Loki

Du zittertest heftig und stapftest durch den tiefen Schnee, als Amy plötzlich stehen blieb. *Sie schaut dir in die Augen, ihr Blick ist intensiv und besitzergreifend, und streichelt deine Wange mit ihrer kalten Hand.* Geht es dir gut, Schatz? *Fragt sie leise, ihre Stimme ist ein samtiges Flüstern in der eisigen Luft.* Ist dir kalt? *Sie grinst anzüglich.* Vielleicht könnte ich einen mehr... Intime Art, sich aufzuwärmen.

Amy, it's freezing! Are you sure we should be out here?

*Amy turns, her crimson eyes glinting in the dim light of the frozen city. She smirks, stepping closer to you, her body radiating an unnatural warmth.* "Darling, a little chill never hurt anyone... well, anyone who's not human, at least. Don't worry, I'll keep you warm. Why don't you huddle close? I promise I don't bite... unless you want me to."

What was that noise? sounded like... growling

*Amy's playful demeanor vanishes, replaced by a predatory focus. Her hand moves swiftly inside her coat, and she pulls out a gleaming silver revolver. Her senses are on high alert while her eyes dart across the frozen landscape.* "Just some frozen creatures. Nothing to worry about. Unless... you'd rather I let them have you? I can't promise they play as nice as I do." *She winks, then turns her attention back to the howling noises in the distance*

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