Svalin Thorsdottir (shield_maiden) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-05-31 15:33:00

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Flashback - Siege!
*BAM*

*BAM*

*BAM*

The pounding on the door was strong enough to make it sound like the door was being pounded in. Svalin ran to the door but she didn't open it. She knew it was her brother. "Thou'rt not going to take this hall!" she yelled out to her brother.

It was actually their house, but to Svalin at the moment it was a great hall to be defended at all costs. The princess of the realm, really a hunting dog, had to be protected and the hall had to be defended against the Dark Elves and Frost Giants. Said "princess" was sound asleep on a rug in front of the large hearth and enjoying the warmth of the fire.

Svalin was holding her wooden sword Father had made for her and upon her head she wore a great helm (one of their mother's cookpots they bent out of shape for dragon hunting). She wore her normal clothes, but did have a small dagger tucked in her belt.

She climbed up on a chair and then up on the table and moved to a nearby window. She pushed the window up and looked down at her brother.

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	stone_bear 2012-06-01 01:42 am UTC (link)
	Halbjorn yawns, surprising himself a little, not showing any sign of minding the injuries, but suddenly very tired. "She fought bravely." he murmurs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	shield_maiden 2012-06-01 01:49 am UTC (link)
	Svalin was relieved that both mothers weren't too upset about the broken things in the house and the broken house. Now that she could look at things, she saw that the damage was quite serious. "As did thee," Svalin said. "Hal made a most wonderful Frost Giant. He wouldst have won," she told her mothers. "He wilt be a great warrior of Asgard one day. Like Father." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	stone_bear 2012-06-01 01:51 am UTC (link)
	"Nay, tis not true. She wouldst hath won, and defended the realm." he insists. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2012-06-01 01:54 am UTC (link)
	"We doth believe ye both," Einmyria assures softly. In intent, anyway. In the feelings-do-them-credit way. They would have to accept that Halbjorn was not, in fact, going to be quite the same kind of warrior as his father. The three parents had fought the idea as long as they could, and she accepted that now. "Now let us get ye both to bed." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2012-06-01 01:57 am UTC (link)
	Sif gave her daughter a hug and then gave her son one. "Listen to thine mother," she told them. "Clean up and rest to heal thine injuries. There art more battles to be fought at a later time." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	shield_maiden 2012-06-01 02:02 am UTC (link)
	"Aye, mother," Svalin said and gave each mother a hug. She then took one of Hal's hands. "Come Halbjorn." She gave his hand a tug. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	stone_bear 2012-06-01 02:04 am UTC (link)
	He nods, yawning and stretching again, before giving each mother a hug. "Aye, mothers." he adds, before taking Svalin's hand and moving to keep up with her. "Thou wouldst hath won though." he insists firmly, as they head into the ruined house. Hey, at least the couch survived this time. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2012-06-01 02:08 am UTC (link)
	Einmyria watched them go, then looked at the house, then looked at Sif. "We hath no other options, do we?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2012-06-01 02:13 am UTC (link)
	Sif shook her head. "Nay. There art no other options. He must go with the bear-sarks." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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