//Lost in time||Vikings and modern people||OPEN//

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(on my mobile so no pretty post.)
Lucia Nightingale
At the sound of the man's bellowing voice she slowly stepped out from behind the tree that was previously concealing her. Her hands were raised to show that she had no weapons and she meant no harm. She was still shivering and she fought hard to keep her teeth from chattering as she spoke, "I d-don't have any weapons. I'm just a b-bit lost." Her breath came out in white steam and her voice was soft, yet loud enough to be heard easily. He had been hunting deer, that much was obvious. Was she in a hunting area? If so she was extremely grateful she hadn't been shot on accident. That might also explain the way he was dressed, but his voice was very strange. A bit gruff and using an older pattern of speech. Once he seemed to relax a tiny bit she asked, "Can you tell me where I am? And perhaps where I can rest for a bit? It's awfully cold and I would rather not get caught in the storm." She looked up at the darkening sky once more and brushed some of her hair away from her face as the wind played with it. She would probably braid it later. She looked back at the stranger and his horse. The horse seemed less hostile around once she showed herself. Animals were usually comforted by her quiet and gentle presence.

[☠>military brat.]

ｋａ ｙ ------------------------------------ no injuries ✘ single ✘ talking ✘ curious ✘ tagged: ragna
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Kay calmed down signifigantly when the stranger lowered her bow, but her brain was still going a mile a minute. Now that she wasn't preoccupied by trying not to get skewered with an arrow, she was beginning to take in some of the stranger things about her attacker. Like how she smelled. Not bad, but definitely not good. And how she was scarred worse than anyone she'd ever seen. And how her voice sounded. Kay could still understand her, but she could tell she wasn't speaking English. It was almost like her brain was re-dubbing the woman's words in real time. Add that, to her strange clothes, strange weapon, and the fact that she was currently standing in what looked like a Colorado forest... wait. No. It couldn't be. That was impossible, in every sense of the word."Well," Kay said, her voice a bit steadier, "I could tell you, but I'm not really sure you'd understand. If you don't mind me asking, do you know where I am right now? Like I said, I just woke up, and I'm not sure if I got kidnapped, or if... something...else... happened, I don't know, I've got some theories, but no real evidence as of right now." An idea springing into her head just as she finished her sentence, Kay reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She wasn't sure exactly when in her day she got taken here, she didn't even remember waking up that morning, but she was glad whomever had taken her had been decent enough to leave her her phone. Or rather, she would've been, if there had been any signal. Which there wasn't. Because of course there wasn't. Still, her phone might be a good way to test the... no, she refused to call it a theory, the crazy idea that had popped into her head and she had no choice but to run with. The woman standing opposite her looked like she'd never even seen running water before, much less an HTC One cell phone. After double checking and confirming that her communications were dark, she turned off the screen and slid the phone back into the too-small pocket of her jeans. She needed to save the battery, she had a hunch that she wouldn't be able to charge it anytime soon.

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[injuries;; N/A|status;; single|doing;; walking back|mood;; distrusting|with;; Kay|@the woods]
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Ragna listened as she tried to explain where she was from, an obviously difficult task for whatever reason. She couldn't help but frown when she told her she would not understand, why is that a difficult question? More importantly, what "happened" that allegedly landed her out in the middle of the forest nowhere near anywhere but but...here? "You are in the forest closest to the village known as Skalavik, my home-" Ragna started her sentence with a bit of hesitation, answering with confidence and eyes that seemed friendly enough, but held a hidden yet obvious threatening glint to them. She stopped mid sentence when she noticed a strange object out of the corner of her ever watchful eyes and frowned once more. She saw that it wasn't sharp, but it could still be a weapon nonetheless. "You're coming with me." Ragna said as she completely lowered her weapon, putting the bow around her shoulder by the string and the arrow in her quiver. Her face went back into it's original resting position, pretty yet serious, but no doubt rather harsh. It seemed as though she couldn't hide her appearance no matter how hard she tried, but at least she was more intimidating now than she was before. She took a few steps forward until she was close enough to see the smallest details of her face, she looked down on her and softened her expression. "The people I will now bring you to are the only ones left that I care for. If I feel...even for a moment that you pose a threat to their safety, I will not fail to separate your head...from your body. Do you understand?" Ragna spoke quietly and slowly into Kay's ear, her voice was barely loud enough to be a whisper in parts, and there was such a gentleness to her tone that it did not fit what she was saying. She wanted to make sure that this girl with a strange name and appearance understood how lightly she wished for her to tread. She then started to walk towards home, stopping a few steps down the path to turn her head slightly. "Come." She said with her regular tone, average volume and only a little bit deep for a woman. When Ragna yelled or spoke as if she was angry...she was just being herself. She would often shout when angry or even happy/excited...especially the latter. It was when she was quiet or soothing that gave reason for worry, she was thinking out very carefully just how she was going to handle something. It meant that you had her full attention, which was (normally) not something you want.
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[InfectedHau]

ｋａ ｙ ------------------------------------ no injuries ✘ single ✘ following ragna ✘ curious ✘ tagged: ragna
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The woman wasn't yelling, but Kay almost wished she was, this was almost scarier. She wasn't sure how much damage she thought she could inflict, but she wasn't going to try and test her resolve. Even without her bow she looked more than capable of killing Kay in a hundred different ways. Her village's name, though, Skalavik... there was something foreign about it. Nordic? It made sense, the woman walking in front of her certainly looked like she would be at home on a viking longship, and, given the fact that this woman obviously wasn't some crazy mountain person, her crazy idea was starting to sound more and more probable. "Alright," she said, sounding more curious than frightened as she followed her... captor, she guessed, I've got two more questions, and then I might be able to tell you where I come from. Sort of, anyway. One, what's your name? And two, what year is it? What country am I in?" That was three questions, but the last one had popped into her head as an afterthought, and she felt it prudent to ask. Best to know if she was still in America, though the current evidence pointed strongly to the contrary.

[NaomiLotus]

[quote="NaomiLotus"]

Alyx Johnson

The Lone Wolf

From:
Modern World
Location:
Agh! Get off me!
Condition:
Well done, lady! My Back
hurts from Fall Damage
and you attacking
me now!
Status:
Single

Action:
Trying to get myself away
from this psycho!
Mood:
Freakin' terrified!
Interacted:
Sam, who thinks I'm a surfer?
This crazy psycho! (Saga)
Around:
Sam, someone who isn't scary
or new.
A crazy psycho! (Sage)
A girl hiding in the leaves
who isn't attacking us...
(Alexia)

"So, do you like, surf?"[b] Sam asked. I frowned. Why would he think that? [b]"No... I don't really get out much..." I could hear something crack, but didn't think to much of it. If anything, it was probably a small animal, or another human. I panicked more when Sam grabbed my hand. "What was that? Don't wolves live in forests? And bears? Grizzly bears can run at a top speed of 56 miles per hour, you know." he blurted out, obviously terrified. I took my hand away when he did, slightly angered by it. What the hell was this dudes problem?! First he tried to give me a piggyback, then he held my hand!

"Agh!" A girl - a girl - was tackling me, and it sent me to the freakin' floor. "What the hell? Get off me!" I exclaimed, trying to get back up. My back was hurting even more now - thanks alot, you crazy psycho! I looked over at Sam, where a bird seemed to be attacking him. A bird?! What the heck is happening?!

[☠>military brat.]

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Ragna listened as she questioned her, she sounded more curious by the minute. It seemed that she wasn't as frightened of Ragna as she had been, but wary enough. Her questions were strange, the word country was one she had not heard...and yet she knew what it meant. And why would she ask what year it was? That sort of thing was also the strangest of questions she had been asked by a sober person, but she indulged her. "Very well. You are in a realm ruled by a man named Gongus. The village of Skalavik is the farthest to the coast. We are a village of farmers and warriors, and this forest is for the hunt. The year...is 799." Ragan spoke loud enough for Kay to hear, but she kept her eyes forward as she walked silently toward home. This woman was not a warrior, as far as she knew. But if she was Ragna may have thought her a Valkyrie, the ancient beings who carry fallen warriors to Valhalla. If ever seen in their true form by a human they become one themselves, but that idea had barely even entered her head before it disappeared. The sun had almost fully risen when birds of all sorts began to sing, and the smell of the dew was all but gone. It was replaced by a much more familiar scent, the ocean. She was almost to the beach that Skalavik sat at the edge of. She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down to make sure her little tag along was following. Both their faces were brighter in the light, without the complete shadow of the dense forest. A gust of salty air blew by and Ragna came to a stop, not bothering to turn around. Now she needed to find a way to get this girl to a place that would hold her temporarily, whilst the rest of the more influential me,bees decided what to do with her.
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[InfectedHau]

ｋａ ｙ ------------------------------------ no injuries ✘ single ✘ following ragna ✘ exhausted ✘ tagged: ragna
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Kay stumbled out of the forest and onto the beach, breathing heavily, resting her hands on her knees. She hadn't walked that much since Philmont, and it definitely showed. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd felt this out of breath. Which was quickly going to become a problem if what the lady was saying was true, because there weren't going to be any cars. Kay still didn't see how it was possible that she was not only transported several thousand miles away, to what she assumed was one of those norther European countries she was always getting mixed up, but almost two thousand years back in time as well. It completely defied the laws of temporal physics as mankind currently understood it. She'd need to find a way to secure some writing utensils, make a journal, maybe leave it somewhere for someone to find. Keeping it with her would just be silly, there was no way she could see of getting back to her time, and besides, she obviously didn't have it with her when she died, or it would've been found when this place was made an archaeological site. If it was made an archaeological site. "Well, in that case," Kay said, her mind working to find a way to explain where she came from in a way that would make sense to people who still thought that paper was a pretty rad idea, "I guess I can try to tell you where I came from. It'll sound a little weird, though, so just bear with me for a bit." She would have to leave out the time travel entirely, going into things like general relativity with what she assumed was a viking warrior was just asking for trouble. She felt like God trying to explain the creation of the world to whatever poor sap wrote the book of Genesis. Pressing her hands together and popping her wrists, Kay took a deep breath and began her story. " I come from a land far across the sea, one that cannot be reached by any ship. It is a land covered in sand, where the sun shines hot enough to cook meat on the ground. My people are a race of powerful..."She paused a moment, searching for a first-century way to describe the people of the information age, "Wizards, I guess, I forget if you guys have those in your culture, and we've bent the land beneath our feet to our will. We ride horses of steel, driven by lightning, and fly all around the world in gigantic metal birds. We can turn night into day at a whim, and our cities shine so brightly they blot out the very stars themselves." A bit flowery, but it should provide a reasonable picture of what 2016 looked like. At least, as reasonable as it possibly could be, what with the massive disconnect in technologies between them. Heck, maybe the scary viking lady would be impressed.

[Delete~~~~]

~Saga ~ Female~ Viking~ Single ~Location: Woods~ Tags: Alexia, Alyx, and Sam~

Saga made contact with the young male before smashing him into the ground. The boy yelled at her to get off of him. Saga took in his clothes and his accent, realizing with dread that he sounded and looked very similar to Alexia. She glanced at the boy’s partner to see that, he or was it a she, looked and probably sounded the same too. With a heavy sigh Saga called off Brandr. The eagle obeyed, leaving his target to fly up to a nearby branch, watching the activity bellow.

Saga looked into the boy’s eyes and saw confusion, terror, and curiosity. By the looks of him and his friend, he was unarmed. Saga groaned, not liking what she was about to do. Glancing over her shoulder she looked in the direction of where Alexia was hiding. “Alexia? You can come out now. I think I have found more of your kind.” Saga looked back at Alyx before pushing herself off of him, glaring at him in the process.

[spacekid]

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where;; forest|feeling;; shocked|tags;; alyx, saga, alexia
status;; single|crush;; open|full name;; samuel chung|gender;; male

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Alyx looked at me sideways with a slight frown, but before I had time to be embarrassed, a streak bowled Alyx over. What? It was a girl, and she was pinning him with ease. I moved to help Alyx, but before I could, I felt the brush of wings and then the sting of talons being dragged down my face. "Ow!" I tried to get what seemed to be a bird off my face, but it was harder than you'd think. Every time I brought my hands up to brush it away, it bit me. I stumbled backwards and fell. "Gerroff," I shouted fruitlessly. My words were muffled by its wings over my face. "Somewah get this bir off me!" I said desperately. The girl apparently took pity on us or something, because she called off her dumb murderous parrot and got off Alyx, though the look she gave him wasn't at all friendly. I hoped Alyx was okay. His back had seemed to be in pretty rough shape beforehand, and I shuddered to think about what being slammed into the ground without warning had done to his injury.

[I'm done delete me.]

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Alexia Darcy
Nineteen
Female
Modern
Single
Tags: Saga, Alyx & Sam
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She stayed where she was until Saga was going to call her out as she didn't want to disappoint her. Alexia then heard her name being called and smiled a little before getting up, she brushed herself off and then walked over to the people. She saw her get off of the boy and then looked at the girl "yeah they are my kind" she told Saga as she made her way over to the person who was wearing animal material clothes. "Here's your dagger back, thank you" she told her and then handed back the dagger she had given her and she hoped by giving it back she had trusted her. Afterwards she looked at the people again and she didn't really know them one of them looked injured "I'm Alexia who are you guys? and do you have any idea how we got here because i have no memory of last night, it's kind of all fuzzy..." she explained wanting to know what happened to them and she hoped they had the answer to her question.

[NaomiLotus]

Alyx Johnson

The Lone Wolf

From:
Modern World
Location:

Condition:
Back hurts from Fall Damage
and being slammed into the
ground by the Psycho
Status:
Single

Action:
Listening, standing up, talking...
Mood:
Shocked, nervous, and
slightly annoyed
Interacted:
Alexia, the only sane girl
around here...
Around:
Sam, who was just attacked
by a bird
The Crazy One (Saga)
Alexia, the Sane One

I was so relived when that crazy woman pushed herself away from me, and also glad that the bird had stopped attacking Sam. Seriously? Who is this person? One minute she's attacking me and her bird is attacking Sam, the next minute she's... calling for someone? “Alexia? You can come out now. I think I have found more of your kind.” Alexia? Oh god, if she calls herself Alex then this is going to get confusing... 'Alexia' stepped out of a bush. Why was she in a bush? Was she spying on us?

"Yeah they are my kind," 'Alexia' told the crazy one. "Here's your dagger back, thank you." Wait, was she giving a dagger to the Crazy One (I shall called her (Saga) that until she tells me her name...)? And I thought she was going to be another sane person... I guess not... "I'm Alexia, who are you guys? And do you have any idea how we got here because I have no memory of last night, it's kind of all fuzzy..." Yes! So she was sane! Wait a sec, I have to talk now... Oh god, three other people... Maybe, if I do stutter, they won't think of it, since I was just attacked some I'm obviously shocked... I stood up, not even bothering to brush myself down. My back wasn't getting any better thanks to the Crazy One, but maybe it would heal up soon.

"I'm, uh, Alyx," I told Alexia. "A-and al-all I remember is f-falling from a, uh, w-worksite, maybe? An abandoned one? B-but I don't know h-how I got h-here."