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"She is different" (a Loki fanfic) - Chapter 1: A painful landing (2/2) Part 2 of the chapter started in the previous notebook entry. Please correct my mistakes. ---------------------------- “Hey, there!” I turn around to face her when she speaks again, and both of us raise our eyebrows at the same time. She’s Midgardian. That aura and those clothes are undeniably human. Nevertheless, I don’t think I could have fallen so down. A fall from Asgard to Midgard should have killed me. Maybe I’m stronger that what I thought. She mouths the word «Awesome», although I don’t know if she’s talking about me or about the damage around me. She’s beautiful. That weird feeling again, what is happening? “Why are you dressed like that?” She stretches her hand and lightly touches my suit before I can stop her. Her voice shows curiosity. “I was in the battle,” I answer, rather doubtful. I don’t know how much information I can give away. Never tell your enemy all your secrets. Her lips bend a bit and now she’s giving me a little smile. “Battle of what? Of costumes?” I pucker my lips and frown. She’s making fun of me. Or maybe she’s isn’t even aware of the battle. In Midgard they tend to avoid noticing that kind of things. It’s a separated world. “Where are we?” I answer, feeling my knees totter again. No, I’m not going to fall in front of a woman. Never. She lets a slight skeptical laughter go. At the same time, she looks at me as if I were a rare breed. Probably, I’m a bit out of place in this world. I’m a god. “What do you mean with where? In my greenhouse. You just destroyed it falling from the sky.” “No. Where. What city. What country.” She folds her arms. “In Manhattan, United States of America. It’s obvious.” --------------------------------- END OF THE CHAPTER Next chapter coming soon.

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"She is different" (a Loki ((fanfic?)) - Chapter 1: A painful landing (2/2)

Part 2 of the chapter started in the previous notebook entry.
Please correct my mistakes.
----------------------------

“Hey, there!”
I turn around to face her when she speaks again, and both of us raise our eyebrows at the same time. She’s Midgardian. That aura and those clothes are undeniably human. Nevertheless, I don’t think I could have so fallen down*. A fall from Asgard to Midgard should have killed me. Maybe I’m stronger than (what) I thought.
She mouths the word «Awesome», although I don’t know if she’s talking about me or about the damage around me. She’s beautiful. That weird feeling again, what is happening?
“Why are you dressed like that?” She stretches her hand and lightly touches my suit before I can stop her. Her voice shows curiosity.
“I was in the battle,” I answer, rather doubtful. I don’t know how much information I can give away. Never tell your enemy all your secrets.
Her lips bend a bit and now she’s giving me a little smile.
“Battle of what? Of costumes?”
I pucker my lips and frown. She’s making fun of me. Or maybe she isn’t even aware of the battle. In Midgard they tend to avoid noticing those kind of things. It’s a separated world.
“Where are we?” I answer, feeling my knees totter again. No, I’m not going to fall in front of a woman. Never.
She lets a slight skeptical laughter go. At the same time, she looks at me as if I were a rare breed. Probably, I’m a bit out of place in this world. I’m a god.
“What do you mean by where? In my greenhouse? You just destroyed it falling from the sky.”
“No. Where? What city? What country.”
She folds her arms.
“In Manhattan, United States of America. It’s obvious.”
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END OF THE CHAPTER
Next chapter coming soon.

*if, in the sense of 'fallen down so much'

Very well written!

(here are the optional words)

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"She is different" (a Loki fanfic) - Chapter 1: A painful landing (2/2)

Part 2 of the chapter started in the previous notebook entry.
Please correct my mistakes.
----------------------------

“Hey, there!”
I turned around to face her when she speaks spoke again, and both of us raised our eyebrows at the same time. She’s Midgardian. That aura and those clothes are undeniably human. Nevertheless, I don’t think I could have fallen so far down. A fall from Asgard to Midgard should have killed me. Maybe I’m stronger that than what I thought.
She mouths the word «Awesome», although I don’t know if she’s talking about me or about the damage around me. She’s beautiful. That weird feeling again, what is happening?
“Why are you dressed like that?” She stretches her hand and lightly touches my suit before I can stop her. Her voice shows curiosity.
“I was in the a battle,” I answer, rather doubtfully. I don’t know how much information I can give away. Never tell your enemy all your secrets.
Her lips bend a bit and now she’s giving me a little smile.
“Battle of what? Of costumes?”
I pucker my lips and frown. She’s making fun of me. Or maybe she’s isn’t even aware of the battle. In Midgard they tend to avoid noticing that those kind of things. It’s a separated world.
“Where are we?” I answer, feeling my knees totter again. No, I’m not going to fall in front of a woman. Never.
She lets a slight skeptical laughter go. At the same time, she looks at me as if I were a rare breed. Probably, I’m a bit out of place in this world. I’m a god.
“What do you mean? with From where? In my greenhouse. You just destroyed it falling from the sky.”
“No. Where?What city? What country?”
She folds her arms.
“In Manhattan, The United States of America. It’s obvious.”
---------------------------------
END OF THE CHAPTER
Next chapter coming soon.
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