(Joint post with Norgs)
17 June 2022
International Airport, Al Salarqa, Sayyed
Jørgen and Esta relaxing in one of the more secluded and private spots of the airport, with their personal guards keeping those who might intrude on the pair of nobility. Waiting on the other two to arrive from their flight.
“Jørgen? How long until they’re here?” Esta whined to her friend.
“They will be here shortly, Esta.” Jørgen didn’t look up from his phone, scrolling through his pidgeon feed.
“I wouldn’t be so bored if you got off your phone and talked to me.” Esta poked Jørgen’s cheek.
“What am I doing now?” Jørgen kept swiping through his social feed.
“I swear to the spirits Jørgen, you are married to that phone. No wonder why you never found a partner.” She gave a laugh, “if you spent as much time posting on your social media accounts and as you did to find someone to marry. Maybe you won’t have to keep watching anime alone.”
Jørgen only rolled his eyes, “Well, I’m not always alone. I have you with me don’t I?” He finally put down his phone, to look at Esta’s slightly annoyed face.
“Jørgen, please listen to yourself sometimes. You sound pathetic right now, seek therapy.” Esta jokes, nudging him in his side.
Jørgen faked a wounded expression, overly dramatically putting his hand over his heart. “You wound me good madam.”
Esta rolled her eyes and gave a smirk at Jørgen’s act. “You truly are a character.”
“Oh, what kind? I would prefer the tsundere archetype but I think I might just be fighting back against my inner Dandere.” Jørgen was joking of course, poking fun at his friend’s comment.
“Jørgen, honey, you know I love you right? Please put the anime talk back in the closet.” Esta laughed at her own little joke.
“Damn, guess I’m going back in the closest again, what a shame.” Jørgen said in a fake sad tone, making a sad face.
“Don’t worry, I will be joining you shortly when my father comes around.” Esta quickly retorted. The pair let out a laugh together.
Estrid excitedly waved at the pair as they walked towards them. “Jørgen! Esta!” She yelled, smiling brightly. Though what was curious is that she wasn’t escorted by many guards, only two.
Though before they could even wonder why they saw an embarrassed Ingrid on the periphery protected by several dozens of guards, some her own while others were security from the Airport. Hundreds of what one had to assume was fans had gathered nearby taking pictures of what felt like every second. Ingrid simply gave an awkward wave to the trio as she slowly made her way to them.
Esta got up and went over to give a big hug to Estrid. “Estrid darling! How are you? It feels like it’s been years.”
Jørgen also got up, taking out his phone. “Alright, everyone, group picture time!”
Esta rolled her eyes.
Estrid hugged Esta back smiling sweetly “I have been doing wonderful! How about you?” She said, keeping a hand on her shoulder.
Ingrid sighed tiredly when she arrived at the group. “Sorry for that…” She said, smiling awkwardly. “Jørgen! How have you been? You haven’t gotten in trouble with the cops again from Esta’s driving have you?”
Jørgen let out a laugh, looking at Ingrid, “Well not with driving this time.” He looks at Esta, who wrapped her arm around Estrid’s shoulder and looks back at him with raised eyebrows.
He waved the group together, Estrid and Esta standing next to each other while Ingrid stood in the middle of the group. Jørgen takes the left side of the group raising his camera, “strike a pose everyone!”
Ingrid made a simple wave towards the camera, while Jørgen, Estrid with Esta held up a peace sign. Jørgen took the picture, adding filters to it before posting on his Pidgeon.
“Mind taking another one Jørgen, for little ol’ me.” Esta faked a pout towards Jørgen. He readied the camera again, holding it up.
Esta leaned over to Estrid and kissed her on the cheek. Jørgen covered his mouth in an overly dramatic manner for the photo. Meanwhile Ingrid didn’t bother making a pose rather looking Esta and Estrid with a curious look.
“Uhh, is this one good to post?” He looks over to Estrid in particular.
Estrid’s cheeks flushed heavily. “I-I guess I don’t have much issue with you sending.” She stuttered a little bit as her fingers played with her long black hair. Ingrid silently giggled at seeing her cousin acting like this.
“As long as you’re certain.” Jørgen posts the picture, giving a side look toward Esta who only gives a smug smirk to him.
“How about we get going, hmm?” Ingrid spoke up, giving a curious glance towards Esta, before giving a sweet smile to Jørgen. “We don’t want to get late right?”
Jørgen agreed, “Well we’re a day early but you are correct. So let’s get moving on before Ingrid’s fans overwhelm the guards and swarm us.” He gives a cocky smile to Ingrid. “I have arranged a car to take us to the palace.” He puts his arms around Esta and Ingrid as the party is encircled by security guards as they make their way to the exit.
“Good Spirits it’s hot here!” Esta wiped a bit of sweat from her forehead, used to the harsh Borean weather and not the cursed land where the sun seems to be shooting a death beam on to her.
“Well wearing black gothic dress with a fur scarf ain’t going to help to bear with the sun either dear.” Estrid said with a smirk as she poke Esta’s side, to tease her a little bit. She was far more used to the hot weather compared to her elven counterpart. Estrid had chosen to wear more usual summer clothing such as a fashionable black skirt and white top which made dealing with the heat far easier to deal with such a hot weather.
Ingrid on her end wore the traditional kimono that she had worn at her coronation. While not as bad as Esta in dealing with the heat, she as well had to wipe a bit of sweat from her forehead. “I think Borea made me too weak when it comes to dealing with the heat…”
Jørgen laughed out the two Borean’s misfortune, “Honestly, if you threw in some over the top advertisements, a few cosplays here and there. It’s kinda like Vakrestrender.” Notably the elf did not suffer any of the effects of the heat, much to the two Boreans’ annoyance.
“You don’t have to look so smug about this Jørgen.” Esta took off her fur scarf and forced one of the guards to carry it for her.
“Yes I do.” He quickly replied back with a grin.
Ingrid gave a sharp poke towards Jørgen’s side and then whistled innocently when he turned towards her. Causing Estrid to giggle a little bit. “Bully some poor little girls, Jørgen? For shame!” She dramatically spoke as she gave a fake gasp.
He gives a fake pout, “Esta bullies me every chance she gets, if anything I should be bullying her more to even things out.” His pout changes into a smile, as the group entered into the armor car.
“Thank the spirits, it has AC.” Esta relaxed into the seat after directing the fans towards herself.
Ingrid let out a sigh as she sat down at her seat and had to compete with Esta in trying to get the fans to be directed at her instead. Estrid rolled her eyes, but smiled as she looked towards Jørgen allowing the two Borean monarchs to be left alone in their competition to cool down. “So Jørgen! How are things going down in Vakrestrender? I heard there was a recent Norgsveltian military exercise with the air force stationed there?”
Jørgen shrugged his shoulders, “That’s the prime minister’s and the rest of parliament’s job to deal with. The only thing I know about it is what anime was made abo-” He was cut of by Esta’s foot nudging him and giving him a glare.
“Remember what I said about leaving the anime talk at home?” Esta pouted at him, Jørgen making an overly dramatic puff and crossed his arms. “Fiiiiiine but if it comes in normal conversation…”
Esta rolled her eyes, “If that happens then you can talk about it, but I swear to the spirits if you’re the one who is the first one to talk about anime. I will bully you ten times more than I usually do.”
Jørgen put his hands on his cheek, making an overly dramatic saying “Oh no, even more bullying?” He lets out a laugh, “I promise again I won’t bring it up.”
Esta gave a giggle, fanning herself with her hands. “Oh, I’m almost certain you will break that promise.” Giving Jørgen a smile.
“That’s why I have pictures of you and yo-” Esta spoke in a teasing tone until she was cut off by the only man in the car.
“You wouldn’t dare.” Jørgen leaned closer to his best friend.
“You know I would.” She said with a smirk.
“Fine, fine. I try extra hard not to bring it up.” Jørgen leaned back into his chair, softly laughing at his own misfortune.
Estrid and Ingrid gave a shared look, before the two looked towards Jørgen. Ingrid raised an eyebrow. “What does an air force exercise have to do with anime?”
Esta let out an annoyed groin as a smile grew on Jørgen’s face. “Did you hear that Esta?”
“I did, I did. Just, get it out of your system.” Esta crossed her arms on her chest.
“Well you see, Ingrid and Estrid. Vakrestrender as part of a drive to get people to join Norgsveldet’s military, moe-ized all the military planes, tanks, everything!” Jørgen seemed to be overjoyed about the topic.
“Explain to them what moe-ized means Jørgen, not everyone is as much of a weeb as you are.” Esta rolled her eyes, looking through the tinted windows at the cityscape driving by.
“Oh-oh! Well you see moe-ized is when you take an object, like a HK-45 or a rifle! Then you draw it into an anime character!” He reached into pocket and pulled out his phone. “Here it’s easier to show you it.”
He showed the pair of curious girls a ‘moe-ized’ HK-45. “See?” He smiles greatly while Esta keeps looking outside, refusing to look at the photo again.
Ingrid simply laughed, be it from the ridiculousness of the whole “moe-ized” military equipment or simply being very amused by the banter between Jørgen and Esta. While Estrid just smiled and nodded a long. “They made it so cuteeee!~” Estrid said with a little squeal.
Esta put her hands together in a pleading motion. “Estrid, I beg of you don’t feed into thi-”
“Here’s the aircraft carrier one! She’s holding the HK-45s in her arms.” Jørgen swips the photo to show a meme of the moe-ized aircraft carrier throwing the HK-45s.
Ingrid pats Esta’s back, as Estrid leans over to get a closer look of Jørgen’s phone becoming very interested in anime versions of the different Norgsveltian military equipment. “Has people in Vakrestrender become more interested in joining the Norgsveltian armed forces after this?” Estrid asked, looking up at Jørgen.
Jørgen shrugged his arms, “I just think it’s neat.”
“If you finish with moe-ganda, I believe this is our stop.” Esta spoke as the car came into a stop in front of the al-Mahadiyya Palace.
