Who: Valkyrie & Carol (open to Jake) What: Bunking together When: 20 October (r1d1) Where: 3rd floor, room 17 Rating/Warnings: TBA (Will update as needed) Status: In Progress
The kitchen had been a bust; Valkyrie hadn't really been in the mood to cook and there wasn't much already done, much less a lovely shrimp tower or something to that effect. So, following Carol's instructions, she moved on to what was supposed to be their future shared room. Shared also with some man she had never met, of course, but that was to be expected. This seemed like the sort of place to foster "socialization".
Walking into the bedroom, she noticed right away the pieces of wood that would hopefully form beds at some point, some surrounding Carol. More boxes were around, some unpacked, and Valkyrie rolled her eyes while letting out a heavy sigh. Building New Asgard had been fun at points and extremely frustrating most of the time; this was going to be all of that plus the fact that they weren't exactly here by choice driving the frustration right up.
"Whoa, this place got a forceful makeover." She pointed out, snickering at the obvious scorch marks. "Kinda like all of us I guess. Anyway, how are we on tools? 'Cause I can do many things but building things with my own hands and no tools is not one of them. Yet, anyway."