doesn't get it.

kind of, sort of, frozen in absolute terror.

staring at you stuck in frozen terror. Uh...?

can't... move... the waterfall ... might get him...

you shouldn't worry! The hero will save the day! Yanks you away roughly from the waterfall. "... Dude... what the heck...?"

takes a deep breath as soon as the waterfall's out of sight. And blinks. "... what??"

... is just staring in both amusement and confusion. "... Why the heck were you staring at the waterfall? The hero had to come save you!"

frowns and edges away from the waterfall even further. "There's just too much water!"

really confused now. "... What's wrong with water!? You can swim in it and drink it!"

shivers. "Out in nature??"

doesn't think it's cold right now and wonders about the shivering. "Uh, yeah, that's the best part! Lakes and rivers and stuff! What, don't

tell me you're afraid of water?"

shakes his head. "Of course not! I was a fucking viking."

now distracted... officially. "Dude, for reals? Are you serious?!"

looks peeved. "I'm not afraid of water, dammit!"

"No, no!" He waves his hands frantically. "You were seriously a viking? That's so cool man!"

... "Yes. I was seriously a viking." ... is the topic changing?? This is very good. "It was amazing." Grin.

"Serious seriously?!" Yes, topic is changing due to the attention span of an orange. "What did you do? Did you pillage villages and sail a

across* the seas and wear weird hats?"

"I did all those things." Grins. "Except the hats. What idiot wears a hat with horns on it into battle?"

shrugs. "Thought that would actually be kinda cool, ya' know?"

"Ja, really cool. Until your enemy has a nice firm handhold on you." Rolls his eyes.

about that... Nah. Shakes his head. "It'd still be cool. Wish more people did that nowadays. v.v"

stares. "You wish there was more fighting?" Pause. Thinks about it. "You know, I do too..."

actually talking about the hats. 'Coz you can never find those in stores anymore. Pouts. "And why do you want to fight more?"

"It's more fun when you're fighting. Life, I mean." Grins.

to think about that; thinks he's had enough fighting for a while. "But what're you fighting for?"

shrugs. "Does it matter? I fight to fight.

"*

"Well, kinda." Since when was he so deep? "What do you get out of it?"

"The thrill." Very blunt, very simple answer.

frowns. "Is that what you did as a viking, then?"

smirks. "Mostly. I did it because I had to then too, though."

sighs, a little melancholic. "Yeah, didn't we all! Why did you?"

raises an eyebrow. "To survive?"

"Oh!" Blinks. "Were you dying? o.o"

"Ja, you know. From living in the middle of nowhere. Oh, I did it to conquer too. More land is good." Grin.

"Hells yeah, more land the better!" He grins; that much he could agree with. "Middle of nowhere? Whatcha mean?"

"It's cold, there's not much going on, we were pretty stranded."

"Pft!" Scoffs. "Easy fix, dude, prop up a McDonald's and all your problems are solved!" Because that's how they usually are.~

stares at him. "McDonald's didn't exist back then."

Deadpan.

shakes his head. "McDonald's is timeless, dude."

"You... keep telling yourself that."

nods. Will do! And he still wants to hear viking stories. v.v