#skadichat

[rviner]

@gloriouswhispers skadi x torben - schoolhouse

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While Skadi awaits for her official shifts to be given, simply so she can take them to Rineike and Roan to change, she finds a solace in the schoolhouse. How it's been made to resemble home, even the smell of it takes her back years and rewinds her back through distances traveled. The constant in and out of old friends makes her consider the schoolhouse as their grand longhouse, the walls filled with life at any given moment. After years of death, it's a welcome change. But nothing brings her greater comfort than feeling the steady but trudging footsteps that echo in the back of her mind like a muscle memory. Her gaze lifting as soon as Torben enters. "Did they make you go to the towers again?" she grins faintly, already aware of her husband's utter distaste for such a mundane task. Skadi would be able to tell anybody from miles away that he is the worst man to put in an idle position. "You need to speak to Tryggr. See if there are any metals he can draw from the earth so we can start forging again. My hands feel far too still." she waves them slightly, one dropping next to her cup so she can take a sip. "I have already looked at the...what is the name? Depot? To see if there are things we can use but it is stupid there. No anvils or hammers or anything. It has always confused me how these outsiders survive."

[rviner]

@dxrkenedheights skadi x astrid - supply depot

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She is a mother again. Something that became woven into the very fabric of Skadi's being but then was torn apart by fate, leaving behind jagged fragments of her sense of self. After witnessing Aren and Svenn's death, Skadi assumed the same of her Astrid, Sylvi and Storr. A tireless search for them among the chaos that found nothing, not even a glimpse of their survival. But here is Astrid. Alive, and they are not reunited in the great halls of Valhalla as Skadi believed would be the only chance to see one another again. Her daughter is alive and Skadi is a mother again.

Her eyes flit over the crates of clothes while she walks through the depot with Astrid, a hand running over the perculiar fabrics as they pass them. Amusement and scrutiny written all over her face. "I have no idea what we are supposed to take from here. All of it seems useless." she admits calmly to Astrid, glancing over her shoulder. The sight of her daughter bringing a pause to Skadi as it surprises her over and over to see her. She is a mother again. "And I do not want to sound like Sigrid does. Like the wind is caught in her armpits every time she moves." a grin twitches at her lips and she turns to continue. "What was it like to follow Thorin everywhere? I imagine there was no logic or reason to anything that you did." more amusement tickles at Skadi then, a chuckle following her words. "Just our luck that all Jansen brothers were found safe and sound and together, hm? No escape."