Hinga, Dinga, Durgen, We Think We're Vikings

[tino_suomi]

It was early, normally what Tino would consider far too early to be waking up. But with how early it had actually been when they'd fallen asleep. (Had his watch, which he'd set to Sweden Time after landing, been right when it said it'd only been 8:30 when they finally passed out?) Then again, everyone had been jet lagged and with the sun having

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[i_got_5_meters]

Typically Eduard was the first of the two of them to be awake, but for some reason being out in the very primal and manly scenario the group was in brought out the inner conquering barbarian in Gilbert and he was up with the barest trace of the early morning light. He blinked his red eyes open and shifted under the warmth of the furs piled atop the bed and heard a quietly muffled groan as arms constricted around his middle. That meant Eduard was still asleep which caused the Prussian's waking mind to do a sort of internal "happy dance

[tino_suomi]

Tino had already put the percolator on the fire in the great hall. He would have to do it twice more if everyone was to get a cup. He was shuffling around getting the cauldron ready to make home-made oatmeal. It would be a good breakfast for everyone, as it required very little to be filled and remain full for a while. But he was starting to wonder where Eeva was, he'd gone and knocked on their cabin door before coming over here, to give them their wake up call, but all he'd heard was a grunt from Linus as he was waking up... Eeva hadn't responded to him... huh

[berwaldsverige]

"I'm hungry and want something to eat off of later. As for knives, we won't need any, go take a look at that back cabinet, it's full of steely wonder." Berwald said motioning with his head toward the direction of a weapon's cabinet.

"I already talked with our smithy, if we want a turn at the forge we're more than welcome to bang our brains out. I already did this on the island when I made that infernal sword. Not sure I want to make another weapon. I'll stick with making us place settings I think." Berwald said setting a finished trencher aside and starting on another.

[tino_suomi]

"If I made another axe I'd have to have it shipped to Copenhagen, I don't know how the school would feel about me owning one on the island again after what I did with my last one... I didn't display it, not even after getting home for a few days over break before going to Oslo. I kindda put it in the attic and there it's going to stay for a while, I don't want to look at it. But my bearded axes I'm still okay with. I'm excited for summer break as well, I'm going to go on the faire circuit and see how well I can do at some of the Viking sport competitions. I almost won axe throwing last year, maybe this one I can bring home a victory. You know what Svenk," And here he gave Berwald an affable punch in the shoulder. "over the summer you should pack up the wife and bring yourselves to my home for a week or two when the viking games are on. I bet you could do a fair job competing in the hammer throw. I think it could be a lot of fun, and, after all, after this little adventure's over you could say we came to visit your home land, so now it

[berwaldsverige]

Berwald actually had the good presence to LAUGH at that. "Don't hurt yourself doing those back-handed compliments now." Berwald chuckled handing Mads a carved bowl and a block of sandpaper for him to smooth while he started carving another.

"That sounds like a lot of fun actually. I'm not half bad at hammer throw. I had a love affair with Thor comics when I was ten." Berwald admitted as he chipped wood to form a big shallow bowl.

"Maybe I can get Tino to forget about my birthday if we're too busy celebrating yours the day before." He added still dead set against celebrating his birthday if he could help it.

[tino_suomi]

Mads didn't have to be told, asked, or instructed, as soon as the trencher and sand paper fell into his lap he absentmindedly went to work sanding the bowl smooth

[berwaldsverige]

"It's actually a very short drive across the Öresund Bridge that connects Sweden to Denmark. It's probably just a half hour by car from Copenhagen to the cemetery where my mother's ashes are interred at St. Petri Kyrka in Malmö. I'd like it if we could all drive over and pay our respects on my birthday. Call it sad or silly, but I really want to sort of, introduce my new family to her. Maybe create a nicer memory in the doing." Berwald said softly as little curls of wood formed as he carved

[tino_suomi]

Mads was still working on his first one when he asked: "Did you grow up in Malmö or is your mor just interred there? Tino said you went to Stockholm to poke the Troll King or is that just where your far's office headquarters is?" Maybe it was a series of invasion questions, but he really wasn't one to ignore such things when they popped into his head. He wouldn't mind taking a solemn day for his fellow alpha male

[berwaldsverige]

"Mom is just interred there. My father moved his firm to Stockholm a couple of years after she died. We lived there when I was little." Berwald explained as he carved.

At the reference to his "chub fetish" he laughed.

"I'm guilty as charged. Just as you have a costume fetish... and you're welcome for bringing you here and pandering to your deviancy." Berwald winked with good mirth as they worked on the plates and bowls.

[tino_suomi]

"And rough play. Don't forget that. Nothing is better than being bitten. I don't know why, but when I have little bite marks all over me I just feel alive! And Siguard's got sharp little teeth!" He shivered with a smile. "But he'd kill me if he heard me sharing our deepest intimate secrets."

[berwaldsverige]

"Yes, he would kill you... do keep sharing. He can put you out of our misery." Berwald gave an evil grin as he tossed another plate at Mathias.

Berwald's stomach growled, protesting too much work and not enough breakfast. "Speaking of Siguard I hope he feeds us soon. I have no idea where Tino vanished off to with Eeva." Berwald commented not concerned, he knew Tino would eventually turn up and take pity on him sooner or later. No doubt Eeva had him doing a chore as well.

[tino_suomi]

"come on, let's go see if my wife is ready to feed us. Eeva's all hold up in the crapper looking for Spects and Tino. Siguard was tending the food last I saw. Come on, I'm hungry enough to eat a buffalo." He scooped up the pile of trenchers they'd made and carried them along with him as they made their way to the great hall, seeing Siguard serving up oatmeal, but Linus being the only other person in the room. He was nose deep in a cup of percolated coffee, Siguard sitting with his own already to his lips as he made more. "Morgen." The Fenno-Swede greeted, still a little groggy. "Morgen." Siguard said as well to Berwald, offering to scoop him out some oatmeal.

[berwaldsverige]

"Good Morgen." Berwald said setting his hastily made additional food vessels on a table and held one out to Siguard.

"I could eat the entire pot, yes please." He said cheerfully and gratefully accepted breakfast.

"Did you put cloud berries in this?" Berwald asked seeing the little yellowish orange berries in the oatmeal.. He LOVED cloudberries.

[tino_suomi]

"Actually, yes, I did. It seems there was a bush of them nearby on the way to the great hall, the fairies pointed it out to me. I stopped and collected a cape full before coming to join Tino, Eduard and Gilbert here. Shortly after they left and Linus came."

"I like cloud berries." The Finno-Swede drawled, obviously very very very groggy still.

[berwaldsverige]

"Well tell the fairies thank you. They're my favorite berry." Berwald said smiling at the sleepy Linus across from him at the table.

Then he realized something Siguard said. "Wait.. Tino Left? Left to where?" Berwald asked now a little concerned. Tino had told him he was leaving anywhere. He could have driven them had it been important.

[tino_suomi]

"I think to speak to Eeva. You indicated that something was wrong with her to Eduard and Tino? I know Gilbert left with them to find her." Siguard clarified, Linus lifted his head off the table to open one inquisitive eye. Was that why Siguard was making breakfast today