Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-35961123-20181122142002/@comment-34369352-20181125102222

The girl's maniacal giggles echoed throughout the warehouse.

"Would you like some more tea, dear Cheshire?" The girl clinked cups with another floating cup she was controlling in the air with her magic.

"Hm? Oh, you really think I would stop talking to you just because of some hooligan's gibberish? Nonsense! You are certainly very real to me!"

Having already stolen the Aether from the dark elves and stolen the soul stone from the shrine (She made someone else sacrifice someone they loved to acquire it, but she never actually used it anyways, she just kept it), she is looking on gaining more stones.

But of course, a break always helped.

Well, at least her definition of break.

Which is stalking/messing with the Avengers or Guardians of the galaxy or drinking tea.