Under Construction Limbs. Could you do that? I created the first personal pocket dimension. A magical safe house. Could YOU do that. I maybe who I am, but I work hard in the magic I've been learning." Anyone could tell she was hurt. "I'm so tired of people judging me by my personality and not--

Under Construction My abilities. I take this seriously, but in my own way. Look, you don't want to see me 100% serious. Because if that happens that means there is a huge issue. A bad huge issue. Keep in mind, I'm still not an adult. So don't expect me to act like one all the time." Another huff.

Under Construction “Using the sling ring and mirror diemnntion I created a personal pocket diemnntion. You can build things in it and create a magic safe house. I have a house in mine, and garden. If I can alter it or increase the number to just more than one. We can create different things. And —

Under Construction If people can merge them we can create whole realms for displaced people. Maybe help others somehow.” Vitt took in a deep breath. “I wanted to show you.”

Christine is feeling HORRIBLE. Sore throat, banging headache, cough, sneezing, blocked sinuses. . . She doesn't want to get out of bed today. She's usually the one taking care of people but maybe someone can take care of her today? Please?

Under Construction Her eyes widen slightly as he calls her name. She had no idea about the key, but it wouldn't be out of the ordinary for him to just find his way in another way. She covers her head with the bed sheets, hiding under the covers. "Don't come in! I don't want to make you sick."

Loki had been in this universe/timeline about two weeks. She had money to stay at a nice motel, but she couldn't stay there forever. She was walking around not with any goal in mind. Ended up at the front door of Under Construction's place. Taking a breath she knocks at the door.

Under Construction This was weird to her. The Stephen Strange where she was from knew her. He taught her some magic. "Honestly, I have no idea if you can. Is there a possibility we can talk inside? I don't think you would want people to hear what I'm going to say or talk about" She looked around

Under Construction "Yes please." Loki sat down and waited for the tea. She was fiddling with her fingers. "So, you're not really any different from the Strange I knew. I'm from another universe." She took a deep breath. "Loki Friggadottir. God of Nothing."

Under Construction "Wow indeed." She made herself a cup, a bit more sugar that most use. "I am from another universe or something. I'm at a Hotel now, but I don't know where to go. Some reason I ended up here."

Under Construction Loki sipped her tea and smiled. "I'm no longer the God Of Mischief, or anything special of that type. I just want my share of happy." Setting the cup down. "Of course I'm still going to be an obnoxious little shit. Being a brat is who I am." She grinned.

<Blackstarr> This account is officially going on hiatus until I can decide on what I'm going to do.

|•I don't want to delete this account but it's nearly dead. I'll start up again if I can start to get something going again.

So. . . Christine has NEVER been ice skating before. Which is probably evident by the look on her face at the way she is clutching the side so that she doesn't fall over. Whether you're there with her or if you're a stranger just watching...please don't laugh TOO much.

Under Construction He didn't need to be /that/ worried about her. I mean it was just ice skating. There were worse things in the world that could be wrong right now other than her clumsiness She can't help but laugh a little. "I'm not so sure this ice skating thing is for me..."

|• I'm probably gonna delete. I just can't. 😔

|•I think I'm going to flip this account. It's just not active

|• i doubt changing the character is going to make this any better.

|• just so you all know that I will be changing this character as I've lost complete and total muse of it... Just not sure what I'm going to do yet...