First Viking Assault - [Video]

[punchandkiss]

[When the camera turns on, it’s upside down, and shows a lovely pair of fur lined brown boots sitting on the ground, folded beneath a red leather skirt covered in…are those spikes? They certainly look like spikes. The camera shakes a few times, and then violently shifts to the left as though someone smacked it. And then there is a sigh.]

This can’t be right.

[The voice is female, and frustrated, and after a moment the camera moves wildly again, as it lifts up into the air, showing an image from above of a blonde teenager sitting on the grass somewhere, leaning her back against a tree, and there is a green pokemon curled up on the ground next to her chewing intently on what might be a rock. She looks like she’s about to throw the pokegear away, even make a little growl of frustration, but she happens to glance up at the last second and see that the screen is actually doing something.]

[She brings it back down, frowning at it (still upside down) as she taps the screen with her thumb a few times and finally turns it the right side over. After a few more seconds of poking and prodding, and a few more of pushing her Pokemon out of the way when it becomes a bit too curious about what’s on the shiny machine, she slumps down where she’s sitting and just stares at the screen.]

Okay. That guy. That professor said I can use this to talk to people. Other people, I mean, besides…everyone in this town…people who also woke up in a weird house with a little creature following them around, I mean.

[Some of her anger might be showing through there.]

So, hello. Hi. Whatever. I’m Astrid. I need- [She cuts off as the Axew suddenly pokes his head back into view again, and there’s more shuffling as she pushes him back off-screen.] Sit. Stay. Right there. Good boy.

Anyway. Other than some stuff that didn’t make any sense, all I know is I’ve got this guy following me around and something about training and collecting and…look, it doesn’t matter. I just need to know where Stormfly, my dragon, is…and my axe…and how to get home.

In that order. Thanks.

[Some more fumbling and after about fifteen seconds of a lovely shot of the palm of her hand, Astrid manages to turn the device off.]

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[usedlaserbeam]

[Oh, hello, there. Nice, ah...outfit, Astrid. Have a rather neat and well-kempt teenager smiling pleasantly back at you on your screen — or just wonder where his voice is coming from, depending.]

In that order? I'd imagine it's something to the effect of, "still at home", "still at home", and "if any of us were aware of that, I highly doubt we would still be here to answer this question for you", really.

[audio] adkfljsg, this took longer than it should have SORRY.

[newberktown]

[For a moment, he thinks he's hallucinating. But even though his health has taken yet another turn for the worse, disorientation was not something that came along with the package, and there is no mistaking that familiar, irritated voice.

In truth, he had given up hope of getting to see someone from Berk again in Johto--he had even accepted it, settling instead with a group of friends and, though sometimes he doubted they would consider themselves such, guardians. Now that Astrid was here, though... He can't imagine going back to the way it was.

Astrid. In Johto. He wasn't 'alone' anymore.

Between gaping at the feed and wondering which greeting would come off the least moronic, it's a while before he replies. (Yes, he didn't impulse reply and babble like an idiot. Praise his self-control.) Given his condition, though, he sticks to audio-only. A familiar face is comforting, but not when it has discolored spikes on it.]

Sorry, m'lady, but I'm afraid I can't help you much... I can tell you that your dragon and axe are back home, but not how to get there. Can you ever forgive me?

[Awh yeah, so suave.]

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[heartdive]

Our weapons and stuff aren't here.

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[positivelynormal]

[ Woah, she looks hardcore! It's like looking at a crazy J-ROCK girl! Man Haruka will never understand that, but alas...

So, Astrid, have a brown-haired girl adorned with red ribbons smiling back onto the feed. ]

I've never heard of a Stormfly, but I think that little guy next to you is a dragon-type pokemon!

[ And your axe?... That means guitar, for J-Rockers, right?... Yeah... ]

I think your axe still might be at home, but don't worry! I'm sure you can find one here, so you can keep up your practice!

[ Yeah totally wrong context here. ]

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[aidolmaster]

You've got a dragon?

[ wow, Astrid, you are like #5 on Ai's Cool List automatically. ]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Dragon, huh? Heather knows one other person who talks about having a dragon.]

[... And wouldn't you know it, that dress code looks mighty similar.]

[But she'll wait to ask.]</sub>

'Fraid you might be stuck here for awhile.

You'll probably have to get used to the scenery.