Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2012 22:46:36 GMT -5
"Let me get my hammer!" said every drunken Viking ever. In this case though, the Viking saying it wasn't drunk (mostly as she was too young to get alcohol in her current world, which struck her as odd, but not an issue she was going to press). No, instead, Astrid had the fervor born of having a task at and which she knew she could help with. One of the girls in the dormitory had moved in recently. Normally people just used the furniture provided by the school, but this time, there had been an, well, let's call it an addition that had been brought along, and it required, let's go with "construction."
Enter Astrid, or, more specifically, enter Astrid's hammer. The blonde Viking tore from the hallway, where a few people had gathered to look over designs, and hurried into her room. She dove under the bed, tossing aside weapons and other memorabilia. There were also bits of, hmm, girly items that had to be shifted as well, some of which were "gifts" from Astrid's roommate. In the end though, Astrid recovered what she was looking for: a hammer, and was soon back into the hallway.
"Ready to help now," she said, craning her neck to look around, "so, where's the thing that needs hammering? What?" she paused, looking around. "I can totally build things! My village goes up in flames every Tuesday! everyone in Berk can build stuff!"
Really, Astrid didn't see why nearly all the girls standing nearby would think otherwise.
Enter Astrid, or, more specifically, enter Astrid's hammer. The blonde Viking tore from the hallway, where a few people had gathered to look over designs, and hurried into her room. She dove under the bed, tossing aside weapons and other memorabilia. There were also bits of, hmm, girly items that had to be shifted as well, some of which were "gifts" from Astrid's roommate. In the end though, Astrid recovered what she was looking for: a hammer, and was soon back into the hallway.
"Ready to help now," she said, craning her neck to look around, "so, where's the thing that needs hammering? What?" she paused, looking around. "I can totally build things! My village goes up in flames every Tuesday! everyone in Berk can build stuff!"
Really, Astrid didn't see why nearly all the girls standing nearby would think otherwise.