decides to come out and check up on him.
the troll is done digging and currently lining the pit with rocks, before piling on the fire wood laying next to the pit.
smiles, he wasn't as uncomfortable with the troll at this moment. "Looks good."
the troll looks at him, then starts stacking wood for the fire.
walks outside to look at what's going on. "That looks good. " Looks at Den. "Hei, get this fire started then once the wood cooks down _
we can get the food cooking."
nods. "Want me to get the boxes from the attic too? Ye might find something ye like."
nods. "Ja, sure. In fact, as soon as the fire is lit I can join you and help you look for it. Will take a couple hours for the wood to _
nods and smiles. "Awesome. Lemme just go find some matches~" Heads back into the house.
"Takk." Watches him walk into the house, then helps the troll stack the wood up.
returns a bit later with a few matches in hand. "Ye wanna do this since ye're incharge?"
"Ja, I can do it." holds his hands out for the matches.
nods and passes them over, watching him. "Be careful." Smirks.
"Okay." holds up one and glances at it. It instantly lights. Crouches down and holds it to the pile of tinder under the stack of wood.
shakes his head a bit, smiling. "Ye and yer magic stuff..."
"You don't have anything to worry about. I don't use it to summon demons." adds kindling to the tinder, carefully feeding the flames.
watches him. "Good... I don't want more demons runnin' around my house. It's bad enough with ye two." Smirks a bit.
stands and faces him. "But I haven't even done anything bad yet." snaps his fingers, the entire stack bursts into flames.
jumps slightly. "Nej, true. But there's always that chance~" Smirks and steps back towards the house a bit.
"Lets go find that stuff?" is curious what Den managed to keep of his.
nods and turns to walk back inside and goes up the stairs. Gets down the hall and pulls out a small key from his pocket, unlocking the door.
follows him, leaving the troll to tend the fire. watches him with another key, wondering why he needs to keep stuff locked up when he's_
paranoid about things he cares about. He goes up the steep stairs to the attic. It was a good thing he knew where the viking stuff was, or
else they'd be here for weeks. He started making his way to one corner of the room.
can't help but glance at everything stored in the attic. "How do you find anything in here?"
taps his head. "Photographic memory~" Gets to the corner and pulls out around 5 boxes.
"... Photographic memory?" looks at the boxes he pulls out, wondering all of them were his.
doesn't know *exactly* where his stuff was... this was just all the viking stuff he kept. He hums as he opens up one.
((... Yeah, lemme fix this stuff up.))
((... Actually, this one's okay. *Head desk* ))
((That's okay. *Pats head*))
looks over his shoulder and looks inside the box.
smiles as he starts pulling some of Norge's old clothes out. "Wonder if ye still fit some of this stuff."
scratches the back of his head. "Dunno, I am bigger ... taller anyway."
shrugs. "Can't hurt to try~ It's not like it's the end of the world if ye rip 'em either.." Pulls out some more things and puts them
the fabric of one piece with his fingers, surprised at the condition it's still in.
took great care in everything he kept. He figured if the items were in perfect condition then his memories would be too.
And it had worked. He started to get all those memories back.
picks up the clothes. "Shall I go try this on?"
nods. "Ja. I can find ye some thick furs too for when we're sitting outside."
"Takk." Takes the clothes and heads back to his room to try them on.
smiles as he watches the other leave. He went back to looking through the boxes and found some things of Swedens...
closes the door in his room and tries on the clothes. the pants were a bit short but still fit well enough. The tunic had always been _
roomy and now fit him fairly well.
had started setting the clothes in piles, clearly one for Sweden and one for Norge.
walks back to the attic to show him. "What do you think?" holds his arms up and turns slowly.
looks at him and smiles slowly. "Ye look great..." Seeing him totally brought him back to the viking ages. He now couldn't
wait till dinner with the three of them...
like he just needs a dagger or a small axe hanging on his leather belt and he would be ready for battle ... or an evening of feasting.
just that! He pushed Norge's pile closer to him. "Here, this was all yers..."
looks at the pile, looks at Den. "Really?" crouches down and begins sifting through the stuff. Finds his old fur lined cloak and pulls _
that out, will definitely want that for the evening.
smiles and nods. "Anything ye left is here... and I have a pile for Sweden too." Looks over to it, which is slightly bigger than Norge's.
"You kept quite a bit of his stuff." sifts through more of it, finding a pair of boots. Sits down on the floor to try them on.
shrugs. "He also grew a lot, so most of it won't fit him... and some is thicker. I'd say it's about even between ye two."
stands and walks around in the boots, they still felt good. Doesn't answer to the growing comment , because there's a good reason why he _
didn't grow as big as the other two.
picks up one of Sweden's cloaks, smiling as he ran it over his hands.
watches him, thinking Sweden always had really really nice clothes.
sighs a bit. "This use to be mine... he had always wanted it. He would ask and ask and ask... I finally gave in one day..."
"Sve always liked having nice stuff." glances at him again before standing and pulling on his old cloak. Forgot how heavy they were.
nods and turns to look him over fully. "Wow... that brings back so many memories."
nods. "I'll have to look in a mirror."
nods as he gets up, dusting himself off. "There's probably a full length mirror somewhere in here."
"Okay, then I need to get the food started. Fire should be ready." looks behind boxes and furniture looking for a mirror.
nods. "Awesome... I'll get Sweden and make him change into something, then get dressed myself." Points. "Near the window there
looks in that direction. "Takk." Walks over to the mirror and dusts it off before looking at himself in it. Just stares ...
walks over to him. "Well? What do ye think?"
"I think you have a time machine in your attic." looks at himself in the mirror a little longer.
chuckles. "I secretly do." Pats his head. "I'm amazed ye still look normal in these."
"Normal?" glances at himself. "Why does that amaze you?"
shrugs. "I figured after all this time that maybe the clothes just wouldn't suit ye anymore."
"Are you kidding? I made this look good." slowly turns around like a model, then walks away a bit before turning around and walking back.
laughs. "Ye sure know how to work it, Norge."
a hint of a smirk on his face. "There's an idea for a pole dance routine ... dress up like a viking."
laughs more. "That'd be challenging, wouldn't it?"
"Ja, and dangerous." still smirking slightly at the thought.
smiles a bit. "If ye ever do try, can I watch~?"
"Ahhh ... I might have to come up with a special costume, so I don't break my neck." rubs the back of his.
chuckles and nods. "Ja, if ye went in what ye're wearing now... Ye'd not be able to hold yerself in certain ways."
already thinking how he could modify the viking outfit and make it work in a pole routine ... not that he will admit that to Den though.
would love to know, and would love to watch him. He thinks it'd be pretty awesome.
Norge
thinks 14 years ago
it would be too ... looks at himself in the mirror again before his cheeks turn pink and he looks away.
smirks, noticing this. "What'd ye think of?"
glances at him, his face feeling even warmer. "Just had a glimpse of myself ... uhm ... dancing"
smiles widely. "Oh? I can imagine it quite well." Looks him over again.
"Ja, but I'm not going to do that with the pole dancing. I'm just doing that for fun." Won't mention his instructor putting pressure on_
laughs a bit, patting his head. "Even for fun.. it's still nice."