After everything she had gone through the past few days, Sif still wasn't sure if she was getting used to being in a man's body, or even whether she liked it or not. It was strange, for sure, and perhaps it would never stop being so. The evidence that this place was rubbing off on her was that at least, she was no longer fretting about being stuck. If all people told her about this hotel was true, she would eventually exit through a door her fair maiden self. Though of course maiden was an erroneous term. There were two reasons that made her anxious for the return of her old self: going back to Asgard as she had vowed to do once a week at worst, and more carnal exploits. After careful exploration Sif had decided that men were lacking in ways to receive pleasure, although as she had yet to find herself a partner to experiment with, she couldn't be sure that her conclusion was completely correct. She doubted it wasn't, however.
Had she the power to, she would make Ruby and Natasha her champions based on their help in this trying time alone. It was curious that her first foray into Midgardian clothing was as a man, but she was growing accustomed to the denim breaches, and she knew to look wonderful in her white sleeveless top and black leather jacket. Ruby had a keen fashion sense, not to mention an eager disposition that pleased Sif. Or perhaps it was the constant compliments on her looks, despite them being the male looks. No, Sif decided, it was her pleasant nature. It was all in one. Ruby was a good young woman, and a good friend.
She was strolling down the hall wearing her new items of clothing, absorbed into these thoughts of her new friends, when out the corner of her eye she saw somebody rushing out a door in a way that seemed oddly familiar. Sif stopped in her tracks, observing how the frankly stunning woman wore ill-fitting clothes and no shoes, and raised an eyebrow. Oh dear, she thought, but not wanting to rush to unwanted conclusions she approached the blonde lady with care. "Pardon me my lady, are you in need of assistance?"
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Had she the power to, she would make Ruby and Natasha her champions based on their help in this trying time alone. It was curious that her first foray into Midgardian clothing was as a man, but she was growing accustomed to the denim breaches, and she knew to look wonderful in her white sleeveless top and black leather jacket. Ruby had a keen fashion sense, not to mention an eager disposition that pleased Sif. Or perhaps it was the constant compliments on her looks, despite them being the male looks. No, Sif decided, it was her pleasant nature. It was all in one. Ruby was a good young woman, and a good friend.
She was strolling down the hall wearing her new items of clothing, absorbed into these thoughts of her new friends, when out the corner of her eye she saw somebody rushing out a door in a way that seemed oddly familiar. Sif stopped in her tracks, observing how the frankly stunning woman wore ill-fitting clothes and no shoes, and raised an eyebrow. Oh dear, she thought, but not wanting to rush to unwanted conclusions she approached the blonde lady with care. "Pardon me my lady, are you in need of assistance?"