Hiccup Haddock (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
newberktown) wrote2012-03-09 08:37 pm
newberktown) wrote2012-03-09 08:37 pm
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Fourth Flight. [video.]
[The feed opens up to the view of a boy. He's a scrawny thing, and is looking pretty lifeless this evening especially. After crumpling up a torn-off piece of paper and tossing it over his shoulder, he goes limp against the desk where he's working, burying his head in his arms.
On the floor, a creature stirs. The blue dinosaur toddles his way on over to the discarded paper, using gleaming claws to carefully pick it apart so as to view it's contents. When Adder sees what it is, his gaze lifts to the boy, then moves back down to the paper before going back again. After a few more seconds, only punctuated by the teen's sigh, the Bagon makes his way over to the other--to his new trainer--and offers up the paper. When he gets Hiccup's attention, he gestures with one stubby arm towards the gear.
Hiccup sighs again, gently taking the paper before patting Adder on the head and walking towards the gear, settling down in front of it.]
I don't know how many knew him, but... Toothless is gone.
[He checks the paper again, smoothing it out even more before showing the drawing. He manages to look even more grim than when this video began.]
This is sort of what he looked like, while he was here. And this is how he looks back home.
...I'm going to miss him.
[Hiccup averts his gaze for a few seconds, instead staring down at his drawings. He would have been content to leave it at that, really, but an insistent noise from one of his other pokemon causes him to look up.]
Oh.
[The boy gets to his feet, moving off-screen, then returns with an egg.]
...I have an egg here, too. I think it's Urd's, since it looks like how she did before she hatched. [He pauses a second.] I think she wants me to find a home for it. So I guess if anyone's interested...
[The viking trails off, giving the gear one last look before reaching over and ending the feed. He's going to take a walk, so it'll be a bit before he replies to anything.]
[ooc: egg is pre-claimed by Rose!]
On the floor, a creature stirs. The blue dinosaur toddles his way on over to the discarded paper, using gleaming claws to carefully pick it apart so as to view it's contents. When Adder sees what it is, his gaze lifts to the boy, then moves back down to the paper before going back again. After a few more seconds, only punctuated by the teen's sigh, the Bagon makes his way over to the other--to his new trainer--and offers up the paper. When he gets Hiccup's attention, he gestures with one stubby arm towards the gear.
Hiccup sighs again, gently taking the paper before patting Adder on the head and walking towards the gear, settling down in front of it.]
I don't know how many knew him, but... Toothless is gone.
[He checks the paper again, smoothing it out even more before showing the drawing. He manages to look even more grim than when this video began.]
This is sort of what he looked like, while he was here. And this is how he looks back home.
...I'm going to miss him.
[Hiccup averts his gaze for a few seconds, instead staring down at his drawings. He would have been content to leave it at that, really, but an insistent noise from one of his other pokemon causes him to look up.]
Oh.
[The boy gets to his feet, moving off-screen, then returns with an egg.]
...I have an egg here, too. I think it's Urd's, since it looks like how she did before she hatched. [He pauses a second.] I think she wants me to find a home for it. So I guess if anyone's interested...
[The viking trails off, giving the gear one last look before reaching over and ending the feed. He's going to take a walk, so it'll be a bit before he replies to anything.]
[ooc: egg is pre-claimed by Rose!]
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Hiccup eyes the Tropius, who cranes her neck to see him instead when she realizes she's being studied.]
Yeah, that...works. [Lightly scritching her neck. Because that's what you do with things that even remotely resemble dragons.] ...Littlefoot, then. Thanks, uh...
[Oh, right.]
What's your name?
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[She beams briefly, because success.]
Me?
Name's Heather.
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[His smile isn't nearly as bright as hers... But considering he is grateful that Littlefoot now has a name, it does make an appearance.]
I'm Hiccup--and I already know it's a terrible name.
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[... And then...]
... Wow.
Yeah, that's--
... Wow.
[WHAT WERE HIS PARENTS THINKING.]
... You must've had a pretty hard time in Viking school, huh.
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At least it's better than Snotlout.
[Or he...hoped...]
As for "viking school", it's really only the same three goons, two okay people, and me. And nowadays, they're just kind of wondering how I'm doing so well instead of being so dead.
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[Because... well yeah. Seriously.]
A five-person school, huh... that's surreal. Where I'm from, schools have like... hundreds of people.
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[Dragon training wasn't even that educational. He couldn't imagine an even bigger class trying to learn.]
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[She'd never been a fan of school, no matter how hard her father had tried to preach the values of education.]
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[Hiccup can relate. He's completely going against his school's education.]
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I was probably one of the people making it harder for everybody else, actually.
I never really took school too seriously.
[It's something she regrets now, but...]
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[It's something that he's been wondering for a while, what with all the changes between his time and everyone else's. Not the mention the fact that most people don't have to learn a dragon's weak point.]
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Big building full of kids... stick 'em in rooms and tell 'em to sit still while grownups go on about stuff nobody cares about for six hours...
Throw in a half-hour break at one point for some crappy food.
That's school where I'm from in a nutshell.