Frigga of Asgard (asgardsqueen) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2021-11-20 16:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, shadow moon (wasgiventhemoon), ~2021 november, ~~frigga (asgardqueen) |
Who: Frigga and OTA
Where: The Den
When: Saturday Night
What: Exploring
Status: Ongoing and open
Warnings: TBD
Frigga had been here for a bit now and she wanted to learn more about this land she had found herself in. So, she had decided to head out and have a nice look around. She had heard about this one club that many people frequented, so she had found herself a human dress that would allow her to blend in, and then once her hair and make up were done she made her way out of the house she shared with her son. Fortunately for her she has Asgardian genes and she still looked very good for her age, so she was able to blend right in even in her current attire as she moved down the street. Though she did get what the humans might call a few oglers. When she finally made her way into the club she looked around and noticed that her dress was the perfect choice. She seemed to fit right in with everyone else there...at least as far as attire went. After a few moments of getting her bearings she began to move around the club, making sure to keep her eyes open for any threats....as if her abilities would alert her of them long before she had to worry about them. Finally she made her way over to the bar and ordered herself a glass of wine, wondering if it would taste similar to the wine in Asgard. Of course she didn't hold out hope on that one, because this was a very different place. As she took a sip of the wine she allowed her eyes to roam around the club again. Now this was something that she could get used to. For the first time in quite some time she didn't have to worry about constantly doting on Odin. Here she was on her own for the most part. As he took in the sight of some of the men she found herself wondering what if in so many ways. She found herself wanting to get to know some of these men to see if things could have been different for her in some ways. Oh she would never dream of going back in time to change things, because then she wouldn't have her sons. But if this was the direction her life was meant to take then perhaps she was meant to meet some of these men. |