Aug. 30th, 2012
modern man is not for me
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Midgardian museums are such curious things. There are worse punishments, she supposes, than being torn from one's home and stripped of one's powers. At least she is unharmed and kept under Thor's close watch. He does care for her in spite of, well, everything. But that is the way of the Thunderer, isn't it? If only she could reciprocate such affections in full.
So here she is, the Lady Sigyn, wandering up and down the hallowed halls of the natural history museum, skirt swinging, heels clicking. There is much that she still does not know, but at least there are those who are willing to lend a helping hand.
The cave man behind the glass attracts her attention and she tilts her head to the side, arms folded, looking him over. "Prehistoric," she reads out loud. "Before history?"