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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 2:29:14 GMT
Rikard smiled, fishing out a shirt from his wardrobe. "Of course. I'll need you to orchestrate the attack - you are my most trusted advisor after all." He went to sit at the end of the bed again, pulling on a pair of socks and adding as an afterthought, "Father would be proud of how far you've come."
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Post by Silver on Jan 1, 2015 12:54:46 GMT
Her smile faltered for a brief moment at the mention of their father but she nodded all the same. "O-of course. So when should we set this plan into motion?"
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:01:35 GMT
"After the ceremony," the Chief yawned. "I don't want to even think about it until that's over and the rest of the Vikings have sobered up enough to weird a battleaxe. Anyway, if you'll excuse me I need to get changed."
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Post by Silver on Jan 1, 2015 13:11:56 GMT
"I'll catch you later then," she withdrew herself from the window sill. "I'll probably go for another quick fly around with Astor, he's got so much pent up energy and I'd rather not have him like that during the ceremony because we both know that the dragons will be able to get to the ale somehow or another." She shuddered. "Not a pretty sight. Don't worry though, I won't go too far."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:18:17 GMT
"See you later," he said casually. "Don't be late for the ceremony, and watch out for those Outsiders."
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Post by Silver on Jan 1, 2015 13:22:58 GMT
"I'll definitely be there on time." She promised, shifting slightly as Astor unfurled his wings. "Besides, they wouldn't dare to come anywhere near Berk before the ceremony since they'll be interrupting the celebration that appears afterwards. Angry and sober vikings are a force to be reckoned with." Kaia had barely managed to finish her sentence when the dragon shot up into the air, taking his rather surprised rider with him.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:24:15 GMT
He chuckled, watching her leave before closing his window and beginning to change.
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Post by Silver on Jan 1, 2015 13:29:37 GMT
Kaia hummed to herself as they flew, an old Nordic lullaby with a distorted melody as she only managed to recall fragments of the tune from her memories as a young child. "Lead the way, Astor, we'll go wherever you want us to go."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:36:36 GMT
Once he was ready, the young Chief grabbed his sword an fastened it at his belt, stopping to wake Astra up. The nanodragon yawned, a spurt of hot air escaping her jaws and scorching the wall. Rikard frowned at her as she chuckled and floated up to his shoulder with some degree of pride.
"Sorry, Chief. Couldn't resist," she said cheekily. He rolled his eyes and exited the house to visit Evalda.
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 13:39:16 GMT
Evalda was still in the same bed, staring up at the roof with glassy eyes and a bored expression.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:40:14 GMT
Rikard pushed open the door carefully, relieved to see that she was already awake. "Uh, good morning."
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 13:41:29 GMT
"Morning," she mumbled, shifting her head to stare at him.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:46:18 GMT
"How are you feeling?" He asked, resuming his previous seat on the bed next to her.
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 13:47:50 GMT
"Just tired and in pain. Which I guess is normal, considering my condition?" she shrugged. "I've been trying to remember what happened."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:49:46 GMT
"Can you tell me any more about what happened?" He asked, wincing slightly. He hated this - it felt almost like taking advantage of her suffering.
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 13:54:22 GMT
She sighed. "After I refused to murder you, he kept cutting me up and let the other Outsiders cut me up, too. Then my memory goes blank. And the next thing I know, I'm here. I don't even remember being put on my dragon."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:55:33 GMT
"Did they send you back?" He asked suspiciously. What motive could they have for giving her back, unless it was to make a statement?
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 13:57:27 GMT
"I have no idea," she sighed. "That's what I've been trying to remember. I just woke up here, with the egg."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 1, 2015 13:58:54 GMT
"Dragons," he said, remembering what he had intended to ask. "Did they have dragons?"
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Post by Copper on Jan 1, 2015 14:05:04 GMT
"I don't know. I was blindfolded for most of this. I think I did hear dragon noises, but that might have just been Brynhilde."
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