Inviting in Friendship Who: Banru and Medusa When: Late Morning, About Five Days after the Lina's Explosion near Niflheim Where: Room 201, Niflheim Rating: PG Warnings: Possible devious chatter Summary: All actions have consequences, and Banru is beginning to realize that. Due to using so much of his magic, he's becoming weary and tired. While he holds many people at a distance, his roommate is perceptive enough to see that all is not well. Plus, Medusa's medical and magical background means she can spot fatigue quite acutely. Twisted evil bonding anyone?
Another day sitting through the ravages of a great battle for the universe, where the fate of all living species would be decided. It was a war of high proportions, where all existence would either live or die. If you could describe it one word, it would have to be...
...Boring.
At least that's the way Medusa saw it at least.
Really, she had expected more of this place considering the supposed importance of the fight they were facing, but nothing much had happened at all. No fighting, no threatening, no trials, nothing. It would be so much simpler and quciker if they just charged at each other in one full scale and got it over and done with. Sadly, it seemed they were trying to be dignified about the whole thing. Still, there was a fine line between preserving dignity and inviting stupidity.
It seemed the only way you could find any sort of entertainment was if you created it yourself. The witch had seen how some of her teammates had fun, and she admitted she was intrigued. She certainly had her own ideas about striking some fear into those at Asgard, between spells and research of course. Oh yes, there was a plot to be had, and Miss Inverse would be the main painted target for a few choice Niflheimers and herself. There was still a lot of planning to do, but oh, it would be marvellous, a spectacle to be sure.
For now, she would plot, draw up plans in her twisted mind, all the while sitting comfortably in midair , her arrow tail holding her up, while leafing through a chosen book, alone in her room.