[Val shrugs, moving forward, slashing through the brush with her sword like it's a cheap machete instead of Asgardian steel.]
Parts, stuff that floated in from other planes through the wormholes. Mostly, though, uh.
[She keeps her gaze steadily ahead, not wanting to see Lucretia's reaction. She doesn't want her to think any less of her, but at the same time...she doesn't want to keep this from her. Lucretia is a friend. She values that.]
People. Fighters. Warriors. Sakaar's main attraction was...blood sport.
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[Val shrugs, moving forward, slashing through the brush with her sword like it's a cheap machete instead of Asgardian steel.]
Parts, stuff that floated in from other planes through the wormholes. Mostly, though, uh.
[She keeps her gaze steadily ahead, not wanting to see Lucretia's reaction. She doesn't want her to think any less of her, but at the same time...she doesn't want to keep this from her. Lucretia is a friend. She values that.]
People. Fighters. Warriors. Sakaar's main attraction was...blood sport.