"You did very well today, I daresay you gave even my dear brother a run for his money. All that power and you don’t even need the hammer to control the elements.
What a woman indeed. You certainly are…interesting Storm.
You are positively divine…Ororo.”
Argh. Nervous energy and all for naught. I’m guessing they’ll be up by tommorow, no sense staying up all night for my results.
Um. Nerves attack everyone in different ways. I apparently draw saucy things when I’m nervous.
This takes place between this picture and this one. Based on the events that happened in Asgardian Wars which you can read about here. But you know. I’m still not writing a fanfic here. Nope. Not at all.