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“Give them blood, blood, blood grab a glass, because there’s going to be a FLOOD”
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@ingridthered
pushed the ❤ on this lill’ sc !!
She was cloaked, not much of her visible. There was no reason to attract any attention now, nor was it anything she wanted either at this point. People were celebrating, and they had all the right to do so with their latest victory. Helga, however, could not push herself to join any of the festivities, still feeling uncomfortable on English soil, and was she not supposed to leave soon either? Sneak away with her family without anyone knowing- well, apart from one or two people perhaps who would manage to catch Floki wandering around. She sat down on a fallen over log, hidden amongst the few trees that surrounded the place. She could not stomach any food or drink now, much less sit around a fire and listen to everyone speaking with so much hope in their voices. That said, she was not alone here either. She had seen the shadow looming behind her, a smile curling the edges of her lips quickly.
❝ I think I am not as fun to be around as those sitting over there. Don’t you wish to celebrate instead? You deserve it --- ❞
Yay! Eli/Ubbe!!!!!!
Also, Scotchy what the hell?
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ingridthered replied to your post: I know I was supposed to be off-hiatus by Tuesday,...
First: you do not suck. Second: you do not suck.
Thank you <3 I’ve just never gone a week without roleplaying in my 7 years of roleplaying and other than a few memes, I’ve not managed to do anything and I feel like I suck horribly.
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“Do you always look so mischievous? Or is my mind playing tricks on me?”
@ingridthered
“ So, what are you gonna do now? because if they catch you, the least you’ll get is a scold from them.”
devilglow
I cannot believe I have a mum with three whole dragons
ingridthered
Can you be my momma too?
fayofavalon
Sup Moma
of course ingrid, and yes three whole dragon siblings for you! hi darling
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last words | @ingridthered | accepting.
Her abdomen was cut, badly. Somehow one of the rival clans attacked while there was a feast going on, while everyone was drunk and vulnerable, she thought for a next time, although she knew damned well there wasn’t going to be a next time for the little queen. She remembered Ingrid racing to her side when she was nearly impaled, how she moved so swiftly with almost god like precision.
Coughing, breathing heavily… It all hurt. She heard the screams of men and woman, townspeople, children crying, swords clashing.. But her ears trained on the woman who saved her from instant death’s voice, she was crying. Crying.. How beautiful, how kind. Thoughts grew clouded, her hand was covered in her own blood but she smoothed Ingrid’s cheek.
“Hush.. Don’t cry for me…I will be alright, right? I’m going to survive, like– like I always do..” She remained calm, smoothing away the tears with her thumb. Her breathing felt heavier, and much more labored now, she didn’t feel the pain anymore- but she knew it wasn’t because she was going to get better.
“Tabhair aire do mo ghrá.”