[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/7eBfSNo.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Nearing Baldur's Hall
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa nodded, agreeing with Mary's statement. Her father's halls really were beautiful, largely thanks to the expertise of her mother. Nanna could have been the Goddess of Interior Decorating in addition to Joy and Peace. Runa was somewhat distracted though, namely by the appearance of more red mist, swirling chaotically around them. She arched an eyebrow as the fog dissipated quickly, revealing her brother. Her eyes darted over towards Marygold. She had already more or less come to the conclusion that her brother was involved in all of this - and she wanted to protect him, just as much as she wanted to stop him. 

	If she could convince him in private to stop, she could help him get rid of the evidence and prevent him from having to go on trial in his own court. He probably didn't even realize what he was doing - he was noble and just, he was the very best of Asgard, he wasn't one to throw around destruction and ruin. [color=#a81a75]"It has not been so long since I have left, brother,"[/color] Runa reminded him. To an Asgardian, the entire lifespan of a Midgardian was the blink of an eye. [color=#a81a75]"This is my brother, Forseti, God of Justice and Reconciliation,"[/color] she said, making introductions. She left out the fact that her brother was also the God of Retribution. [color=#a81a75]"Brother, this is Marygold of Midgard - a warrior and a friend."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Palace
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy[hr][hr][/center]	[color=cc33ff]"We don't have nearly enough alcohol for this to be a party,"[/color] Guin pointed out, glad to see some more familiar faces - especially ones who were able to throw werewolves around like rag dolls. Unfortunately, the werewolf was pretty durable (and still wearing armor, a point that made Guin jealous, as she would have [i]loved[/i] to have her armor on her at the moment). Edus (whose name Guin snickered every time she recalled that it rhymed with a certain part of male anatomy) did his magic, surrounding the werewolf with a bubble. She raised an eyebrow as the werewolf fought back, pounding against the bubble cage, and cracks appeared. Before she could let out another quip however, a beam of red light shot out, accompanying a [i]massive[/i] shockwave. 

	And then Guin couldn't see a single thing.

	She couldn't hear anything.

	She couldn't feel anything. 

	She couldn't smell anything.

	She couldn't taste anything. 

	She had heard about sensory deprivation chambers, largely from some of her old schoolmates' parents insisting on their health benefits. She had always thought that the concept was stupid - now she realized it was [i]terrifying[/i]. [color=cc33ff]"What...."[/color] Guin didn't know if she had actually said anything. She didn't know if she had screamed or whispered. She didn't know if there was anyone there with her or if she was all alone in this void. For all she knew, she could've somehow fallen off of Asgard. Maybe she was dead. 

	She tried to force herself to take a deep breath, but she had no idea if she did. She didn't know anything her body was doing. That raw fear and anxiety drove her, as she scrambled with a way out of this situation. She vaguely knew that telepaths could project their minds out of their bodies, taking on astral forms - almost like Carolina could. It was one way to know where she was - to test if this void was really it. Guin concentrated, doing her best to focus the totality of her telepathic powers, and it [i]worked[/i].

	She stepped outside of her body, appearing like a lightly glowing purple hologram more or less to everyone else. Guin's anxiety faded for a moment. She could see her body, still on Asgard, still in the Throne Room. Her anxiety then spiked. [i]What was wrong with her senses???[/i] [b][color=cc33ff][i]"Hey everyone, not to be alarming, buuut it seems like my body decided to just crash. Like I can't see or hear or feel or sense anything. If there's a magic cure for that, that would be aweesome and would help stave off my inevitable panic attack. If not, I'll just... go tell Obi Wan Kenobi he's my only hope?"[/i][/color][/b]