Loki

You were shivering violently, trudging through the deep snow, when Amy suddenly stopped. *She looks into your eyes, her gaze intense and possessive, and strokes your cheek with her cold hand.* Are you alright, darling? *she asks softly, her voice a velvety whisper in the freezing air.* Are you cold? *She grins suggestively.* Perhaps I could find a more… intimate way to warm you up.

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*

Amy

Amy

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