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Night blankets the villages south of the wall. While the pacifistic Gagarians are huddling around what may be the last bowls they'll ever smoke, the Hildnr are preparing to march and ride out in force come the dawn. Thankfully, you're far enough north that the nights are a hell of a lot longer than normal. Looks like you have about fourteen hours to kill.

You'll probably want to make a stop at the armory to get equipped, at some point, but there's also a fair amount of feasting happening where a bard is telling tales of the Hildnr's victorious history. The Blood Queen is in attendance, accepting oaths and blessing the warriors.

Of course, if what you'd rather do is train, the training yards are open, and there's a small barracks hall that's been outfittedwith clean furs and a roaring fire so you can rest before unleashing your bloodlust. Thoughtful!

Just don't forget: you still gotta find the blood champion, save the helpless stoner fratboys, and make it over that fuckhuge wall before lunchtime tomorrow.

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[ sounds boring. ]

[ besides magic is just troublesome anyway. he'll stick to the rum. ]

[fiddling]

[throws in after a long drinking silence]

I had a ship once, too. You know. It floated through the sky.

[ looks at her. a ship like that would be nice. ]

Really?

Was it a cargo ship?

No...

[pauses. she cant remember what it was exactly. perturbed.]

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[ that's disturbing. ]

I assume it wasn't a galley.

How did it stay up there? Technology?

Yes. Well. It went into space. Through the stars. You don't fear falling when you're traveling to stars because there's no where down.

[resumes tinkering]

Quite like traveling to Neverland then. Ever been there?

[ flashbacks. at least i have them. ]

I think not. Where did you make port? On the moon?

Hundreds of places across the galaxy and the next one over.

[misses it but knows there's no going back to it]

Starports. Planets. Moons. Asteroids. You name it.

[ clara you never made it past the asylum. shhh. ]

A leisure ship in space?

[ chuckles. he'd like to add a ship like that to his list of commandeered vessels. ]

[it took some time getting there presumably. she saw things. went places]

Something like that. Lots to see in space.

And you miss that.

I know. I miss the open sea as well.

[ reaches to pick up the hook from the ground. ]

It's all I ever wanted. To travel. Have adventures...

[we dont need to rub it in how cracked up its' been. kind of a be careful what you wish for sort of scenario]

[begins taking owen's phone case apart. moving more on autopilot now that she's distracted with her thoughts]

There will be plenty of traveling for you to do when we get back. The sky is going nowhere.

[ clicks the hook back in its proper place. there will be plenty to do then, oh yes. ]

Right...when we get back.

[voice subtly drifting. there's so many more problems there]

We will get back. That's not even up to debate.

[ or we'll die trying. ]

[not a matter of if]

[deflection time]

[looks up]

And what do you plan on doing when you get home? Pillage your black little heart out?

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Hunt down a crocodile.

It's what I've been meaning to do for a long time.

[ bitch has it coming. ]

Sounds incredibly sporty.

[cant focus enough to sonic]

[sets owen's phone on fire]

[throws it into the firepit]

I thought you were going to fix that.

[ judging. ]

I...broke it.

[tosses screwdriver down and sits back]

That it looks like, yes...

[ watches it melt in the fire. wtg. ]

I'm sure someone else has a phone around here...

[gets up]

[time to rifle through everyone's shit]

There she goes again.

[ gives it an appreciating hm and gets up as well. ]

[ has to adjust her cleavage because this vest was definitely not designed for boobs. ]

Oi, not stealing. It's for the better of the group.

[shuffles along to their bags]

I'm sure.

[ goes through hel's stuff. ]

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