Loki's POV
"Master Loki, the prisoner is trying to escape." A guard informed me. I teleported to the cell where the mortal girl was out of her chains and on the ground. "Trying to escape are you?" I teased. "Maybe, maybe not." She replied. I walked her direction and stopped right infront of her. She didn't react to my movement. "Why did you take me from my home Loki." She demanded. I smirked and said, "Well, you are the only person besides the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D who knows everything about the Avengers and I need that information." 
"Who said I would ever give that information to you Loki?" She retorted. I signaled two guards to chain her back up. The guards advanced on her. But, she fought them off. Leaving me and her as the only ones standing. "You must be crazy to even think that I would willingly be chained back up." The girl spat. With a wave of my hand, four vines wrapped around her arms and legs pulling her tight against the wall. "What is your name mortal?" I questioned her. "My name is Peach." She barked at me. 
I smiled and glided my fingers against her smooth cheek. "You will give me the information I seek sooner or later I am patient and I can wait however long it takes." I told Peach smoothly.