I am sure you know what to do... [ota]
Mystique wasn't really sure she wanted to be a part of Loki's little games, but if it came with the incentive of increasing her skill with her powers, then she was willing to risk it. She'd been assured no one would die for this little prank, although she didn't really trust the trickster 'god' as far as she could throw him. Which with her abilities might be a respectable for a girl her size still wouldn't be very far.
Per his instructions, the shapeshifter left the hotel before nightfall looking like the god of mischief, long black, green, and gold coat billowing behind him as he made his way to the strip club. His nose wrinkled as Mystique neared it. And a brothel next door. These were both places Mystique had never had any desire to frequent and yet here she was.
At least the look of mild disgust seemed appropriate for the man she was impersonating. Stepping inside, she looked around the club, moving toward a corner where she could be seen but wasn't likely to have a lot of people coming over to talk to her. Mainly because she wouldn't have much to say. But she was a very good actor, so she'd think of something to say if it had to be more than what Loki had suggested.
Per his instructions, the shapeshifter left the hotel before nightfall looking like the god of mischief, long black, green, and gold coat billowing behind him as he made his way to the strip club. His nose wrinkled as Mystique neared it. And a brothel next door. These were both places Mystique had never had any desire to frequent and yet here she was.
At least the look of mild disgust seemed appropriate for the man she was impersonating. Stepping inside, she looked around the club, moving toward a corner where she could be seen but wasn't likely to have a lot of people coming over to talk to her. Mainly because she wouldn't have much to say. But she was a very good actor, so she'd think of something to say if it had to be more than what Loki had suggested.