Loki walked the streets aimlessly, her cane tapping lightly in front of her, warding off anything in her path. She walked straight ahead, not bothering to weave through people though she could hear them walking in front of her. It would be easier for them to dodge her than it would be for her to dodge them. Someone wasn't paying attention, however, and their shoulders banged together.
"Hey, dumb ass, watch where you're going!" He snarled, enraged by the small damage he had taken. Loki scowled and looked back at his general direction, but didn't bother giving him a response. This seemed to anger him more, and he followed her, growling, "What, you're not going to apologize to me?" He dropped a heavy hand on her shoulder to turn her around, but she swatted it off an instant later.
"Go to hell," she snarled at him, turning slightly so her back wasn't facing him anymore. She listened to his movements, waiting to see if he would dare strike her.