I'll Fight for You

Ch:3

Days passed and so far livening with the nord wasn't so bad. Tabitha found his attitude ether annoying or charming and His trickery funny. He could probably say the same about her though her tricks never worked. Time he wanted to just shut her up and other times he wanted to sit and just listen. He learned a lot about her. She was twenty two, adored painting and drawing (which he has yet to see any of her works), enjoyed dancing, always wants to sleep in, and has a weakness for candy apples. Tabitha also learned some about him. After doing some research and asking awkward questions. Turns out he was never married never had children. Sigyn, the proclaimed wife; was indeed real but they only dated and the kids were pets he owned. Except the horse he actually nursed the horse after it was left to die from its own mother. He was very smart and also kind in his own way.

"Hey I'm going to work will you be fine on your own?" The Nordic god was snapped from his book. “you okay there princy?"

"I have asked you to not call me that." His lips formed a hard line. "I thought you didn't have to go back?"

"Awww is princy going to miss me?" now she was just teasing him. He sat there looking at her. His mind was in another world thinking of the past few days. She let out a sigh. "Why don't I loan you some clothes and you can come with me? you've been wear your garb these past few days." Gesturing to his clothing. "And you look like you could use a drink."

"Tabi!!!!!!" Lilian attacked her with a fierce embrace. "Oooooh who's your handsome friend here chicka?" Lilian gave Loki a small wink, which he quickly averted his eyes. "The names Lilian, you need anything don't be afraid to give me a ring" she tugged a bit in his hand trying to get him to follow. Loki stayed planted with Tabitha as she snickered.

"What's so funny?"

"Lilian; girl thinks she's the hottest stuff around. Where good friends but as soon as a good looking man comes around she's there flirting and I'm totally forgotten" He waved a hand in front of his face trying to push the smoke away.

"Is that your way of saying I'm good looking?" He looked down to meet her eyes with a mischievous smile. For a moment she felt her cheeks redden.

"What ever you say princy." The music was loud and the smoke seemed to thicken. Luckily there wasn't much of a crowed to fight to reach the bar. There Chester was cleaning a glass, Matt was serving a table and Lilian was chatting it up with her next victim. "Chester! Give me a shot of silver and give him something strong!" Chester looked up and gave her a warm smile.

"Tabi my main girl!" He pulled out a shot glass and a tall glass throwing some ice cubes in the tall one. "Who's this dude?" Loki gave a look to Tabitha.

"He's um..." she looked to a bottle of Jack Daniels "Jack. He's a friend a mine. Visiting from New York."

"Uh yes indeed, it's nice to meet you." The mischief man raised a pale hand to Chester. Which the bar tender gave a firm hand shake.

"So are you like a survivor of that huge attack? Wasn't it some crazy guy calling himself a god that planted bombs everywhere? “Both of them were caught off guard. There discomfort was noticeable. “oh, I'm sorry is that a sensitive topic?" He placed both the cups in front of them.

"It's no worries just a tragic event." The god sipped his drink, licking his lips at the fruity flavor. "What is this? It taste delightful." His companion threw her head back taking her shot.

"Heeeey Tabi! What brings you here?" Matt took a seat next to Loki. "Thought I said take a break dude?"

"Shush I came to check the place out and I wanted to see if my sparring partner was ready to get his ass handed to him on Saturday" the god gave Matt a once over, he looked a lot like Thor without the girly main. He could easily hurt the poor girl couldn't he?

"Hell ya! round two Tab's!" His voice was loud. She pointed her chin to the man next to him.

"Matt , jack, jack, Matt." the two men turned to each other and gave a handshake. "Friend from New York, he's staying with me at Kales house until further notice."

"Nice to meet ya, never met any of Tabitha's friends before. How’s New York fairing after the attack?" The king of lies began his act.

"It's doing well people are starting to get their homes back. Schools are back in session. Everything's getting along fine." Silently he awarded himself, humans still so gullible.

"Nice, so you coming to watch?" The god glanced at the bartender then back at the man beside him. "I'm sure she won't mind right Tabi?" she pushed back some of her brown locks and shrugged.

"I'd love too" he flashed a grin at her; there's no way she could defeat a brute like him. After his tussle with her, he would like to see someone punish her.

"Cool, now I have a audience to watch me kick your ass."

"Bring it short stack!" Matt hunched over the bar while Tabitha stood on her toes. Her size was drastically smaller than him; most likely only reaching about five foot three. They touched foreheads and sounded as though they were... growling?

"As much as I would like to continue this feral assault I and my companion have better things to do." with that she shoved her hand into Matt's face sending him back a bit so she could slide off the stool. Loki found her amusing like this, so feisty. "Let’s go Jack, you can help me prepare." His arm was fiercely tugged pulling him down off the stool. The god was smiling, he enjoyed her like this. She kind of reminded him of lady Sif, she was just more refined. Maybe that's why he enjoyed being with her? Or maybe the years of being locked up made him soft?

He laid there, head back arm thrown over one cushion. Waiting to start her 'training' she had planned today. The house was cold as it normally was, but it was a bearable cold. His eyes scouted the layout around, candles, a TV, a small coffee table covered with magazines, and a sketchbook. He looked over his shoulder; she was still in her room changing. He looked back at it thinking how easy it would be to sneak a peek. The book laid there waiting to be opened. He slid slowly a bit further down the couch till his fingers grazed its boarder. Then it slipped with a loud flapping noise to go with it. His eyes snapped to the hall; she didn't hear it, he was in the clear.

The book was open for his eyes to see. A man was etched in black and white. Lean, rippling with muscles, bald, scars lined every part of his back and arms. It stared at the god over its shoulder. The man’s skin looked to be burning or smoldering away. Who was this man? He looked like he was about to strangle the god through the page. Or if he was going jump out and bash his face in. It looked so evil and demonic.

"Loki?" The nord slammed the booklet shut just as she walked in. long sleeve and sweats, what’s with her and long sleeves? She stood there silently watching him place it back on the table.

"It fell." Not a total lie. He looked up to meet her eyes. They wavered with fear then into a fierce look.

"Come with me, I need a partner." he got up and followed her to the back which was heavily covered in snow. A small path way led to a large shed or a oversized garage. Inside was a small gym, or that's what it appeared to be. One wall hung down wooden swords and staffs the other hung two punching bags. Between the two punching bags was a bench press with weights spread around it. In the middle was padded flooring, just about the size of a small boxing ring. Speakers hung in each corner that all connected to one radio next to the bench press. "Kale and I like to stay fit." she said, her voice was different. It wasn't light and carefree sounding.

Loki looked down at himself he was not ready for any form of work out. He flicked his hand switching back to leather pants and his boots, leaving himself shirtless. Her eyes went over his body, it looks a lot better now with a little meat on his bones. You could clearly see his abs. hopefully worth a good fight.

"Do you fight often?" He decided to try and start a conversation. She was being so odd; it wasn't like when their first met when she was so harsh. No, this was defiantly different. A wooden staff was tossed to him which he grabbed easily.

“It’s a past time hobby of mine, I was told I'm really good and it just stuck. I hope you’re good at weapons." Tabitha also held a staff wielding it much differently than he. without warning she went for a jab. He parried it. She came at him again, this time he dogged. "Fight me back!"

"No!" he caught the staff and tossed it aside. He slammed his into the ground firmly planting it upright. "What is it that you are not telling me Tabitha?"