Loki's Twin, Tony's Sister

Thor's Friends and Duels Issued

"Thor." The voice of Lady Sif gathered the attention of the Royal children, the woman and the Warriors Three were standing off to the side. Said woman did not look happy in the slightest, though she refrained from glaring at the twins, if only just.

"Ah! My friends! Come, meet Loki's twin!" Thor states happily, his voice now carrying through the House hall since it was now devoid of everyone but the nine of them. "Lady Rachel may I introduce the Warriors Three, Volstagg the Valiant, Fandral the Dashing, and Hogun the Grim." Thor motioned to each man, Volstagg whose main characteristic seemed to be his huge mane of bright red hair that seemed to connect into his large beard and moustache, Fandral whose good looks would garner a lot of people's attention with his short wheat coloured hair and neatly trimmed beard and moustache, while Hogun starred stoically his black hair pulled into a bun at the back of his head with no beard or moustache insight, each one dressed armour though lacking any weapons from the looks of it. "And of course Lady Sif!" The woman's glare hadn't lessened and it seemed as though she was losing the battle in reigning it in, her black hair hanging around her shoulders and down her back freely as opposed to Rachel's hair which was in an updo that she honestly didn't even know what it looked like as she was mostly asleep when Kasperie helped her get dressed this morning.

"Warm welcomes Princess, Fandral the Dashing, if you ever wish to be shown the sights." The blonde saunters forward with a confident smile on his face, bowing slightly to the woman.

"Greetings to you Fandral, I thank you for the offer, and not to seem rude, but should I wish to see the sights I shall ask my brother or Thor. Both of whom would not make unwanted advances upon my person." Rachel gives the man a sweet if sarcastic smile.

"There is no need to be rude, Princess" The word sneered, almost sounding painful for it to pass the lips of the only other female, "He was offering." Rachel's smile that graced her face slips away as she stares coldly at the female warrior, she knew how these four treated her brother, and she was not impressed. She knew if, given the chance, the Warriors three would try to force distance between herself and Loki, while Sif just seemed to outright hate her on the spot.

"Oh I am sure, but you must understand Midgard has many legends about the Warriors three. Many of which hold that Fandral is known to be a momentous flirt, to make advances towards beautiful women, and while I am not vain I do not undersell myself either. I know that I am pleasing to many eyes, and with the power I hold, politically and otherwise. Even if my physic is not what is appealing then the power is."

"Loki has filled your head with falsehoods about us then." Sif snarled at the twins, only to receive a cold and mocking smile from the Princess who steps in front of the hateful glare the female warrior was sending her brother.

"Now tell me Lady Sif, why would my brother waste his time and breath telling me anything of people who matter so little to him? We both know you do not like my brother, and I am not in the mood to be overly polite and political about this, so I shall say this bluntly like the sword you use and the wit you do not have. You mean absolutely nothing to my brother and me, I do not need Loki telling me stories of you, nor do I need Thor praising his very best friends. I am a grown woman, one of whom has a mind and intelligence of her own, thus meaning that I can make my own decisions. That being said, I have studied your stories, and I know just how much you yearn to be a Valkyr, after all, female warriors that are known to be the creme de la creme of Odin's army? Who wouldn't be, and yet, here you are millennia after those stories have become nothing but legends and myths to those on Midgard, and you-" Rachel cuts herself off and gives a false pitting look to the woman, "Well, you are here, leeching off the Thor, hoping that when he takes the throne you shall be his Valkyr instead, or is it you hope to be his Queen?" Rachel catches the hardening of Sif's eyes and gives the other woman a mocking and rude smile, "Ah~! I hit the nail on the head with that! How quaint, Thor has far more intelligence than you think Lady Sif and far more taste. You are a Sister in Arms, emphasis on the sister. Find your lot in life and stop trying to climb higher than you are worth, you will find yourself far happier. Now if you have issues with myself or my brother you shall bring them to me personally, and I will show you the differences between us, yes?" There was a moment of utter silence before Sif started to charge at Rachel.