[center][color=paleturquoise][h2]Grímhilðr Schwarzwald[/h2]
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Grímhilðr was riding the boar around, cheering it on with frequent slaps on the ass to speed it up as her other hand was burled into the beast's manes to hold on. Finally, Rhein appeared on the scene, and for a moment she figured he might join in with the fun. But of course, the beast had other ideas, and charged straight for the man. [color=paleturquoise][b]“Wait, no, don't go to him!”[/b][/color] she yelled out at the boar, knowing full well what the man was about to do. She braced herself and closed her eyes for the inescapable fate she was about to meet. But since the man punched the boar rather.. straight on, it was only logical that when she flew over from the sudden stop, she would fly towards the man. 

She collided with Rhein, grabbing his shoulders as she felt herself being pressed against him, and they would tumble back together in a mess of dusty clouds. When the dust settled, it was revealed that Grímhilðr was already up on her feet again - her nimble and short stature had allowed her to more or less avoid falling on to Rhein. Maybe that sounded good to him, but it was about to get worse. She raised her fist into the air and descended it onto his head, which if it hit would produce a loud [i]thump.[/i] After that she would clap her hands together twice as a manner of dusting them off. [color=paleturquoise][b]“Don't do that again! I nearly lost my sunglasses.”[/b][/color] she said sternly, as if she had somehow suddenly become more serious.

Her serious gaze at Rhein would last only two or so seconds before she suddenly gave him a shit-eating grin with a twinkle in her pearl-white teeth. She rapidly grabbed her sides and then started laughing uncontrollably. [color=paleturquoise][b]“JUST KIDDING! That was fun! We should go punch some more boars when we have a chance!!”[/b][/color]

Slowly she walked over to Saffron and Estelle, before turning around to face Rhein again. She added to her previous line, smiling at him again. She looked more minuscule than she actually was compared to the two standing next to her, which only gave her an even more childish look. [color=paleturquoise][b]“Did you get a new contract for us yet, though..? .. partyleader Rhein?”[/b][/color]

The last bit was meant to give Rhein some feeling of superiority and perhaps a sense of duty, even though everyone including the old geezer that gave them the pig probably had noticed that Rhein was not much of a leader. Grímhilðr didn't listen to Rhein long enough to hear his answer, swiftly turning to Estelle. [color=paleturquoise][b]“Hey, 'stelle!!”[/b][/color] The name was shortened a bit to sound a bit more 'street' than it actually was. Never the less, Grímhilðr had quickly become accustomed to the woman. Namely because she just liked to nap on her cushions.

[color=paleturquoise][b]“I'm taking a nap later, do you mind if I lay on you again? Cool!”[/b][/color] Well there wasn't much chance for a reaction from the poor woman, but she didn't object the last few times that Grímhilðr forcibly laid on the womans breasts to take a quick nap. Now that shit had quieted down she rapidly got bored again, and audibly let everyone know by yawning like a wild cat. [color=paleturquoise][b]“WHEN ARE WE GOING HUNTING?”[/b][/color]