<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrj37UBhNk8/T16GnfHs7DI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NuVVaNxBuTE/s1600/Charlize-Theron-Hot3.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><strong>Name:</strong> Leena Moran<br/><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, R&amp;D Level<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Bruce Banner, Thor</span></span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><em>Loki...</em><br/><br/>Eyes of green remained locked upon Thor as he spoke to her, asking her name. Bruce was telling her to help Thor in his endeavors to get in touch with Jane Foster. She was nodding, smiling politely, holding her hand out to Thor as she spoke, dipping her gaze as a shy glow worked across her cheeks.<strong> “ Leena. Leena Moran. I'm an intern.. Mr. Banner... um.. he just took me on as his asisstant...”</strong><br/><br/><em>Loki was free... </em><br/><br/>Turning to give Bruce a nod, she would watch him race off to attempt to to get ahold of Tony Stark. Her attention again swept to Thor, lips curled sweetly, fingers working to tuck still wet tresses behind an ear as she took on a doe-eyed look.<strong> “ Jane Foster? I'm sure she's in the employee directory. She must be important if you... the Mighty Thor.. needs to get in touch with her so urgently. Is she your girlfriend?”</strong>She would blush furiously at this, ducking her head again and turning away from the Norse God, beckoning for him to follow her.<strong> “ I can't believe I said that.  I am ssooo sorry. How embarrassing! I have to admit though if she is I'm thoroughly jealous. Lucky woman! I wish I had someone who thought of me so deeply. There's a computer in here... I'll look her up for you..”</strong><br/><br/>With her back to him, she would sashay down the hall, her hips swaying beneath her clinging skirt, her bare feet silent upon the linoleum. With her back to him, lids would slide shut as she took a deep breath, and opened her mind. Though she could not directly communicate with telepathy, she held a certain deep connection with Loki. Her Master. Her lover. The reason why she had come to earth to continue his dream of ruling. She would open her mind, and send forth images to the ether, hoping he caught them. Stark Tower. Thor. Bruce Banner.<br/><br/><em>I am here Master. I am your will..</em><br/><br/>The flush that was on her cheeks now as she glanced over her shoulder to look upon Thor as he followed was not from shyness now. It was from need. Leading Thor into a side office she would make her way to an open laptop, slipping into the chair, her fingers sliding over the keys quickly. She knew just what to look for, and soon Jane Fosters basic employee information blipped onto the screen.<strong> “ Ah here we go. Her phone number. Here I'll dial her for you...” </strong>Putting the phone on speaker, she would smile amiably as the line at the other end began to ring. She did not offer Thor the receiver, seeming to know he would not be aware on how to use such a gadget. Settling her hands into her lap, she would cross sleek legs, bouncing a naked foot idly.<strong> “ Hopefully she'll pick up. Just talk when she does, she'll hear you...”</strong>