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She sneezed and the fishing rod in her hands briefly jumped in her grasp.

Astrid huffed out a grunt, a hand relinquishing hold on the line as she indignantly rubbed under her stubby nose with the back of her finger while her blue eyes dully leered at nothing in particular off-screen.

That sneeze. Someone talking smack about her?

Disregarding this fleeting suspicion, she shrugged it off, merely readjusting her grip on the handle, and settled posterior more comfortably on the moss-covered boulder beneath her.

Within the encompassing towering stone walls of what appears to be a lost oasis, Astrid engaged in fishing on these familiar grounds taken from her memory of a memorable location somewhere on the outskirts of the Viking's home village -- the exact place she stealthily pursued after Hiccup and discovered Toothless subsequently. 'Course, for Hiccup and his dragon, this secret watering hole served as a base where they established their bond as well.

Today, though it just served as a relaxing getaway for one of the female's less than energy draining hobbies. Or so she thought? There's a sudden reflection of a figure on the waters pristine surface and it was impossible not to notice she now has company.

Astrid blinked a moment, then pursed her lips and turned her head to look up sidelong at whoever approached her with a stare clearly of "Hey, don't scare the fish."

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"Pretty good..." she looked into the waters, wistfully. It looked cool and refreshing, and the fish seemed to enjoy it very much. When was the last time she'd been in the water besides for hygiene? "In fact..."

Splash!

Nura dove into the water with a laugh. When she came to the surface, she used to her hands to slick back her hair, flight ring helping her keep afloat. She laughed, splashing some water Astrid's way. "Feels pretty sprocking good!"

Unprepared, she let out a silent gasp, recoiling for an instant with arms thrown up in futile attempt to shield against the splashing.

Funny. It's almost as if the woman read her mind. And now Astrid is damp. Oh the hilarity.

The audacity.

Astrid sputtered then exclaimed, shooting a pointed glare towards Nura. "I d--I don't even know what that means!" Still, she couldn't help but smile a little and she propped her hands upon her hips. Now that she thinks about it, she's sure she has seen Nura around ship before.

"You know, where I'm from it's considered rude when you splash someone without introducing yourself first. Otherwise I could just refer to you as Crazy Splash Lady."

Nura slapped one flat hand down against the water, sending a splash of water Astrid's way. She smirked. "Nice name. Did you think of that yourself? I would have gone with Hysterical Ophelia," she flicked her wrist with the turn of her head, raising her chin. "Much more witty, and clever..." she floated over to where Astrid sat on the edge of the pool. "...not to mention scholarly," she rested her folded arms on the grass, beaming up at the girl mischievously.

"But that's just me."

This time Astrid briskly shot up and stepped back and to the side, maneuvering out of the range of that splash, unamused by the older woman's behavior, however unable to mask a flustered blush to the lady's mischievous smile.

"You're not making a lot of sense. Is that your real name?" she evened her tone, trying not to sound too agitated (and failing) by Nura's playing.

Nura pushed her feet against the edge of the pool, pushing off, lying on her back on the top of the water. Wherever this place Astrid had created, really had been, it felt warm and cool on her skin...or perhaps that was just the environmental functions of her flight ring, keeping her at a safe temperature. "No. I'm more of a Juliet." She had to smirk at that little dark inside joke.

Because Querl really seems like the Romeo type?

"My name is Nura Nal-Dox." She then put more weight into her back...and slipped beneath the water's surface, from leg, to ankle, to finally toe, disappearing all beneath the water...until she re-surfaced near the pool's edge once again. She slicked back her hair, grinning. "Nura or Mrs. Dox is fine, but 'Nura' is preferred, since 'Mrs. Dox' is my mother-in-law's name."

The temperature is pretty rare for this particular environment when the climate of the barbaric archipelago is usually very deathly cold.

"Astrid," she returned tonelessly, twirling the fishing pole before she made it dissolve from existence. With the siren here there was no use fishing now.

"I see. So you're married."

"Happily." She watched the fish move about her, smiling if they came near her toes or her fingers. "I wonder what has these fish so dazzled. Maybe it's the sunlight." She looked up into the trees and the light coming through and smiled serenely as she reflected. "It really is beautiful out here..." She drifted off, eyes becoming somewhat glassy, a far-off feeling in her veins.

Yup. Siren.

"Someone on the ship?" And if her partner wasn't out of podsleep... well, maybe Astrid will feel she spoke too personally.

"Dunno. Maybe you were a fish in another life," she casually suggested, restraining a grin. Astrid lifted her head, blinking into the simulated sunlight and held up an arm overhead to shield her eyes some as she smiled. "...yeah. It's a special place."

Nura snapped out of glassy gaze, closing her eyes and nodding, before turning back to the water.

"Mhmmm." She wiggled her toes at a certain fish, smiling to herself when it darted around her big toe...and then zipped away. Playful little thing! "I'm sure to get complaints about him sooner or later..." She bent a bit, wiggling her fingers at the fish, her wedding ring and flight ring glinting under the sunlight.

Nura raised her eyes to Astrid, smiling mischievously. "Couldn't be. I've seen my lives before my very eyes." She flicked some water Astrid's direction. "...and I saw no fish along the lines." Nura could be joking. She was playful in demeanor at the moment, but as well as smug and self-confident. Then again...if one read her tone carefully, and her expressions, they'd see that she was anything but joking.

Astrid snorted, an arm half-heartedly blocking the flicked water. "...if he is as friendly as you are, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Let me guess, you're "special", too? I'm aware many of the people on ship possess capabilities far beyond a... well, normal person."

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