#hercules. chat.

[aggressivelyastrid]

“Come on sweet girl, eat your food,” she insisted, grabbing a spoonful of Aria’s food and holding it out for her to eat as she popped another bite of chicken into her own.  As Aria ate her food, Astrid glanced down at the book she was reading.  She was trying to broaden her interests a bit so her time wasn’t just spent at work or with Aria.  As she lifted her fork to take another bite, Aria shrieked excitedly, causing her to drop her fork.  “Shhh, sweetie,” she insisted, turning to apologize to the people nearby before she saw what her daughter was shrieking about.  “Is that Uncle Herc?” she asked her daughter, but loud enough for the demigod to hear.

@twopartscourage

[aggressivelyastrid]

Getting to Arthur’s was not a matter of if, but when.  Unfortunately, she was up against a jungle to get there.  Along the way, she saw a familiar face wandering through the thick brush like her.  “Someone trying to be a hero?” she called out to him teasingly.

@twopartscourage

[aggressivelyastrid]

@notsoheroicherc.

The fight with Hercules was still weighing heavily on Astrid’s mind, even a day after the fight itself.  It was weighing so heavily that she thought the best way to forget about it for a while was to get drunk.  Walking into the Jolly Roger, she looked around before seeing a familiar face with a glass instead of a broom in his hand.  She strolled over and quirked an eyebrow at him.  “I thought you couldn’t get drunk.”

[aggressivelyastrid]

@notsoheroicherc.

Astrid had decided to get a drink, and ended up in the Jolly Roger.  She had just tossed back a shot when she saw a familiar face.  “Well if it isn’t Mister Tough Guy.  What are you doing here?”