<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br/><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 5:19 PM EST<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br/><hr/><br/>Loki was pleasantly surprised, for a change, when the door opened. The girl was truly beautiful for a mortal. Even dressed in rags she had a dark-eyed, smoldering appeal that could not be denied. Apparently even his brother was capable of demonstrating a taste for the finer things in existence once in a great while, and that made his visit all the more delightful indeed.<br/><br/>He allowed himself to stare at her a moment, blue eyes bright and a wide smile threatening to break his furry jaw in two. As she attempted to back away he reached into the hut, gripped her by her arms, and pulled her into a great bear hug that swept the little thing off her feet. Spinning her in a circle around the clearing, he relished the warmth of her delicate curves pressed against him.<br/><br/>“Jane, I have missed you! Every moment you have not been in my arms has been an eternity.” He stopped at the doorway. “A cold and lonely eternity.” Reluctantly, he loosened his hold and let her slide down his chest until she stood on the bent metal step, her face almost level with his.<br/><br/>“And you?” the tall and golden god asked, glancing at his boots as if suddenly unsure. “Have you missed me as well... Jane?” His eyes met hers, shining and full of hope, as he reached for her hand.<br/>