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Valkyrie (findsherway) wrote in snapthread,

Valkyrie sighed softly, feeling somewhat relaxed in body if not in spirit. She’d been working out tension in one of the better ways with Nyx regularly, seeing different worlds as they did so. It wasn’t exactly clockwork, but it was regular enough. On one of these spar-explore sessions, they’d found clothes that suited Valkyrie, meaning she wouldn’t have to wear any of Nyx’s or wear the ones she’d shown up in until they were threadbare.

This particular session had ended with a quick clean up and change at Nyx’s, with a small pet to the creature that Val knew she was going to have to spend more time with, and then out the door. She had a blue box and Peter to get to know. There was also Doctor Thirteen that Val found very interesting.

Sword strapped to her back; she could leave her other things just lying around. Her blade would not be treated so. New to her clothes, more Terran than not, might have seemed an odd juxtaposition, but everyone in town probably understood.

“Translocation spell, portal, wormhole, any or all connecting...” she wasn't always given to talking to herself, but she couldn’t imagine how anyone could live in a blue box like the one in the square. The same one she was heading towards now. She glanced around; where was this Peter?