dear_mun | On being put in The Love Hotel

Some chains are more difficult to break than others.

[ There's a hint of muscles moving under her mask, maybe she's smiling? It's hard to tell ]

Not when you have allies with tools at their disposal.

Is that what you have underneath your insults and threats?

Have I laid insult on you? [ Her brow raises and her tone is somewhat mocking ] I was unaware that you were so sensitive to my quick tongue. [ There is innuendo in her voice, but it's subtle enough to be missed if Loki paid it no mind. ]

It sounded as such.

And your tongue is yet to catch me.

[ There appears the shape of a smile under her mask at that last comment. ]

Wiley, sweet half-God, half the fun is in the pursuit.

[ Whether Loki should be pleased or horrified but Mileena is certainly taking a shine to his attitude ]

The next time an Earthrealmer sees it fit to chain you, and for whatsoever reason those chains truly bind you, you will call on me and I will devour them for you for free.

You sound like you have some special powers.

[It would take quite a lot to horrify him and he is increasingly interested.]

What is your name?

[ She enjoys introducing herself, especially to someone who gives her positive attention. Despite all of her psychotic tendencies, Mileena still feels loneliness, abandonment and insecurity. At times.

Regardless of some hesitation, Mileena decides to reveal her whole face to speak now, pulling down her mask her voice is much clearer and her vicious, diamond sharp teeth are now on display. ]

I am Mileena, true empress of Outworld*! Gifted with abilities the fools from Earthrealm only dream of!

[*Outworld is a little bit like Hel/Hell, it's another realm/dimension of all sorts of freaks like Mileena.]

[Loki narrows his eyes slightly as he takes in her appearance but doesn't seem particularly bothered by it.]

Earthrealm? It is known as Midgard where I come from.

I am Loki, a prince of Asgard.

But you already seem to know something about me.

[ Some small, dark, hidden part of Mileena is rather pleased that he doesn't reject her appearance, call her a freak, a monster or a failed experiment. She is smiling, but it is quite hard to tell with the mask down (her tone if nothing else will show she's at least somewhat contented). ]

In Outworld we call it Earthrealm, a place of plenty, squandered to the weak.

Earthrealmers speak of you, of deeds you committed in the past, you garner interest in Outworld. We cannot venture to see the Elder Gods, but we know you are watching. [ There is something somewhat primitive about Mileena, referring to the realms and their occupants, she seems to have the idea that Asgard houses Outworld's Gods ] Others call blasphemy! They believe the Elder Gods have forsaken us, I and mine know this is not the case.

[ Her lips part slightly, hinting at the layers of shark-like teeth and the small, very human-shaped tongue, in her mouth. ]

I pick the flesh of the heretics from my teeth.

[He smirks, pleased also.]

So tell me more about yourself and your kind.

I am like no other. I am the blend of a princess and a beast. Half Edenia, half Tarkata. I possess the grace of my sister and the brutality of those half-demons.

[ She pauses for a moment for effect. ]

And as for what I can do? I am skilled in combat; I dance in the blood of my enemies and devour their flesh.

[ She conjures two sais, one in each hand, with twinkling burst of pink-coloured smoke. She twirls them once between her fingers ] With weapons, or-- [ and with a similar poof of smoke they disappear. ] --without.

You are very talented then.

So you like being so unique?

Talented with more than weapons, let me assure you.

That sounds intriguing.

On being put in The Love Hotel - in chains

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