Sun in the sky; you know how I feel

who? Ana Adams, her friend Luke McCoy & Loki Laufeyson
when? On a windy day, in a warehouse.
what? A clash of forces


Ana Adams hadn't been home that day. Loki had tried to pay a visit but he found the door locked. It was not that spending time with the young maiden was his number one priority, still the importance to have access to her abilities made him keep an eye on her. He did that through birds, through critters, even through regular mortals. Not all the time, of course. Especially now he had been standing in front of a closed door.

With a soft sigh he turned around again, tilting his head slightly as he closed his eyes. Ana had never been hard to find, traces of her aura were always around...

The god of mischief laced his fingers together and whispered a soft spell. His tall statue seemed to shrink a bit, his dark hair growing out, forming long curls. His face changed into something more feminine, also a bit older, wiser even. The suit he wore made place for black jeans and a tight, green top.

"Found you," he hummed, voice more of a purr than anything else. And in a flash Loki disappeared.

who? Ana Adams & Loki Laufeyson
when? After his failed plan to rule Asgard, before the Chitauri. Travelling through realms, scheming like there's no tomorrow.
what? Snooping around in a bookstore


There weren't many things about the Midgardian dwellings that made Loki actually stop his tracks and turn his head. But the sight of that tiny bookshop, overshadowed by an overpopulated mall, was one that promised something. Knowledge, secrets, at least something that pique'd his interest. Maybe something that could come in handy when it would come to taking back what was rightfully his.

Loki simply shifted through the mortals around him, his image flickering from time to time until he made it to the front door. The corners of his mouth curled up into a small grin when he concluded that he definitely had been right about the place. It held a certain aura all the other shops definitely lacked (in every sense of the word). Maybe it could be something that would be able to work in his advantage, whatever was responsible for this atmosphere.

His long fingers curled around the doorknob before he pushed the door open, a little bell greeting him as he entered the bookstore. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes when he looked around, scanning the place for that one thing that could be the reason for his visit in the first place.

Books everywhere, old ones showed in glass cabinets, others placed on shelves. With a soft thud the door closed behind him as he took a couple of steps further into the shop, eyes focusing as he started to read the titles written on the backs of some books.