Black Balloons

Medusa · 05-01-2023, 09:25 PM

Lurid explained the pack she had claimed was abandoned, and Voodoo, despite losing (for Medusa had watched the fight) had decided to join. She supposed she couldn't judge the woman too harshly, all things considered. But Medusa had a deep distrust for the Klein family, mostly those that followed Recluse. There was only maybe a pawful of Recluse's former followers that she got along with, but the rest of them? They could rot for all she cared! "Voodoo & Lurid fought a good fight! Medusa watched the whole thing!" She exclaimed, praising the battle that led to the making of Mirovis. She flashed a grin as she followed Lurid through the ship, listening to her explanation of Mirovis. It seemed the pair and their ideals were pertty similar if you really got down to the nitty gritty, though compared to Mirovis' way, Insomnia's was probably more chaotic. There was order, sure. Medusa made sure of that to the best of her ability, but the wayward souls that Insomnia attracted were wildly unpredictable. Even herself. She could switch from what she was doing now to something unrecognizable in the blink of an eye if she felt threatened enough. But she wasn't afraid of Lurid, no. She liked her quite a lot, and she liked what Mirovis stood for.

"Medusa likes this place, it is a good place to call home. If Medusa didn't have past attachment to the Tar Pits, she would have made this home. But also, Medusa doesn't like the cold much, so it is a better place for Mirovis." She nodded firmly. She considered all that Lurid had told her so far, and although Medusa was 50/50 on most things, she was considering a friendship of sorts with them. After all, a pack like this from what she was told, wouldn't be faking being as dark as she said, right? She could tell there were no goody-two-shoes sort here. So maybe..."What does Lurid think of slaves and prisoners?" She asked nonchalantly as she peered over the edge of the ship.

"Medusa"

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