile. At his other words though she frowned, "Like what?" She asked as she tilted her head to the side and stared at him.

He snickerd. "What do you think?" he asked back, smile turning more secretive, colder. "You're a goddess yet without a title, hidig away from your own mother , in the realm of mortals. And of all places you choose to stay in, it's where you'll obvious get in some sort of trouble," he winked. "And already you're decidign to play a little game with the most infamous trickster of Asgard."
He faked a shocked expression as he finished. "Oh my, you might not be so innocent afterall~"

The words hit her more then she would ever admit and she didn't show the hurt on her face before she shook her head. "Or maybe I wanted to see if the Trickster was really what all the stories say about him." She said evenly before she started to walk off.

He raised an eyebrow at this, dropping his little act for a moment as he stared at her back as she started to walk off. Guess he misjudged her slightly. And the nerve of her... Loki wasn't sure if he was either taken aback or just a little pissed off.
All the same, this earend ehr a few points in his book.
"That depends on whish of the stories you've heard," he replied, appearign infront of her. "The ones where I'm crude, selfish, insensitive?" he smirked again. "You've gottn your proof for that, Why so disapointed?"

She jumped a little bit when he jumped in front of her and just gave him a blank look as he talked to her. "Who said I was disappointed?" She said quietly as she tilted her head up to look at him. She should have been expecting that he was like the stories but something told her that there was more to Loki then met the eye....that was what bothered her. "You're not all what the stories say...are you?" She asked eventually before moving past him.

His smirk vanished completley this time. He straigthend up, looking down at her with a blank look, expression void of any emotion.
He didn't stop her this time as she moved past him, just followed her with his eyes slowly, for once not saying anything.
And then a low chuckle was heard.
"Nah, you're right," his voice sounded like his typical playful and secretive tone, but this time it held something else to it. "I'm obviously much more."
He sounded like his usual self, but his expresion stayed empty... "And that's what scares them."

She barely managed to catch the bag and raised an eyebrow at him, "I'm not cleaning your dirty laundry or putting it away for you if that's what you want me to do." She said flatly as she held it away from her as if it had seriously wronged her.

She gave him a curious look, "What's in here then?" She asked eventually as she studied it with a wary look on her face. She was curious and besides that it wasn't every day she had an encounter with someone as notorious as the Trickster God.

She glanced back at him, "So what am I supposed to do with this then?" She asked as she turned to look back at him with a raised eyebrow. The whole thing was becoming more interesting by the second but if holding onto the bag made her or anyone else a target she wouldn't hesitate to throw it away.

She quirked an eyebrow at his choice of words before shrugging, "All right fine." She said eventually, she didn't really want to know what was inside it anyway. Probably would be better for her if she didn't know. "I suppose you'll let me know when you need it back?" She asked as she turned to look at him.