"Rurkyng-verb... Sounds like "roar-kin". The emphasis on the "roar" sound indicates aggression. The emphasis on the "kin" sound indicates placidity. Huh. No wonder he was so upset," Ragna muttered and scooped a controlled amount of food into her mouth. She chewed slowly as she scrolled through the paragraphs of a book written in Corenan on a small handheld computer.<br/><br/>"Apparently, I will have to apologize the next time I see him."<br/><br/>She lifted one booted foot and crossed it over another and sipped a small amount of her drink before she turned the page. Her eyes scanned over the symbols on the page and her eyes widened a little. Color flushed her pale cheeks and she turned the computer off.<br/><br/>"Yep! Yep. I must definitely apologize..."<br/><br/>She leaned back in her seat to stretch and her eyes scanned the crowd. Each and every one of them was there for a divine purpose: to find the existence of gods. Well, all except for Ragna of course. Ragna had a very different view of the Gods, but she was not one to go around shouting it into every room on every floor of Hrið. Her job on board the ship was to stop fights and promote synergy, not to start them. Still, they were good companions and Ragna found no fault in their desire to keep the Norse traditions alive. When the time came, she knew she could count on them.<br/><br/>She took another controlled bite and another small sip of drink as the Captain entered and made her way to the food line. Ragna waited until Alfhild had finished engaging in conversation with Kole the cook before sliding from her seat and approaching on her own.<br/><br/>"Greetings, Captain," Ragna said. She had to look up slightly to be eye to eye with Alfhild, but she seemed un-intimidated nonetheless.  "Please forgive my short sparring session this morning. There was something on my mind that I needed to settle."<br/><br/>She scratched the short side of her pink head.<br/><br/>"I'm sure it won't be anything serious, but we should probably give Coren a wide birth for now..." She waved her hands calmly. "Actually, I doubt it's that bad. According to my files I used the wrong inflection on a word, but Corenan is a tricky language. They were mad, but it wasn't like last time..."<br/><br/>She traced the scar on her lip.<br/><br/>"I just thought you should know I pissed them off again. It wasn't on purpose though on my honor."