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who: Gyda and you
what: Catch all for June (with mingle prompts included)
when: June 1st-9th
where: various locations
warnings: TBD

bike shop: (OTA)
Since before her blindness, Gyda had been setting on the idea of learning how and owning a bicycle. She had seen them since her arrival, wondered how it was possible for them to stay up and not constantly fall over while riding. There was no way she could learn any of this while blind, but now she had her vision back and the need to see how it worked overcame just how anxious she felt.

.She entered the first bike shop she came across, looking to see what was on sale-atleast, that was her intention. Soon as she took a few steps, Gyda found herself wondered if this was even a good idea-just how in the name of Thor was she supposed to decide on which was a good selection?

Various side walks and bike paths: (OTA)
Learning to ride took longer then she first imagined. Five days of learning not to worry about moving, and then remembering that the way to keep up was to also keep riding. Her one bit of foresight did have her wearing trousers under her skirts, otherwise her legs would've been covered in scrapes.

She was more confident now and able to travel without falling or breaking too much. She had ridden horses before, but never something like this; a few more days and she could travel as fast as she'd be able to go. The streets outside of town were the best, because there were less people, but she did enjoy traveling around the streets as well.

Street parties: OTA
It wasn't in Gyda's nature to avoid parties or celebrations-at least not ones that she was allowed to attend. Seeing all of the booths and costumes had yet to wear off for her, but any sort of joy she felt was hampered for missing her family; she could imagine her father fully reveling in the celebrations, and Athelstan being funny and awkard however much he tried to enjoy himself.

She tried to get into the spirit of the festival, wearing a dress that reminded her of the beach. Someone informed her they gave free food and drink to those in colorful clothing, and she certainly wasn't against free items.

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"He did," At first she wondered why he would agree to fight with the Norsemen. Athelstan fought with them after having lived for several years-she knew very well this wasn't the case for the Bishop. Then again, she did-and didn't wish to-recall who they were fighting against. "He spoke of why you agreed, and..and who you were fighting against."

Her mother. No matter which side one in that battle, she would never be happy with the result. Gyda only hoped that whoever was killed could go swiftly into Valhala.

"Lagertha is my mother." She said, just keeping her voice steady. "I made him swear that if she were to arrive through the door, that he would hold his revenge until they got back home-even if he could only do that by avoiding her. I told him that if his mother were to arrive here, I would be civil with her if it came to it."

What happened between them all was wrong, she couldn't deny that, and it made her sick to admit it. Yet, in this strange place, where people could come and go in such random times, they couldn't afford to infight. Even if none of them got along, Gyda hoped that they could atleast keep civil.

[heahmund]

Heahmund had not yet met Lagertha (which is probably for the better in this case) but he had seen the venom which Ivar feels for the woman. It had made him vaguely curious about her but it is merely passing thoughts in all honesty.

"I see," Heahmund says and then tilts his head. "Do you think he is actually trustworthy to keep his word, though?"

Heahmund isn't particularly apt to trusting Ivar very much, their truce is tenuous at best.

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He wouldn't have been wrong to inquire. Gyda knew her brother to be tricky and twisting words and half truths wouldn't be below him. "He will keep his word, for my sake if nothing else. He hates my mother, but we share the same father and that makes us family, and in this place, when people can disappear so suddenly, family is important."

For Ivar's sake, she refrained from telling him that her brother felt he owed her a debt. Even after her vision was restored, he felt guilty about it-and took it out in their training together. Besides, Headmund had no reason to know this anyway. Neither did he have to know that she was one of the few members of their family he didn't hold a grudge against.

[heahmund]

Heahmund still doesn’t find that there is much cause to think that Ivar wouldn’t turn on his half sister for one reason or another... after all, wasn’t Ivar at war with two of his brothers?

“perhaps,” heahmund says, although, he can’t relate to family being important at all.

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She may have not had the same experiences as Ivar or her father, but Gyda was observant enough to read a person's expression, and what they weren't saying. She also knew her brother and perhaps Headmond knew him well enough as well. "I am also the only in the family not to put him down for being a cripple."

Even less so since she lost her sight. Indeed, just having an idea for how he's had to adapt has given her an amount of respect for him-more so infact. "We had a priest...a brother..living with us for some time. Father brought him over from the place called Lindisfarn. His name was Athelstan, and sometimes, if he was able to, he taught me your letters, as well as how to spell some words. We used ash from the firepit or even flour if I was baking."

There was some pride in that, in being the only person in her family to be able to read. His lessons also allowed her some leverage with her tutors, so she wasn't a complete dunce either.