Re: Valkyrie | The Doctor
Valkyrie knew about Nazis. She also knew about those who thought they were the only ones fit to rule any universe; her jaw tightened at the thought of it. She took a deep breath and looked at the woman again. The doctor. The woman had said it earlier, but Val had thought it a profession not a name.
“I see.” She didn’t, not really, no completely, but she wasn’t at a place to argue. Accepting the situation seemed more prudent for the moment. Probably. “Doctor, or Thirteen then.” That was only slightly better as a name, but she couldn’t judge, having once been “Scrapper 142.”
“Valkyrie.” It was the name she’d accepted, a title and now a name. How they got their names were no doubt very different, but they were theirs all the same. She offered her hand this time for a proper shake.