Flirting With Mischief

The hours went by quickly on Midgard, too quickly for Zamera's liking. She woke up around eight in the morning and now it is seven at night. Tony's party is in full swing, guest arrived about an hour ago and they are still pouring in. Thankfully Pepper was able to get Tony to rent a venue for the night, a New Years party at his house would've been a mess. Of course, Tony can't be like normal people and rent a normal place, no. Tony rented a castle, the most beautiful castle Zamera has ever seen in her life. Tony rented the place for three days and two nights, that's two days and two night of partying with a day to clean up. Zamera was looking forward to the party, she knew is was going to be the talk of the town for a while to come.

There was a catch to the party, since it was being held at such a fancy and historic-like place there was a dress code. Not just any old dress code, more like a dress theme really. The males were to be in tux's and the females were to be dressed in floor length dress or ballgowns. Each needs to wear a mask, Tony's reason? A masquerade ball of sorts, one that Zamera was screaming on the insides about. She loved dressing up and doing over the top things with her hair and make-up. After all she is a make-up artist and hair stylist.

Standing alone on the side, Zamera watched the guest dance around on the wide open floor. The live orchestra played an upbeat tune that bounced off the stone walls. Zamera took a sip of her wine and giggled when she saw Tony Stark himself pulling Pepper away from some people to dance. Looking around the room Zamera tried to guess who was who in their masks, some people she knew right away and others she had no idea. While looking around Zamera spotted a tall blonde hair man who hid his face with a red and gold mask. He looked very familiar, though Zamera couldn't tell for sure from the man's profile. The man laughed at something someone said and he turned his head knocking back the champagne in his glass.

He spotted Zamera, standing alone and he smiled. Excusing himself the man made his way to Zamera and he bowed low when he reached her. “Lady Zamera, you look breath taking this evening.” Zamera smiled at the complement, but more so because of the voice. She knew that voice anywhere. “May I have this dance?”

Zamera took the mans out stretched hand and giggled, “I would love to dance with you Thor.” Thor smiled while and easily swept Zamera off of her feet as he pulled her close and headed to the center of the dance floor. With her hand in his and the other on Thor's shoulder, Zamera took the time to admire Thor up close. His blue eyes were filled with joy, his face flush with color, no doubt from the amount of alcohol he had been drinking, but over all he was happy and enjoying himself. “Have you been enjoying yourself, Thor?”

“Indeed I have! This castle is very fine. I did not know that Midgard had such things,” Thor admitted and Zamera smiled.

“We have a lot of things here that would surprise you.”

“Do tell.” As they danced Zamera told Thor of the seven wonders of the world, she spoke of the many advancements that were found in medicine as well as art. Thor happily listened to her every word and he made comments where he deemed necessary. “Tell me more about this...New Years. I do not quite understand the reasoning behind it.”

“Truthfully Thor. We do this because our kind likes to party and have fun. This is our way of celebrating time simply because we are still alive. We take this day to welcome the new year and welcome a better chance at life. With each year that passes more and more things happen. Some events we try to forget and others will stay with us for the rest of our lifetime.”

“I think I will enjoy this new year. I am honored to be apart of it,” Thor smiles and Zamera giggles nodding her head.

“We are all honored to have you with us. To be able to call you a friend is more then any of us could have asked for.”

“We are friends?” Thor questioned and Zamera smiled.

“Do you see us as something else?” Thor smirked and stepped away from Zamera when the song ended.

“Come. Let us get another drink and converse.” Thor offers his hand to Zamera and she takes it. Thor leads her off of the dance floor, but not without looking over his shoulder. He sees his brother hidden within the crowd and he smirks.

“What would you like?” Zamera asked Thor once they arrive at the bar.

“What would you recommend?”

“May I have two Sex on the Beach, please?” Zamera asked and Thor's eyes twinkled at the name of the drink. Zamera looked up at Thor and smiled, “Yes, it is as good as it sounds.”

“I do hope so...” Thor wraps his arm around Zamera's waist and she leans into him. “Your dress. Is it common for there to be so much flesh on display?”

“On Midgard, everything shows flesh and if not flesh then you can see a lot of our curves. Now and days not a lot it left to the imagine.” Zamera explained and Thor nodded his head.

“I like it. This dress it suites you,” Thor complemented and Zamera blushed. The bartender sets the two drinks on the bar top and Zamera picks hers up. Thor does the same and takes hold of Zamera's hand, “We should have more room.” Thor leads Zamera through the crowd and finds a place with less people around to stand. Together Thor and Zamera drink, talk and laugh. Thor brushes a strand of Zamera's hair out of her face and tucks it behind her ear. “Have you been courted by anyone?”

Zamera laughs and shakes her head, “I'm too busy to give anyone the time.”

“Such a beauty on Asgard would be courted by many.”

“I'm sure you have quite a few of followers in Asgard, am I right? A handsome man like yourself shouldn't have any trouble getting the ladies,” Zamera teased and Thor laughed. Thor turns his head to the side and smiles.

“Brother!” he announced and Zamera's eyes widen. Turning around fully, her breath catches in her throat when she sees Loki. Loki glared at Thor and Zamera bite her lip, “You came! What do you think of this all? It is great is it not?” Thor ignored his brother's glare and laughed patting his shoulder. “You remember Lady Zamera? Come and chat with her, she is full of wonderful knowledge!” Thor knocks back the rest of his drink and walks off leaving Zamera and Loki alone.

Loki stares down at the women in front of him and scoffs, “And here I thought pretty words meant nothing to you.”

“I don't know what you mean.” Zamera stated and raised her head to look Loki right in his eyes.

“You blush like a hormonal little girl from the way he touches you...” Loki hissed and Zamera raised her eyebrows.

“I'm sorry, but last time I checked I'm-”

“Last time I checked only harlots blushed from another man's touch,” Loki seethed and Zamera's eyes widened in shock.

With pursed lips Zamera stared at Loki in disbelief. She clicked her tongue and nodded her head, “Goodbye Loki,” Zamera whispered and walked off.

“Do not walk away from me,” Loki growled and followed after Zamera with rage in his eyes. Reaching out, Loki grabbed Zamera's wrist and like lighting she turned around and slapped him across the face. The sound echoing throughout the room, cutting the music and putting all eyes on Zamera and Loki.

“Do. Not. Touch. Me,” Zamera spit out, her words laced in venom and her eyes misting with tears. Loki looked at Zamera in shock and let his hand fall from her wrist. “I hate you Loki Laufeyson.” Loki made no move to go after Zamera as she turned on her heel and stormed off. Loki watched her go, his eyes full of remorse, maybe he let his jealously get the best of him. Feeling the eyes of everyone on him, Loki quickly regained his composer and ran a hand through his hair. With an arrogant sniff of his nose, Loki lifted his head and searched for his brother. Finding Thor standing with the Iron Man, both looking at Loki with disappointment in their eyes, Loki narrowed his eyes before he walked off in the opposite direction that Zamera went.

Notes

Zamera's outfit

Loki's face after Zamera slaps and yells at him.