*she reads over the note again, mildly concerned about how sketchy the whole thing sounds when its put in writing* Well...Can't be worse than what I've already seen. *she gets dressed in something slightly formal, leaves a note for James and Meetra and goes to the front of the house to wait for her ride*

This is a little silly, wouldn't the answer just be one of the questions that I send out to my followers?

I'm not much of an autograph person, but I'm hard pressed to think of anything that I wouldn't do for a picture like that one; signed at once by all four of the Beatles.

((Can I offer up a third option? No? Then I do anyway: Tom Hiddleston please))

Yesterday. Without a modern washing machine, seeing as this is 1917...
I don't miss my era, and I know that I"m welcome here, but I feel so...out of place.
Doesn't matter, I know I'd feel out of place even if I were in the present.

I haven't a clue.
Its nice I have a semblance of artistic talent I can use as an outlet; though the stacks of finished canvas at my apartment are getting a little bit ridiculous.

It varies by situation: having a giant man-eating leviathan in the same swimming pool as you would be far too close for comfort, but having someone you love sitting in a room at the same distance would be too far for comfort.

Okay...*confused, she takes it and reads it'* thank you, ((cynth, what's the letter say?))

Last summer I was working (I am again this year) at the bookstore, but for extra cash I was babysitting the boss's kids. I cannot abide children and her kids were EVIL. I also had to watch Sylvia's cat for a week or two but I don't count that as a job because I'm pretty sure at this point he was baby sitting me.
...but the babysitting...children *shivers* Never again.
Ever. Any kids. Any person's kids. And never my own. Ever. *shudder* ((she doesn't count Fenris or Sleipnir, because they're technically grown and not sticky little human toddlers))

They always were seven followed by nine; although it wasn't until much later I realized they both have supernatural connotations

oh I nearly forgot about these....How lovely...

Raf or James...as Loki is not of Earth or human and Meetra isn't a native either.
Both young men have shown and continue to show exceptional bravery despite everything they have and will deal with and still have a capacity to love even after what they've seen.

oh yes would I agree to that.... *hasn't slept well in a year, hasn't slept at all in two days*

*quick glances around to make sure no one's listening* It may or may not have been the first Muppet Movie...

The chance of---.....Nothing does; I have an alarm clock that doesn't stop ringing (loudly) unless you shut it off; so I put it as far from my bed as I can, and that way I HAVE to get up.

Of course. *tries really hard to push the phrase "well worth the death of all living things" from her head*
Then again, with some consideration, you might find that he's not so selfish, either that or not as attached as one would think.
And also, I'm 99% sure this happened in at least one Batman movie -_- and he would have proved you wrong.

I prefer to read. I will never own a kindle or nook or whatever. I like the feel of pages, seeing then get thinner and thinner as you near the end; and its odd but I love the smell of books--old books and new books and so many books have a scent unlike any other one...like spices almost...

Well..... unpleasant, to say the least. Actually that's the biggest understatement i've ever said: its hell on top of what I already deal with in my head and even though its usually not, if sure feels like betrayal. Don't ask me how to deal with it because I have no idea.

Mythology (okay, so Norse and Celtic myths and more modern folklores--I know my way around the Classical and some of other continents as well, but those are what I'm best at) --its what got me an internship at SHIELD and what got me into half of my issues to date