[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color] & [color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] New York City alley -> through a portal
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa relaxed, pleased that the Sorcerer Supreme of this dimension believed them - she hadn't been too certain how that would go, what with them having destroyed the greater portion of a city block. [color=#a81a75]"Thank you. Myself and some of my companions are sorcerers in our own right and may be able to help you with the requisite spellcraft,"[/color] Runa explained. Edus and Klara should both be able to assist, although they'd need to find Edus first. At least with Strange's aid, they had a stable place to operate from now and could begin the necessary spells to bring everyone into one spot. That would at least be one of their primary goals - just gathering everyone into one space, so that way they could all go home. 

	Runa stepped through the portal that Strange summoned, noticing what looked suspiciously like her Uncle Thor, his belly peaking out from underneath his shirt. Klara, understandably, was quite confused. Runa was speechless for a moment, not really certain what to say. She wasn't the most vocal of people anyways, but she had more or less felt a need to take on something of a leadership role, at least when it came to speaking with wizards. [color=#a81a75]"...Hello, Uncle,"[/color] Runa greeted, curtseying slightly. 

	Guin went through the portal as well, also pleasantly surprised that Strange hadn't decided to blow them all up - or question the fact that they had accidentally kidnapped someone. [color=cc33ff]"So, you know that girl on the couch? We sorta accidentally abducted her, since she attacked us, we knocked her out, we couldn't leave her on the street because that was dangerous so... Any chance you have a magic spell or something that could send her on home?"[/color] Guin asked Strange, figuring it was best to jump out in front of this one. 

	[color=cc33ff][i]Too bad his name isn't Merlin, it'd complete the little Camelot theme Lance and I have,[/i][/color] Guin murmured idly to Pietro. She didn't really want to think about all of the horrible, fucked up things she had been shown. She wanted to think about anything else. Namely, she wanted to think about funny references and a way to get home - not that in this world, Pietro was a complete psychopath and a murderer. It was one thing to know that everyone had darkness within them - it was another thing to see exactly how that could all play out.