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As they continued walking, Bastet kept her eyes on the other girl. She smiled. "I feel you're different from the others... not in a bad way, you know." She smield.

Blushing slightly at the compliment, the Drake bowed her head softly, hiding her small smile.

“Thank you, ma’am…” She mused with a nod of her head. “Sure you may, if you would like!” She added, raising her head with a cheerful smile.

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jacenheimdallson has found you.

Bastet cocked her head as her lilac eyes slowly looked at the man. She didn't say anything.

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Bastet laughed at her reaction. "Kistina... nice name." She said. "Would you mind if I tagged along?" She liked the girl though there was something strange, unfamiliar about her the goddess couldn't put a finger on what or why. "Might come useful my ability if we meet some of those guys again."

Shivering a at bit herself, the Drake let out a shaking sigh. "Sounds like some of the folks I've met." She said, before adding, "They're not too fun, huh?"

A single hand gripped onto her sheathed, left arm, the Drake looked towards the woman curiously, confused by her manner of speech  "How should you ca--... oh!" She gasped in realization, a flush spreading across her face in a bit of embarrassment  "My name is Kistina... Kistina A. Drake. But, Kistina works just fine, if that's alright with you, Miss."

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Bastet smiled warmly at her. "Men, dear. Creatures of the night. Terrifying, tall people, pale face, long teeth..." She shivered. "Though they had no chance, really."

Bastet was proud that they couldn't bring her down but who could bring down a goddess? Of course, there was someone who could harm her; but that god was dead long ago. "So, how should I call you?"

"Ones...?" The girl chirped out curiously, her face still flushed a bright, pinkish hue from the woman's compliment before. "One what?"

Though she still questioned what the woman was saying, she honestly didn't quite understand what was going on or where she was exactly, she awkwardly nodded to answer her question. And she had been getting so good at not getting herself lost lately! This was sure to slice her record for that, of that she was positive.

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Bastet couldn't help but let a warm smile form on her lips. Was this a mortal? Probably... but then again, why was she here, seemingly lost? That's not exactly the time to walk around.

"Well you're not exactly the ones I used to meet..." She commented then, with a smile. Her small form was a bit misleading, given the fact she could change herself into a tiger or lion at anytime, but still... something told her this girl won't hurt her. Not like most of the people from before... "Are you lost?"

"I... I'm sorry, what?" The girl muttered, hopelessly fumbling through her words. People didn't exactly call her 'beautiful' back home. Obnoxious? Maybe. Meddling? Most definitely  But, beautiful? That wasn't exactly on the menu.

"I-its very nice to meet you, Miss Bastet." She stuttered, still quite flustered. And why she was here? Well, she had been on a mission... and now she found herself quite lost. But, she couldn't bother this woman with her troubles like that, now, could she?

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The goddess let a smile spreading on her face before she answered. "Well... that's quite the story. First that confusion and the mess you and your friends made... then a cat could slip up here, the place, which should be guarded..." She stepped closer but still was too far to him. "I was looking for shelter."

The Tower {starkcitybitch | bastetgoddess}

“Not that I’m opposed to random women waiting for me in empty rooms, but who exactly are you?” Tony asked, waiting for her to turn around and explain herself.

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Bastet smiled at the girl. "Well aren't you a beautiful girl." She accepted her hand, shaking it. "I am Bastet." She said with a nod, with a small smile which ceased soon. "How come that you're here?"

“Welcome.”

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Bastet stood near the window, in her human form, looking down at the city which was half destroyed. She heard about the happenings, though she didn't really care. Looking for shelter became the first priority. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the door opening.

She stayed motionless and didn't say anything once she caught the man's attention.

The Tower {starkcitybitch | bastetgoddess}

Tony walked around the building, trying to avoid people who were trying to talk to him and hand him things. Words could not describe how much he did not want these people in his building, but everyone’s been working overtime cleaning up New York and making sure the public doesn’t flay him alive. Apparently, saving the entire goddamned word isn’t enough. 

Unfortunately, Pepper caught him on his way to the workshop. She gave him some folders marked SC125 and began to ramble on about the ‘day’s schedule’. It was, however, the last sentence that interested him;

“Oh, and there’s someone waiting for you upstairs.” And with that, she walked away. Tony narrowed his eyes in confusion and made his way up to the top floor.

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avengette found you.

"Welcome."

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Bastet took a deep breath. Something was different with this man; he had an aura that reminded her of her long lost brother. But that's impossible; Anubis was dead, so as the others. "That didn't sound convincing, sir." She said with a smile, keeping her lilac eyes on his face, looking for anything which would help her understand why she felt him different. When she couldn't figure it out, she stepped closer to him like a cat, slowly, cautiously. "Though shall I ask where are you headed? May I join you?"

Whatever caught her attention it was a hundred percent true that he was powerful. She could feel it. Couldn't name it, didn't even know why she felt this way, but the way he looked at her... his eyes were wise and even his body looked young, his glance felt ancient. Broken. Lost. Filled with pain. Just like hers.

Friday {lostandconfusedsoul | bastetgoddess}

Thoughts and some memories being triggered only made Loki not pay any attention to where he had been going, and bumped into the other. He was used to bumping into people, just not into people that stopped to apologize or end up speaking to him because of it. It was something he was not used to, so he had almost didn’t even notice that the person he had bumped into turned around and spoke to him.

The young God turned and rubbed his head, brows furrowing as the others question took a long while to actually click within his mind and when it did, Loki was unsure of how to respond. He.. wasn’t lost, persay. He knew where he was. He was in New York City, on Midgard. Where in New York? He didn’t know that one. He had just been walking around aimlessly for hours, trying to figure out what to do, where to go, and how to spend the night without catching the attention of the Avengers in one swift movement. He didn’t need to be thrown into that cage again. Never again should he be put in that cage.

After a long while, Loki realized that he hadn’t even replied and gave the other a small shake of his head. “I.. am not..?” He said it more unsure, but.. he was sure he knew exactly where he was..

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[ Pardon my misunderstanding. Loki has won in this RP, yes? ]

(OOC: In the 'Saviour or Not?' RP? Almost. The Avengers has been turned as Hawkeye was in the movie and some people are, with the wish to be on Loki's side - because, just admit it, there are tons of people who'd join him -, are rebelling against the forces. So just it wouldn't be so... easy. ;D)

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Saviour or Not? {r-u-l-e-r | bastetgoddess}

Bastet was heavily bleeding from her thigh. As she tried to get away in the confusion, a man shot after her, thinking she was with the rebellious forces. Being a goddess would save her from death but she still had limited powers. She never was as powerful as Anubis. Especially physically. The only chance was to get someone who would be good enough to her to save her from the current situation. The supporters of Loki were violent, but those who tried to keep them down was worse. Bastet didn't choose a side, yet. After the Avengers were turned to Loki's side, there really wasn't anyone in his way. He was almost unstoppable. Now all he had to do is to lean back and enjoy the show. She never saw any of them though, just heard the news on the streets. The girl was thinking about changing back to her beloved cat form... but decided not to, given the fact there were plenty of people around them who would see it. She didn't see where she went and suddenly bumped into someone. "I'm sorry..." She whispered. "Please... help... I'm injured..."

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...soon it's going to be twelve, my Liege.

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((Can you guys do me a favor and reblog this if you're interested in RPing something other than sex? I mean...like, if I can start an RP with you without worrying that you're going to be constantly trying to seduce my character or steer the action toward something like that. Friendship is fine, of course. Angst is fine, fighting is fine, etc. Could you reblog if you're more interested in the process and the characters than THAT destination?))

^^^^^^^

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I did, dear. Also, it's not showing up at me either.

ooc; Did someone tag me in something?

It says someone did but it doesn’t show up…

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The Tower {starkcitybitch | bastetgoddess}

Bastet wandered around that big building everyone called Stark Tower. What made it so special? With an eyebrow raised, she decided to slip in. When no one was watching, she changed into the form of a black cat and ran right in.

Getting to the top of the building without problem or anyone noticing - people in there were really occupied with their work - she got into a room from where she could see the whole city. But she still didn't know why it was so special... when she heard someone coming in the room, she raised her head and looked in their direction, sitting on a table.

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Friday {lostandconfusedsoul | bastetgoddess}

Bastet slowly walked on the streets. She adored the way humans bypassed her - she knew they could feel her power. Bastet loved the city and the way it was alive at this time. Almost night, the best part of the day is on its way. She always felt better at night.

As she stopped before a traffic light, someone bumped into her. She turned in their way and looked up; the man was unusually tall. As if her cat instincts were triggered, she raised her eyes on the man. He was different...

"Are you lost?" She asked quietly in her soft voice.