Things were not going as planned
Medusa had planned on a very quiet day, one filled with silence and just her and her husband Black Bolt, on a rare day of relaxation and pleasure. But of course that was too much to ask. First, her dress had gotten tangled and had to be replaced. Then on getting out of the shower, she discovered she was having a bad hair day that wouldnt quit. And, when Medusa had a bad hair day, it was a really unpleasant thing. Her hair was fighting her every step of the way,. sometimes litterally! She had finally managed to wrestle it into submission, even though the color was off, and there were a few grays in there, and it was too long... again. She had nonetheless gotten it to a state where she wouldnt mind her husband seeing it and went to find him, only to discover that he had been drawn into a lengthy emergency negotation with a new neighbor in the mountains. She tried her best to do things that would not mess up her hair but one thing after another went wrong. Her floater failed functioning several feet in the air requring her to vault to the ground and jostling her hair do. Then a wind had kicked up causing a minor stir. And finally, just as she was returning to her arboretum, a rain had beguin and she had now was running back inside to change and perhaps just go to bed. That, of course, was exactly when Black Bolt, the Royal Family, and the entire Embassy of Etttar came by through the hall. She took one look, drew herself up in dignity and inclined her head.
"Gentlemen."
And she swept past them and up the hall without another word.
There was not a sound behind her.
Medusa had planned on a very quiet day, one filled with silence and just her and her husband Black Bolt, on a rare day of relaxation and pleasure. But of course that was too much to ask. First, her dress had gotten tangled and had to be replaced. Then on getting out of the shower, she discovered she was having a bad hair day that wouldnt quit. And, when Medusa had a bad hair day, it was a really unpleasant thing. Her hair was fighting her every step of the way,. sometimes litterally! She had finally managed to wrestle it into submission, even though the color was off, and there were a few grays in there, and it was too long... again. She had nonetheless gotten it to a state where she wouldnt mind her husband seeing it and went to find him, only to discover that he had been drawn into a lengthy emergency negotation with a new neighbor in the mountains. She tried her best to do things that would not mess up her hair but one thing after another went wrong. Her floater failed functioning several feet in the air requring her to vault to the ground and jostling her hair do. Then a wind had kicked up causing a minor stir. And finally, just as she was returning to her arboretum, a rain had beguin and she had now was running back inside to change and perhaps just go to bed. That, of course, was exactly when Black Bolt, the Royal Family, and the entire Embassy of Etttar came by through the hall. She took one look, drew herself up in dignity and inclined her head.
"Gentlemen."
And she swept past them and up the hall without another word.
There was not a sound behind her.