[hr][hr][center][b][h3][color=#a81a75]Runa Johansson[/color][/h3][/b][img]https://i.postimg.cc/7YrrpX7R/moodboard-Runa.png[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Hotel Valhalla - Floor 21 -> Runa's Room -> Hall
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa was happy with the team she was assigned to - as happy as she could be given the circumstances. She trusted Nadia and Klara - Nadia was very sweet and Klara seemed immensely capable, probably since she had been dead for centuries. Runa still couldn't quite wrap her head around the idea that after failing so epically earlier that day that she had died, she was now the prime candidate to save the universe. It felt like a sick cosmic joke - akin to when the kids in school would invite her to a party, only to throw eggs at her the minute she arrived with glee. Was that going to happen when they went looking for Balder - would the others in the hotel pop up and egg them? 

	[color=#a81a75]"I'll... I'll go get some clothes then,"[/color] Runa said quietly with a nod. She didn't want to intrude on Klara's personal space. And having a minute to breathe in her room - it didn't really feel like hers - would be nice. She tried to force a smile but she couldn't quite manage it as she retraced her steps to her assigned room on the floor. Inside, she found what looked to be the closet and she threw a few outfits into a bag. She didn't want to bring too many, as it would be too much to carry and would just slow her down. Everything she picked was black of course - she even found a pair of fishnet tights that would go fantastically with some denim cropped shorts. She dared a slight smile looking at everything in the closet. She loved clothes. 

	She then left the room, not too sure how exactly she was supposed to lock it, before awkwardly rejoining Klara and Nadia in the hall.