Mai, as always, was short of something interesting to do. The Sensoriums just made her miss her own home more than she thought she ought to and as much as she loved Zuko, spending all of her time around him was a bit much. Even for her. She needed space occasionally. Not that she would've minded his company right now. She'd been wandering around the city for a few hours, even dropped by to say hi to Sokka. So many buildings, all dead and empty. It was depressing. Well, it would have been depressing if she cared all that much. Instead, she'd regarded them as curiosities - empty artifacts without meaning or emotional investment. Like objects in a museum.

Her bored wandering had taken her back down to the river after as the hours passed, the sky overhead turned to night and back to day. That was weird. So she settled on the bank, idly skipping stones across the surface. Almost as good as knife-throwing and it gave her a bit of entertainment. Ah, life on Stacy. So full of intrigue.

In the forge, Daja was working on the final touches of the sword she was forging for Ronnae. Soon the weapon would be complete and Daja would pass it on to Aibghalien for further enchantments. She was intensely proud of the work she had done on it - it was a beautiful weapon, and she knew that it would be glorious in Ronnae's hands.

But all projects must come to an end. Soon, she would need new work to occupy her time. For now, she focused on her work.

You're gonna die you know.

Despite not registering as a hallucination anymore Tuffnut's voice still registered in Ruff's imagination during moments of stress or self depreciation and there was no finer a situation for it then now.

Astrid had contacted her and wanted to talk. It didn't take a genius to figure what about and Ruffnut was hardly a genius.

The short to the point talk with Hiccup had been...enlightening at least. Thanks to the constant pushing of Zetta and Mindy Ruff had been forced to think far more then she ever would have back home.

As she stepped into the Sensoriums to meet with Astrid she had to take a breath and remind herself that Astrid probably wouldn't kill her. Not that Ruff would blame her for a little maiming.

Anyone who walked in on Kara Zor-El in the Sensorium would walk in on a pretty, blonde girl dressed in a slight variation of her usual Supergirl look, kicking the proverbial tar out of a shiny, silver punching bag. Though Kara had worked hard on conserving her powers - after all, they only recharged under a yellow sun - she knew that she needed to be prepared in the even that her powers failed her. Which was why she was currently going over things that she learned while staying with the Amazons on Themyscira, from back when she'd first landed on Earth.

At least, that's what she was telling herself.

In truth, if she cared to admit it to herself, was that what had at first been hurt and fear had given way to anger, and short of Kal or Kon, there were not many people on the meatship who could actually spar with Kara without Stacy having to intervene for fear of Kara's opponent's life. Kara let out a grunt as she let out a series of hook kicks. She stepped back then and stretched.

"Drop the illusion," she said, her breath ragged. That she'd managed to break a sweat at all surprised Kara. It also pleased her, though it hadn't done anything for her anger.

Let her come by me one more time, she thought to herself as she reattached her cape and belt to her plantsuit. Then I'll let loose with my anger.

She brushed her hair off of her shoulder and walked out into the corridor. Gotta find something to do, in the meantime.