Paradigm

Loki paced slowly and patiently in the cell that Director Fury had "placed" him in. Oh, but he wanted to be here to see it all go down. He could not wait to watch this whole place fall apart at the seams but he also wanted to appear restless to those who were watching him. They would not continue to watch him forever though and soon he grew tired of the little game and settled down on a cold metal bench. He laid his head back on the glass and closed his eyes for a moment. It had been a while since he could actually rest even though everything was going as planned. After almost an hour he barely started to drift off when he heard the door to the detention block slide open.
He ever so slightly opened his eyes and glared in the direction of the noise, expecting it to be Fury again or one of Stark's annoying team or some other SHIELD agent. To his surprise and amusement there was a lone girl coming down the ramp who seemed to be paying him utterly no mind at all. She was obviously way too young to be here with raven black hair tied up in a bun and funny little black rimmed cat's eye glasses. The girl wore a pair of light blue baggy jeans and a grey cardigan that was at least two sizes too big for her buttoned up as high as it would go. The shirt underneath it was simple and white and she was wearing nothing at all to protect her feet.