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WHO: Lagertha and Open
WHERE: Middle of the Road
WHEN: Mid-Morning
WARNINGS: Language, Violence?
SPOILERS? Season 5a Vikings



Lagertha was in the middle of battle, watching the good Bishop fall when she found herself somewhere not the battlefield. Her blue eyes widened, and she fell back into a fighting stance, sword up, ax on her hip, hair wild, blood-spattered across her features. Everything smelled different and the buildings looked vastly different. She didn't know what had just happened. Had the gods brought her here? Was Loki responsible for this?

Was she dead and this Valhalla? No, she didn't think that was true. There was just no way it could be true.

She screamed as something came at her - a car but she had no idea - rage-filled as the person just waved at her like she'd been here forever. She had no idea what that thing was and it was horrifying. She was adaptable, she'd survive because that's what she did. But for the moment it was way too much and she made to swing at anyone who came too close. It didn't help she wasn't speaking English, and what few words she knew off the top of her head were heavily accented and very old.

She whipped around, looking around, she was preoccupied with trying to not get hit by cars or anything like that. but she didn't know what was going on. "Where am I? What is this place? Is it Valhalla??" Lagertha cut a tall, striking figure, intimidating even if she hadn't had her weapons with her. Then she stared in shock as she spoke English, she didn't really know English, "What am I speaking?!" it was not her best day, that was for sure.