Sharing a Bed Meme

[theycalledmeacurse]

It's cozy, warm and very, very narrow; you're stuck sleeping in a single bed with someone else and have to endure/enjoy the situation until morning. Snuggle-time?

single-bed partnerships

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01) FRIENDS you know the other person well.
02) LOVERS is this really such a bad place to 'sleep' together?
03) ENEMIES try not to stab each other in the night.
04) STRANGERS super awkward or getting along like a house on fire.
05) AUTHORITY one of you has a higher/lower social status for some reason.

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[ironforgedshieldmaiden]

"One cannot kill what's already dead," she rationalizes, lips curling faintly as the crease in her eyebrows smooth out.

"And I was never alone. Even in my darkest time, I still felt Freja with me, and Frey blessing my lands. I don't fear the worst."

But to more pleasant things.

"And since the worst is not calling on it's horns for us.. Will you leave me to wander Asgard for breakfast aimlessly or does your company extend outside of your bed?"

[hardlyanangel]

The first bit she would nod. Some of it would be more clear with more experience in her new role, but she was not incorrect for the most part.

Again that light laugh, and run of that hand up Lagertha's leg to her hand, pulling her up. "Only for some."

If the mortal chose to follow her, oh wait she had her had, she'd lead her to the small closet offset from the room. It was a modest collection of various dresses, skirts, armour and shirts...ranking over a century of style, though some might be a bit long for the blonde. "Help yourself while I ready."

With that she turned to the begin the process of braiding her hair.

[ironforgedshieldmaiden]

There was no resistance in Lagertha being led out of bed or the easy smile that lit her face at Aithne's continued laughter and she followed behind. Her mouth dropped open a little at the array of clothes and she padded further in to finger the fabrics reverently.

"This is quite a collection," she said, glancing over her shoulder at the woman. "There are some beautiful colors."

In the end, Lagertha ended up dressing in darker colors, layering the tunic over a pair of breeches and showing no real attention to what the Valkyrie may or may not see as she undressed and dressed.

[hardlyanangel]

"Sometimes status does have its advantages." She finished her braiding and tossed the long tail back over her neck before pulling up the more greek styled cingulum over her hips.

A simple tunic after, after all there shouldn't be any fights that would require more in the journey she was panning to take the mortal.

Her sword belt and boots, and she stood. "Come M'lady, let us pillage the kitchen of your new home." Left hand resting on the pommel of the sword on her left hip and her right extended.

[ironforgedshieldmaiden]

Lagertha loosely braided her own hair, blue eyes drifting along with the woman's movements as she dressed. The weapon was, for a moment, a surprise - Surely they didn't expect trouble so deeply in Odin's halls, but this place being what it was meant it shouldn't be any surprise whatsoever.

The offered hand was glanced at with a soft smirk and the shieldmaiden set her hand into her grasp.

"I am hungry enough to eat a boar and I have much to see. I am eager to see this place."

Who wouldn't be, with such a culture devoted to the Gods.

[hardlyanangel]

The momentary surprise on Lagertha's face received an arched brow. "Now would you think a Valkyrie be without her weapon in any given moment?"

Aithne would let the other woman think on that as she continued her tour. Leading lightly with that right hand she continued to speak. "Well then you are in the right hall, there is boar and harts, suckling pigs and pheasants." A look over her shoulder. "Though we'll have the best bits in a moment."

She moved them at a moderately brisk pace, pointing out a entrance of interest here and there, pausing at this statue to let the mortal take in the work of the dwarves, occasionally commenting about this or that.

"But the Hall is not the end all be all. Asgard is more than a castle."

And with that they spilled into the kitchen, which was already bustling at this hour. Several of those labouring about the flames and stoves nodded to the Valkyrie as she manuevered them to the back. A small alcove next to an even smaller window with a make shift table.

"A drink for my guest and myself!" A call, that sounded harsh but counter to her expression.

[ironforgedshieldmaiden]

Lagthera's lips curled but she didn't answer immediately. It would be rude to point out that the Hall was filled with weapons. Between the torches and the irons in the fires; the axes or the shields that were hung on the walls, still possibly stained with their last kill.

The tour was absorbed with attentive nods, any passing questions she might have being broached and dealt with on the way. She was engaged but quiet. Attentive. The faces were warm and full of cheer and it helped build a very comfortable, comforting atmosphere.

"I'm curious to see what kind of land lays between the Halls," she admitted as they stepped into the kitchen and she out of someone's way with a practiced grace that suggested she knew a thing or two about moving around a crowded room.

Lagertha slid into her seat and crossed her legs, leaning against the wall to better see both her company, and the kitchen workers.

"And to see how they farm in this world. Or if they farm at all. The battle field too - If I'm going to be charging up it."

[hardlyanangel]

Lagertha would be correct in her thoughts..though Aithne would be as well. Being driven to the point of resorting to those options would speak volumes for one of her position.

"It is much like Midgard in many way. We eat, we sleep, and we.." A chuckle as she settled properly in her seat. Interrupted by one of the cooks.

"Why one of the harpies demanding her feeding. What will I do with you?"

"Oh you do wound me, Aiyath. And I even have a new arrival" A tilt of her head to indicate Lagertha. Her smile widens at the woman's words though. "A bit of something to break our fast, you know I shall bring you something for the the larder."

Turning to her companion.

"That is an option if you wish. As you can see this is not much different from what you have known."

And one reason why she brought her to one of her favorite places to be. Not all that found themselves in the Hall were warriors. And warriors could not exist upon their own.

A flagon set on the table. 'For your wait and your breakfast, do don't drink it all at one go.'

"Is that what you wish? To tend the fields?" Pouring her a cup before her own.

[ironforgedshieldmaiden]

The shieldmaiden arched a knowing eyebrow over a smirk at the interrupted sentence, focusing on the cook with a grin at the banter.

"It seems to be very much what I am used to," she said with a confident nod. It was good to see the help and good to see the comradary between the protectors and the caretakers. It spoke to the goodness of the place and the people.

Lagertha took her poured cup and smiled. "Not all of what I wish but farming is a good life. Are there raids in Valhalla? Are there riches to be won and fame to be made? Or have all that gotten here already done that?"

[hardlyanangel]

A nod. "For the most part it is like that. Though just as any other land there are sometimes conflicts and scheming."

At least that has been quieted further due to the the circumstances with the relations of the other Pantheons.

The Valkyrie smiled a bit and leaned back gracefully balancing her cup in her fingers. "Oh there are always some disagreement amongst the other Realms, and now this other threat. Though the riches are mainly won on the back of your achievement as eel as the fame."

A laugh as she narrowed her eyes and teased Lagertha. "Do not worry, I think you will find your place to be won."

Of course it was more complicated than that, thug there is now food. Aiyath returned with a tray being slid between the two. A dark loaf of bread and meat in a thick gravy in a bowl.

Something to put some meat on your bones Aithne.

To the cook a chuckle. "Then I'd have to get my armor redone. Are you in league with him? Some game to make some coin at my expense as well as getting something for your larder?"

A pause and she winked. "Thank you."

She reached out and tore bit off of one side of the bread and offered it to Lagertha. "Enjoy, you'll be helping me with his bribe later."