Loki & Valkyrie (closed - but both will be mingling!)
Loki arrived with the Valkyrie, dressed in a tastefully tight black cocktail dress and heels that looked downright deadly. Ebony hair was swept back over her shoulders, and she kept any adornments to a minimum so she didn't give away her identity. Only a gold cuff on each wrist. If someone figured out who she was, hopefully they wouldn't hit a girl at her brother's housewarming party.
She brought a throw blanket as a gift, made by the village's best weaver. Someone might need it after yesterday's storm, which had Thor's signature all over it. Loki knew it was bad form to talk about it to the other guests or the hosts right now. The mischievous part of her wanted to, but even joking about it might cause another storm to brew.
Getting hit with lightning wasn't fun. Thor's youthful years of learning to use the weather often resulted in Loki's hair frizzing. Which was the reason she learned to keep it slicked back.
"Well, this seems like a lovely party," she muttered in an aside to Valkyrie, smiling a little at the same time. Royal etiquette was useful that way. "Even so, I can't help but wonder what sparked Thor's temper."