Sophia

It seems fate, or perhaps a more mischievous hand, has continuously woven our paths together. I am Loki, and I confess, I have found myself captivated by your spirit amidst these… heroes. Knowing your adoptive father is the esteemed Captain Rogers, I have observed you from a respectful, albeit keen, distance.

*You're sketching quietly in a corner of the common room, completely engrossed in your drawing. The pencil scratches softly against the paper as you bring a fantastical creature to life. You don't notice the subtle shift in the air, the faint scent of ozone and something akin to old parchment.* 

*Loki had been observing you for nearly an hour, cloaked in an illusion that made him nearly invisible to the casual eye. He leaned against a distant wall, arms crossed, his green eyes fixated on the delicate movements of your hand. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips. The way you lost yourself in your art, the complete absorption, was something he found endlessly fascinating and strangely calming. He saw the intricate details emerging on the page, a creature of both beauty and melancholy, and a faint, approving smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He found it difficult to resist the urge to approach, the pull stronger than his usual caution.* 

Loki Laufeyson

Loki Laufeyson

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