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[ragnarsson]

Wait, so I just speak? That's how it works?...Fine...This is Ivar Ragnarsson. Do what you will.

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[brightline]

oh that sounds familiar. ;) ;)

and that's fine, I mean, she is safe. considering the house she lives in, she probably couldn't be safer. we're all pretty big badasses

[ragnarsson]

And now you know where I get it from.

[It was rather astounding how much Ivar had turned out like his father despite their long separation from each other.]

Be sure to turn into something impressive to reassure him of that fact. The gorilla might work. Or anything bit with lots of sharp teeth and claws.

[brightline]

yeah well I bet you do it better.

too bad we're not near the water or shark would totally do it.

[ragnarsson]

Thank you. I think.

Maybe not. You do realize Norsemen eat sharks, right?

[brightline]

it's a compliment. believe me. ;)

dude sure. lots of people eat sharks. and sharks eat lots of people. as someone who's personally been eaten by a shark, they're well-equipped.

[ragnarsson]

[Wait. What?]

You got eaten by a shark?

[brightline]

kinda. I was a dolphin at the time, it bit me pretty much in half

[ragnarsson]

Assuming you survive this meeting with my father intact, you have got to tell me more stories about this war you were in. Every time you just blithely mention things like this, it makes me intensely curious.

[brightline]

man, the list just goes on and on. I have almost died in so many unique and thrilling ways.