Fandom RP with much shipping involved (Open)

"Hold on, I wasn't meaning to pry. I'm sorry if that's a painful topic, we can avoid discussing it if you wish." He said defensively.

"Tch." Winry gets out of the car and slams the door shut, "Yeah… What ever…" She walks out of the garage, "Do you guys want to see where your staying? If so… Im sorry for the mess and smell…"

"I suppose so." He said, embarrassed.

She leads them to the back of the house to the large shed. She forces the door open, "Alright. Here we are…" SHe walks in and kicks a few auto parts out of her way

(Okay what does it look like?)

( Its like a barn with stalls and all of that but no animals and near the door there are a few piles of car parts. But its not shabby/dirty at all near the stalls and loft. It smells like horses and car oil mixed though)

"Sorry for the mess." She walks past the stalls and climbs the ladder to the loft, sitting on the edge and swinging her legs

When Loki walked in the smell nearly knocked him over. It was horrible, like oil and horse manure mixed together. And it was incredibly messy. He said, voice strained slightly but not enough to notice, "This is fine."

(Brb about 3 min)

(Kk)

( OK back… And just another thing. The stalls are clean… If you know what I mean. The mess stops when the stalls start which is a little ways inside. Sorry you dont have to change anything)
"Eh…" Winry crosses her legs halfway off the loft edge

( OK back… And just another thing. The stalls are clean… If you know what I mean. The mess stops when the stalls start which is a little ways inside. Sorry you dont have to change anything)
"Eh…" Winry crosses her legs halfway off the loft edge

(Referring to all the spare parts is the mess)

(On and off, Sorry!)

(On and off, Sorry!)

Its fine

()

"Eh…" Winry crosses her legs halfway off the loft edge, "It's really not that bad just the first impressions at the door

"It's fine, this works fine." Loki lied, trying to reassure her.

She narrows her eyes, "Stop lying."

"I'm not lying." He said. This time she would believe him.

She narrows her eyes, "I know you are." She snaps.
(Was that a spell thing? If so sorry and Ill rewrite it)

(It sort of was? Half spell half his own wit and cunning.)

(Oh sorry. Then scratch that last one)
Winry narrows her eyes but doesnt persist, "Fine." She looks around at the loft. A few cots where already set up but where covered in dust and dirt. She walks over to them and shakes her head, "Damn…"

Loki waved his hand and the cots were completely clean. "And this is why magic is not a useless major in Asgard."

Winry jumps, lurching away from them. She peers over the edge of the loft, "How did you even know they where up here?"

"Skills." He said.

Winry snorts with a suppressed laugh, "Well what ever…"

"What? Skills be skills."

Winry sighs and backs up again, standing. Her head brushes against the roof of the shed

Loki sits next to her. "So, what do you do to pass the time?"

"Huh? Oh… I usually work down at the town." She crouches slightly and jogs toward the other side of the shed, "So… You said you didnt want to be around Thor… How are going to do that unless we put him in one of the stalls…?"