Smoke + Mirrors | B. Barnes

Three

"I came here to work, not to fornicate."

Entering her room the Goddess found a large bed, a writing table, a wardrobe, and a washroom. Placing the clothes she was wearing into the wardrobe she walked into the washroom, turning on what she assumed to be a standing bath she let the room fill with steam. As the steam encased her she walked around the room placing enchantments of purity and good fortune around the washroom. Stepping into the hot water she stood scrubbing her body and hair. After a while she stepped out and dried herself.

Hearing a knock, Octavia called out asking who it was.

"Lady Octavia, it is I, Thor, I have brought you fresh clothes." He called into the room.

Opening the door to allow Thor into her room she thanked the God.

"Lady Octavia, I feel as though I should inform you that the people of Midgard tend not to allow people into their rooms while they are not clothed. I made the same mistake a while back." He chuckled.

"I shall keep that in mind Prince Thor, but we are both from Asgard and I am not intending to have sexual relations with you." She said dully.

"Noted." He smiled again. "May I ask a question Lady Octavia?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever smile?"

"I do, I just have not had a reason to smile around you." She smirked.

"Fair enough, I shall hope to see you tonight to play mortal human games." He smiled.

"You shall Prince Thor." She spoke.

Later on the evening when Thor came to ask her to game night she followed suit. Entering the large room with sofas and a small table, she spotted many people. The men she recognized as the Man of Iron, Sam Wilson, Clint and Steve Rogers. There was a red headed woman, a brown haired woman, a young boy, a dark, long haired man, and a purple man.

"Friends! This is my friend Lady Octavia, Goddess of Witchcraft and Mystery."