First Entrance
The front door opens and a young woman of variable size backs in, voice raised.
“Hank! Have you even seen the size of this place? I didn’t know you could go down... that... I’m pretty sure there isn’t supposed to be anyone else here right now.”
Milliways, Janet Van Dyne. Wasp, Milliways. Try not to shoot each other. Much.
(Mostly) Tinytag: Wasp
OOC: This is me throwing this up and heading directly to bed, but it's open until it scrolls and who doesn't love slowtime?
“Hank! Have you even seen the size of this place? I didn’t know you could go down... that... I’m pretty sure there isn’t supposed to be anyone else here right now.”
Milliways, Janet Van Dyne. Wasp, Milliways. Try not to shoot each other. Much.
(Mostly) Tinytag: Wasp
OOC: This is me throwing this up and heading directly to bed, but it's open until it scrolls and who doesn't love slowtime?