* / I COME WITH KNIVES.

  Dependent Astrid Hofferson From How to Train Your Dragon for Misthqs.  

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♎ X ( * &.  –  Natasha Romanoff !

“ when I grow up I wanna be a ballerina…oh wait, I’m thirty-three.”

✘;; – SHE had such a blank stare she wasn’t even sure.  Saying the first thing on her mind.  ❛ Well t h i s got WIERD fast. ❜

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♎ X ( * &.  –  Ally Maine !

“I’ve been itching to play the piano again. I miss it, a bunch. But I can’t find one here… Unless I missed somewhere.”

✘;; – ASTRID had a bit of a mischievous glint in her ocean orbs & a little bit of curiousness in her.  ❛ How far yea willing to go to be in front o’ a piano lass. ❜ 

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♎ X ( * &.  –  Prue Halliwell !

❝ Right now everything looks so strange to me, as if I don’t belong here. ❞  Prue frowned to her own words. ❝ And the worst thing is that I feel there’s somewhere I do belong, but I just can’t find it. ❞

✘;; – ASTRID cocked her head to the side & stared the girl down.  Sighing a little.  ❛ I know how your feelin' lassie. ❜  Solemn toned there was not much they could do but deal with what fate had dealt them.          ❛ Getting worse, actually.  But it’s not yer fault & ye know that.  No one really knows what’s goin on so your not th’only one who feels that way.  We just gotta deal wi’ it th’ best we can. ❜ 

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♎ X ( * &.  –  Hope Jones !

  listening to the other again she nodded lightly. “Alright yeah, I think that 

is something I could do for you if you need me to.”

✘;; – ASTRID grabbed her hand ❛ Good ❜ & pulled the girl along.  Peeking around the corner staying still when she heard movement up ahead.  Pressing her back against the wall she placed her finger over her lips to warn Hope to stay quiet.  After waiting a few seconds the movement died & they left making it clear.   ❛ Come on but watch your step lass. ❜  She whispered critically back to her.  Finally, she turned the corner into the dark alleyway taking Hope with her in the effort of being stealthy.  Thick vines clung to the brick walls decorated with trash on both sides of them.  

       Glass decorated the dirty cobblestone floor being extra careful not to step on the bigger & breakable pieces only hoping the girl behind her was too.  The noxious reek of garbage made itself present.  Holding her own breath & putting her shirt over her nose as she came to a halt pointing upwards towards the rusty fire escape.   ❛ K. Just need a bit of a lift to t h a t fire escape ladder & you can go. ❜  Whispering loud enough pulling her shirt down to flash the girl a reassuring smile that EVERYTHINGS a l r i g h t.   ❛ Any questions ?  No.  Good. ❜

END.

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♍ X ( * &.  –  Albus Potter !

❝ I see what you’re trying to do, but it’s not gonna work.. ❞

✘;; – ASTRID grinned ❛ well, I can always try, ❜ she punched Albus playfully & gentle ( well gentle for her anyway ) ❛ that.  Better now ? ❜  

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♍ X ( * &.  –  Belle !

‘‘Is there a certain type of book you’re looking for?’‘ Belle asked the other from her desk at the library. It made sense for the bookworm to have a job she loved. ‘’Drama, romance? We gave a lot to choose from.’’ She finished with a smile.

✘;; – A wall of windows framed the many bookshelves & books at the library.  Sunlight glinted of adjacent high rises having enough natural light to make her feel comfortable.  But that didn’t mean much when Astrid felt she was trapped in a  m a z e.  ❛ Yea.  So lass know where you're books about Vikings at ? ❜

End.

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♍ X ( * &.  –  Hope Jones !

   “Yeah no i’m sorry but I don’t think I can do that.” Hope said and smiled lightly at the other. “Plus I don’t know you so I dont do everything for strangers.” 

✘;; – TCH.  Her options were b a d, & b a d would have to do.  ❛ Fine.  I get it. ❜  Pausing for a second before Astrid said anything else to the girl.  Stark eyes glanced the girl up and down curiously thinking of what she COULD do.  ❛ Do you mind giving me a boost then ? ❜

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* / The Bottle Tree.

✘;; – ASTRID Hofferson collected dozens of bottles during Coral Lakes party as she intended to decorate a very, very, old tree she found interesting within the trails leading towards Coral Lake.  To w h y is a MYSTERY.  But Astrid is still collecting all sorts of glass bottles & jars to stringing them along the tree & hopes to add more.  Nothing going to waste even having broken bottles filled with plants.  

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Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

Requested by Anonymous

“Come on, then! Hit me!”

“Your stance is all wrong.”

“Am I doing this right?”

“I feel like I’ve been chewed up, spat out, and run over repeatedly.”

“Get down and give me 20!”

“How many miles/kilometers are we running?!”

“Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!” 

“Nice punch! Now do it again!” 

“You won’t hurt me, I promise.” 

“My grip feels off…” 

“Have you ever used a(n) __ before?” 

“I don’t want to hurt you…” 

“I think I’m going to feel that tomorrow.” 

“If you can lift me up, then you can lift these weights just fine.” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how much did that hurt?”

“Here, you put your feet like this…” 

“Relax. I’m trying to help.” 

“Can you teach me how to __?”

“God, we stink.” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“If I do fifteen push-ups, can I be done for the day?” 

“Come on! Another round!” 

“You can win this time!”

“Work your angle a little more and you got it perfect!” 

“What are you doing up at this hour?” 

“Where did you get that bruise?” 

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

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♍ X ( * &.  –  Fred Weasley !

“my favourite thing to do… it’s silly, i know but i like to look at the stars. it makes me feel like there’s more out there than what is obvious and if i look long enough i’ll be able to see what i’m missing.”

✘;; – THEY lapsed into a silence for a few seconds.  Astrid’s fingers drummed on her arm over her chest as she stared up at the sky full of s t a r s.  She thought beyond earth, reaching truly unreachable places.  Gazing at s t a r s she connected the dots.  Not one of silence - but she knew he was HURTING.  May whoever he lost be in the halls of Valhalla.  ❛ I guess we're just two curious specks getting caught up in an orbit. ❜  

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* / Contents.

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* / Ship Tag.

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* / Tag Dump.

* // ⟡⋰☾⸰ its only fun if you get a scar out of it. ─ interactions 

* // ⟡⋰☾⸰ its not violence its communication. ─ meme interactions 

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♍ X ( * &.  –  Jack Skellington !

Jack smiled. “Well, thank you. That was very kind of you.” He replied before stopping his dancing as the girl begin to introduce herself. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Astrid Hofferson. I’m Jack Skellington.”

✘;; –  ❛  WHAT don’t stop now !  Show me how to boogie down Jack~  ❜ Stark orbs dart towards him briefly wanting that bottle bad ;  throwing down her own dance move ― er ( if you can even call that dance move ) well W H A T E V E R that was.  If Astrid had to name it she’d call it the SNOTLOUT T H R O W D O W N  & kids of all ages could do it  

       ― it doesn’t take much just gotta think of a Jorgenson & the rest comes naturally ― & if one didn’t have a personal Jorgenson or a Gustav Larson then think about what mostly frustrates oneself & throw it on the ground in a angle-esque way.  ❛  Here l’ll hold your drink so you can get down with your bad skellington self.  ❜