[ It is very possible to run into her. Or at least some part of her. There's a woman in there somewhere, but her features are masked under the miles and miles of crimson hair. ]
As it seems none of us are going anywhere particularly fast, I suppose I do.
[ And while Medusa is not really in the habit of making friends...they could all use all the friends they can get around here. But that thought only makes the movement of her hair more agitated for a moment, long ribbons curling around her legs and her arms before it subsides into the massive cloud at her back once more. ]
lights down low
As it seems none of us are going anywhere particularly fast, I suppose I do.
[ And while Medusa is not really in the habit of making friends...they could all use all the friends they can get around here. But that thought only makes the movement of her hair more agitated for a moment, long ribbons curling around her legs and her arms before it subsides into the massive cloud at her back once more. ]