@nightlywerewolf
Well, bloody hell. That was certainly interesting. Elsa was no strange to different dimensions. She was a frequent visitor to the Darkforce Dimension and routinely dispatched monsters. The multiverse was something she knew about, but people didn’t often discuss variants of her with her. Lounging on a sofa in Bloodstone Manor, Elsa toyed with the Bloodstone absentmindedly. She often forgot about its presence, but moments like this reminded her of how dependent she was on the stone.
“So, you and me are, what, friends?” She didn’t speak to her relationship with the Jack that she knew. “And she just got the Bloodstone? That’s quite a shame. Lot’s of time lost and what not.” Straightening, Elsa planted both feet on the ground and leaned forward to brace her forearms on her thighs. “Which brings me to my final question: what the bloody hell do you want with me if you’ve got an Elsa already?”