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All good Heroes! Just glad to hear from you hon!
So glad you liked Kuro, and hopefully gives something to play with
Cradling the child Una in her arms, Hallerna watched her eldest daughter sprint after the path of her youngest. Only those deep blue eyes reflected her troubled depths as she stood, straight and strong before she turned away. Her gaze flickered toward Loker, his helm and aventail removed now as he ordered his men to attend to the fires. He spoke with one of Ragnar's warriors, the one who Svala had spoken with before everything went straight to Hel; the one who'd been beaten bloody by a pack of Harald's curs, nearly having his throat slit for his troubles trying to save little Una.
Hallerna's breath caught, an incredulous little smile on her lips as she watched the young raider sprint after Svala himself, battered and bruised and hurting as he had to have been. She let loose a breath she hadn't even known she was holding as he dashed after her eldest daughter. The tempest of worry and fury and despair raging in her gut was almost instantly tempered with a thankfulness that nearly undid all her hard-won self-control. Right there, in the middle of a muddy, bloodied dirt path in Trelleborg, with the fires of the healing house still burning and the threat of a vicious, ambitious man and his paid hordes still lurking about every corner, Hallerna very nearly burst into tearful sobs of gratitude that one man this sad, smoke-filled morning would take the time to watch over her daughter.
But she did not. Could not. This was neither time nor place for self-indulgent tears, and Hallerna simply blinked quickly until the pinprick pains passed, and she took a deep breath. Her eyes sought out Loker where he stood, knowing now that it was his assent that sent the young raider after Svala. And whether he saw her or not, Hallerna smiled her gratitude to him, wide and genuine and bright as the sun that simply refused to shine through the dark, dreary clouds this morning.
Though the thegn Ragnar did not give her a specific order about what needed doing at the moment, Hallerna truly did not need one. She knew where her skills were more urgently needed for the moment, at least. She turned from the men scrambling with their buckets and rags to the seidrmadr, who was busy tending to the wounds of the others who escaped the healing house and the draugr. Hallerna gently kissed Una on the unburned skin of her forehead, a soft reassurance as she strode toward Vigi.
"Hello again, seidrmadr," she said softly over his shoulder. "It seems the gods enjoy throwing us together at the very worst of times - one day I should like to simply sit with you for a supper, or even a cup of mead. Do you think you might divine the coming of that beautiful day, Vigi?"
Hallerna laughed softly, though there was precious little true humor in the sound. "The girl's been tended to," she said, hugging Una tenderly for a moment longer, "And if you've no objections, I will take her with me and the girls when all of this... "
Hallerna's gaze encompassed all the unthinkable, senseless destruction that had been wrought this morning. "Has died down. I can set her down for a moment though, and help you with the rest of the wounded. I'm afraid though, I've no bandages at all but what Svala made with my shift for little Una, and precious little else as well."
She could not help but turn her gaze again toward the crisping shell of the healing house, knowing very well the incalculable loss in healing supplies that had gone up in a haze of black smoke, along with the draugr. The cost of this folly seemed endless, particularly for the seidrmadr - the healing house was not only a place of rest and succor, but Vigi's home as well. And the beating he'd taken had to have drained him as well after only just returning from beyond the walls, searching for the young Jarl.
"Where can I help best? Only just say the word, Vigi."
Hallerna's breath caught, an incredulous little smile on her lips as she watched the young raider sprint after Svala himself, battered and bruised and hurting as he had to have been. She let loose a breath she hadn't even known she was holding as he dashed after her eldest daughter. The tempest of worry and fury and despair raging in her gut was almost instantly tempered with a thankfulness that nearly undid all her hard-won self-control. Right there, in the middle of a muddy, bloodied dirt path in Trelleborg, with the fires of the healing house still burning and the threat of a vicious, ambitious man and his paid hordes still lurking about every corner, Hallerna very nearly burst into tearful sobs of gratitude that one man this sad, smoke-filled morning would take the time to watch over her daughter.
But she did not. Could not. This was neither time nor place for self-indulgent tears, and Hallerna simply blinked quickly until the pinprick pains passed, and she took a deep breath. Her eyes sought out Loker where he stood, knowing now that it was his assent that sent the young raider after Svala. And whether he saw her or not, Hallerna smiled her gratitude to him, wide and genuine and bright as the sun that simply refused to shine through the dark, dreary clouds this morning.
Though the thegn Ragnar did not give her a specific order about what needed doing at the moment, Hallerna truly did not need one. She knew where her skills were more urgently needed for the moment, at least. She turned from the men scrambling with their buckets and rags to the seidrmadr, who was busy tending to the wounds of the others who escaped the healing house and the draugr. Hallerna gently kissed Una on the unburned skin of her forehead, a soft reassurance as she strode toward Vigi.
"Hello again, seidrmadr," she said softly over his shoulder. "It seems the gods enjoy throwing us together at the very worst of times - one day I should like to simply sit with you for a supper, or even a cup of mead. Do you think you might divine the coming of that beautiful day, Vigi?"
Hallerna laughed softly, though there was precious little true humor in the sound. "The girl's been tended to," she said, hugging Una tenderly for a moment longer, "And if you've no objections, I will take her with me and the girls when all of this... "
Hallerna's gaze encompassed all the unthinkable, senseless destruction that had been wrought this morning. "Has died down. I can set her down for a moment though, and help you with the rest of the wounded. I'm afraid though, I've no bandages at all but what Svala made with my shift for little Una, and precious little else as well."
She could not help but turn her gaze again toward the crisping shell of the healing house, knowing very well the incalculable loss in healing supplies that had gone up in a haze of black smoke, along with the draugr. The cost of this folly seemed endless, particularly for the seidrmadr - the healing house was not only a place of rest and succor, but Vigi's home as well. And the beating he'd taken had to have drained him as well after only just returning from beyond the walls, searching for the young Jarl.
"Where can I help best? Only just say the word, Vigi."
Great post Lil
And for what it's worth, the legal system aboard the Copernicus has, by necessity, become a quasi-hybrid of the Uniform Code of Military Justice (as applied to the US Armed Forces) and the American judicial system. "By necessity," I mean that the Copernicus was never designed to hold a crew that contained so many civilians with so little knowledge or preparation for interstellar travel. Its original purpose was a colonizing ship, not an ark for whoever the hell just happened to be in the immediate area when the whole world suddenly went to shit.
I'll try to put up a post a little later today, that might outline things a bit better.
And for what it's worth, the legal system aboard the Copernicus has, by necessity, become a quasi-hybrid of the Uniform Code of Military Justice (as applied to the US Armed Forces) and the American judicial system. "By necessity," I mean that the Copernicus was never designed to hold a crew that contained so many civilians with so little knowledge or preparation for interstellar travel. Its original purpose was a colonizing ship, not an ark for whoever the hell just happened to be in the immediate area when the whole world suddenly went to shit.
I'll try to put up a post a little later today, that might outline things a bit better.
Beautiful post Idle, and SO much there for folks to chew on for a bit - wonderful job!
^^^ All the little baby Mowzers! So much soft adorable fuzziness - screw allergies! 
KuroTenshi said
He must ride the short bus too
Like this? And finished transferring all the secondary characters to date. Again, just let me know if you'd like me to send you the links for the documents for posts or CS's.
All righty, so there is a document with all our main characters extracted so far; I'll finish pulling in the secondary characters as soon as I get this last bit of homework and reading done. If anyone wants a copy of the link, just PM me and I'll send it - there was a problem in another thread, concerning public Google documents and idiot trolls.
And... o.o... Sorry Kuro, never used Pinterest before, but the way it sounds, exorcism and cleansing might be the next step ><
And... o.o... Sorry Kuro, never used Pinterest before, but the way it sounds, exorcism and cleansing might be the next step ><
Yes, and you can thank the foresight of the brilliant KuroTenshi for that! She has maintained/archived every last post on a Google doc.
eta: Today I'll go ahead and set up a Google doc for the characters though!
eta: Today I'll go ahead and set up a Google doc for the characters though!
You'll get better at shooting pretend guns at people eventually, just takes a bit more practice (which it sounds like you just might get! ). Still, it sounds like you had a great time out last night! *cheers and confetti toss!*And so sorry about the towing, but if I'm not mistaken finding parking in the city you live in, is an absolute bitch. Just ridiculously hard to find, and/or ridiculously expensive to pay for >< What a pain in the butt that must be *hugs*
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