Castle in the Mist

There was just something about storms that Doppelganger enjoyed. Perhaps it was the fact that it had been raining much like this when she blew the Croft Mansion to pieces for the hell of it, or the fact she had emotionally wounded her original by killing a friend right in front of her. Of course it could have been for a mundane human reason. Whatever it was, she found herself enjoying the view from where she sat near the courtyard, lounging with her legs crossed as a proper lady would while she rested. Those things were never lost, were they?

She was bored, plain and simple. There was only so much she could take of watching human drama playing out in the open. So many of the humans were emotional little things; slaves to their hearts. None of it was ending well for them. The couple she had seen were loosing it, becoming tired and disheartened and doing awfully stupid things.  It wasn't enough that they were trapped in an ancient looking place with monsters lurking about. Not that she minded it either. Helheim was pretty much the same, only the fountains there could kill you and the shadows replaced by thralls. But for those silly minded humans, they needed even more to worry about and try to survive from before they were satisfied.

Tilting her head back, Doppelganger sighed and closed her eyes. Perhaps those shadows would lurk around soon and trying to have another go with her. Given her ability, there wasn't much they could do to really capture her at the moment.