"Thank you." Valkyrie replied, admittedly caught off guard with the scenario she'd found herself in. Not with the situation itself, but the company. The question of whether or not Loki entertained was obvious from the beginning, whether she saw the faces of his visitors or no.
This woman was a far cry from the Grandmaster--in the best way. A pretty, welcoming face. An hourglass figure that she clearly knew how to use. Good manners. Far less glitter.
Raising an arm to make herself at home in the threshold, she leaned into it. "Call me Valkyrie. What may I call you?"
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Date: 2018-11-19 07:05 pm (UTC)This woman was a far cry from the Grandmaster--in the best way. A pretty, welcoming face. An hourglass figure that she clearly knew how to use. Good manners. Far less glitter.
Raising an arm to make herself at home in the threshold, she leaned into it. "Call me Valkyrie. What may I call you?"