It seemed like they both talked like something out of an old school play. It was kind of grating to hear for too long, although the blond did it far more than the dark haired one.
"So...you're the thunder god and you're the trickster...shouldn't you be the one encouraging chaos, not fighting against it? I'm confused." She figured that the old Norse myths weren't exactly right. Hell, humans couldn't get ANYTHING right that they wrote down on paper. She was curious what a trickster god was doing fighting along side all that was good and pure that was Thor. Weird.
She didn't have much time to think on it, though. She was blasted back with another hit of magic, but now that she knew what they could do, she was a little more prepared for it. It knocked her back, but not down. She managed to shake it off, charging at the both of them and sending them flying back. This was getting old, and it needed to end soon.
She figured that it would be easier to go for the blond first. Magic was tricky, after all. She might need to see a little more of what he could do before she went for Loki. She moved toward Thor, who was on the ground, sitting down on his chest. "So...I'd LOVE to pummel you with that hammer, but I know only you can lift it...guess my fists will have to do..." She then started swinging, beating upon Thor's head and chest as fast as she could with her small fists, although each would feel like a small hammer slamming into him, more likely.