"Water please." Dagmarr responds. Looking over at Jerrica she gives her a sheepish grin."Sorry about the grip, I'm used to always dealing with soldiers and people always trying to prove how tough they are."
"Oh, I know about soldiers," Jerrica says with a slight sigh. "Don't worry about it though."
Saying it out loud to herself she nods as she heads back into the kitchen to get the drinks, "Two ales, a lemonade, a water, and a milk...as usual. Okay, got it." Going into the kitchen she brings out the two ales first, then the lemonade and water, and then finally the milk for herself.
She and Thorgr sit on one side of the table, while she places the ales on the other side of the table for Jerrica and Sig to sit together, while putting Dagmarr at the head of the table. Sitting down next to Thorgr she holds her tankard of milk in her hands and starts to freeze it as she turns it into her frozen strawberry drink. A layer of frost appears on the outside of the mug as it freezes.
Once she has it frozen the way she likes it, she takes a spoon and stirs it before starting to eat it while waiting on lunch.
Corrie brings baked chicken and vegetables to the table. She smiles at Dagmarr. "Good to meet you. I'm Corrie. I hope everyone enjoys lunch."
"It is a pleasure to meet you Corrie and an honor to share your table. Thank you." Dagmarr replies taking in the group as a whole. There seemed to be a strong connection between them all.
"You're welcome," Corrie says. "Make yourself at home."
Not sure of how her stomach felt just yet, Frostine takes a small piece of chicken as well as a small scoop of vegetables and begins nibbling between bites of her frosted drink.
Feeling genuinely at home, Dagmarr settles in, thoroughly enjoying the meal. "I look forward to being a part of your group. Thank you for having me."
She nods her head as she nibbles on the chicken, "Well, I'm very happy that you were able to join us. We've had some pretty close calls, but we've managed to stay in one piece more or less."
"Dan helped a lot with that."
Thorgr nods. "I think he's pretty much the reason we're still alive. No pressure, Dagmarr."
Raising an eyebrow, Dagmarr nods. "Duly noted. I have quite a bit of experience healing while in the midst of battle in a vareity of ways. I promise to do my best to keep everyone hale."
Putting one of her hands over one of Thorgr's hands she says, "It really is no pressure on you. It's just...we came super close to death a couple of times and Dan pretty much pulled us back from the brink. I think one time was pretty bad....but Jerrica got me a potion to drink somehow...though I don't remember drinking it." She sort of sighs, "It's okay though because we made it and as long as we all stick together, we can make it through anything." She says before going back to her chicken which she kind of picks at while finishing her strawberry frosted drink.
"Yup," Jerrica says, taking another bite of food.
"Aye. We watch each other's backs." Sig says taking a sip of ale.
You finish your lunch and Corrie shows Dagmarr to her soon-to-be own room. Risque sleeps until early evening when Ishmael returns from his chores. Corrie makes a delicious dinner of fried meat, potatoes and green beans. After dinner and without much ceremony, the two depart over the Rainbow Bridge along with several others who arrive in Bivrost.
Jerrica sighs. "Now we're the only people who are from another world."
"It's a little intimidating," Thorgr says. "But we'll be fine."
"As long as we're together, we'll be okay." Sig says squeezing Jerrica's hand.
Dagmarr gets herself settled, acclimatizing herself to her new companions and her new home for however long it took to restore things to the rightful order.
She just nods as she starts looking a little sleepy.
"We better get some rest," Thorgr says. "Tomorrow will be an eventful day."
She nods her head again as she stands up from the couch and holds her hand out to Thorgr, "Okay, let's go get some sleep then. Goodnight everyone." She says as her voice sounds tired.
Thorgr picks up Frostine and carries her to the bedroom.
She can't help but giggle a little bit as she's effortlessly picked up by her strong warrior. Wrapping her arms around his neck she snuggles into his chest as he carries her to the bedroom.
Thorgr sets Frostine on the bed gingerly. "So are you really tired?"
"What about you, love?" Jerrica asks. "Tired too?"
She kind of shrugs her shoulders as she tilts her head up to look at him, "Yeah....kinda. We didn't do a whole lot today so I'm not as tired as I usually am, but I am a little sleepy. I'd be up for some....different activity though if you were interested in something like that." She responds with a pixie like grin.
Thorgr smiles. "I'm always interested in something like that."
She continues to smile as she scoots up on the bed while taking the sleeves off. The sundress disappears and she crooks a finger at him while smiling impishly and removing the rest of her underthings.
He pulls his finger out of her and gently eases his stiff manhood inside of her.
"Definitely, I'm ready to turn in." Sig says slipping an arm around Jerrica.
Having arisen early, Dagmar feels the need to retire as well. "I as sure we will have an early start to gather out enhanced equipment, so I will turn in for the night. See you in the morning."
"Good night, Dagmarr," Jerrica says as she and Sig head to their room.
"Yes have a good night. See you in the morning." Sig says over her shoulder as they head to their bedroom.
Jerrica immediately strips out of her clothing as her and Sig enter their bedroom.
Grinning, Sig shuts the door behind her and begins to stip down as well. "Yes, clothing is definitely overrated."