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[gods_that_haunt_me]

A very tall, lanky Viking enters the bar.

Floki's first reaction is genuine surprise, because even though he's been here before, it's been at least four years since any of his doors opened up to the magic place.

His second reaction is...well, more surprise, because what in Hel's name are all these little blocks doing everywhere?

A screen at the bar is even more startling. A voice explains that today is a holiday, and that he has three days to choose to change into another form.

Why would he want to do that? This magic is strange.

But he looks at his options anyway: a spindly robot; an aye-aye; a stork; or some kind of dragon called a Velociraptor.

(Is someone trying to tell him something?)

Fortunately, he doesn't have to make a choice right now, or at all, if he doesn't want to.

These blocks, though. They fit together. Like little bricks without the mortar.


omfg he can build things with them


Floki will just be over here, building all the things.

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[gods_that_haunt_me]

"I am Floki," he says with a bob of his head.

He adds more bricks to build up the sides of the boat. Constructing the prow will be tricky, so he hunts for smaller pieces.

"And what do you intend to make, Matilda?"

[change_my_story]

"I don't know. I'm sure it'll come to me after awhile." Right now she's just building a wall, looking around for interesting pieces. "I'm thinking it'll be a fort."

Maybe with canons, or some sort of gun.

[gods_that_haunt_me]

"A fort! Who will you be defending against?"

Floki seems to have used up all the best pieces, so he gets up and scoops up several handfuls of blocks from neighboring tables. When he rises, Matilda might notice the axe tucked into his belt and the knife sheathed at the small of his back.

[change_my_story]

She notices the ax and knife, but for the moment reserves judgement-however noting a few things she might try if he attempted anything. While her power wasn't as strong as it once was, she could still manage a few things.

Matilda thought a moment. "Mmm..I'll be defending against your ship. It'll be an island fort and not only will it be defending treasure, but this powerful weapon that they don't want anyone else to get a hold of."

She finishes it off with a smirk.

[gods_that_haunt_me]

"Ooh!" he hoots. "Are you sure your defenses are strong enough? This is a Viking ship, and Vikings are very fierce warriors who will stop at nothing to get treasure."

He leans in as if to tell her a secret.

"And I should know, because I am a Viking."

And he grins at her.

[change_my_story]

She returns the grin. "I know. Your clothing is the same as the man called Ragnar Lothbrok, also your accent and weapons." Really it was all a matter of putting everything together.

"And my defenses will be strong because of canon fire.." She looked around. "I just need to find canon pieces." She started hunting for anything resembling small canons. "This fortress will be built near the sea, so it should have some sort of sea defense."

[gods_that_haunt_me]

"You know Ragnar Lothbrok?" he says with surprise. "He is my oldest, closest friend. I build ships for him-- big ships, real ships."

Ragnar had mentioned something about the ship on the lake having cannons. And while he doesn't understand exactly what they are, he does get that they are formidable weapons.

"If you have cannons, then I will have them, too!"

...And he waits for her to find the pieces because he has no idea what they look like.