Hiccup. For real. (
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sirenspull_logs2012-03-03 11:23 pm
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Who: HICCUP and ~* Asssstrid *~
When: Sometime after Astrid's arrival
Where: At the Tower Apartments. Outside. Somewhere.
Summary: Late to Astrid's welcoming party, Hiccup tries to make up for it by meeting her at the baseball diamond and its starter apartments. Confusion ensues.
Warnings: THESE ARE VIKINGS. VIKINGS.
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The amount of dishes being brought in from the front always had a tendency to look like they weren't going down. Even if he had gone through ten, twenty of them at a time, there were still more to get to. He knew he had to finish doing them, but this day suddenly became very important to him.
Astrid - the star Viking pupil in his dragon-training class and the girl of his dreams - was here.
In his haste, Hiccup made it a point to fish out the rock from the bottom of the metal sink, yanking off the apron and shrugging into his fur vest as he sped out the back door of Nibbleheim, making up explanations for his departure as the shouts of his supervisor faded behind him, thin legs sprinting toward the baseball diamond and its apartments.
The distance itself was something he forgot to acknowledge ahead of time, causing his epic run to falter, slowing to a stop. But with his type of persistence, he caught his breath and continued running the rest of the way.
Once the diamond was in sight, all Hiccup had to do was look for the blond girl with the axe in her hand. And she did say she was going to climb a tree. So the best way to go about spotting her was to glance at the trees in the area while calling her name. "Astrid?" The boy jogged, taking in a few calming breaths while green eyes darting back and forth. "Astrid! Hello?"
When: Sometime after Astrid's arrival
Where: At the Tower Apartments. Outside. Somewhere.
Summary: Late to Astrid's welcoming party, Hiccup tries to make up for it by meeting her at the baseball diamond and its starter apartments. Confusion ensues.
Warnings: THESE ARE VIKINGS. VIKINGS.
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The amount of dishes being brought in from the front always had a tendency to look like they weren't going down. Even if he had gone through ten, twenty of them at a time, there were still more to get to. He knew he had to finish doing them, but this day suddenly became very important to him.
Astrid - the star Viking pupil in his dragon-training class and the girl of his dreams - was here.
In his haste, Hiccup made it a point to fish out the rock from the bottom of the metal sink, yanking off the apron and shrugging into his fur vest as he sped out the back door of Nibbleheim, making up explanations for his departure as the shouts of his supervisor faded behind him, thin legs sprinting toward the baseball diamond and its apartments.
The distance itself was something he forgot to acknowledge ahead of time, causing his epic run to falter, slowing to a stop. But with his type of persistence, he caught his breath and continued running the rest of the way.
Once the diamond was in sight, all Hiccup had to do was look for the blond girl with the axe in her hand. And she did say she was going to climb a tree. So the best way to go about spotting her was to glance at the trees in the area while calling her name. "Astrid?" The boy jogged, taking in a few calming breaths while green eyes darting back and forth. "Astrid! Hello?"
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He looked down.
That explained a lot.
"...Oh."
With a delayed start, Hiccup scrambled back, hitting the bedside first before rolling off the other way onto the wider floorspace. He then stayed curled into a ball for a few minutes to recover. He then stared up at the ceiling, lips puttering as he huffed. "Well! That was fun."
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There was a bout of awkward silence then, as she brushed her bangs to the side, staring at the wall hard enough to bore a hole into the plaster. "Yeah, it was." It had been fun, despite the fall and Hiccup landing on her.
Peeling her eyes away from the ceiling she turned them back to the boy on the floor. Today had proven to be quite the emotional roller coaster of a ride and now that she was coming down off her high of excitement, she could think a bit clearer now. Then came the hard part - what to talk about next?
"Have you ever seen any of the monsters people keep talking about? After dark?"
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"I never really had the chance to look," Hiccup answered. "That was because I just got here at the time, and everyone was already telling me to head indoors when it was still light out."
Except he wasn't running around past people who were telling him to get inside in various annoyed vocal tones. Some of them were more concerned, in a way.
He shrugged. "I'm guessing it's pretty bad if they were in such a hurry to say so. That and checking everything to make sure it's strong enough to hold for the night."
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She answered, staring more at her feet now than anything else. People had been quick enough to tell her to get inside and not come out after dark. It had been a bit irritating if she were to be honest with herself, even if she knew they had her best interest at heart.
She kicked her feet a bit then, still focused on her toes.
"I kind of want to go out there, if only for a few minutes. Just to see what they're all talking about...but that'd be pretty stupid, huh."
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He didn't mean to agree to the thought right off the bat like that, and it was too late to take it back. Then again, it was a force of habit he never tried to curb. He rolled his eyes at himself, smacking a hand lightly against the side of his face. "Not like you could be told to stay in one place and let other people handle things like that." He frowned at himself. It was like he couldn't stop. "I mean- it's all...Viking instincts!" He threw his hands up in the air as he ended the rambling there, letting them drop unceremoniously.
Another pause took hold.
"Besides," Hiccup turned his head, faintly smirking. "That's exactly what I would've done, anyway."
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As she watched Hiccup fumble with his words, she couldn't help but smirk. He was so quick to agree, so quick to stumble and trip over himself when he spoke.
"That's exactly what you would've done? Really?"
Astrid couldn't keep the challenge out of her voice. She couldn't help herself, in that aspect. Almost everything was a challenge or made into one when it came to her daily life. She wanted to be the strongest, the quickest, the smartest - she wanted to be the best. Even if she'd learned how to cooperate far better than she had in the past, the independent, stubborn streak of her personality was just as prevalent as ever.
"You wouldn't last out there at all, Hiccup. No offense."
She leaned forward then, a conspiring grin tugging at her lips. Partially goading just for the sake of it and partially serious, Astrid couldn't help but tease.
"I bet I could though. Maybe I could even get a cool scar out of it. What do you think?"
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Out of habit, he flinched at her tone, slumping again after it dissipated.
He let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah, you're probably right," he said, dry tones slipping in without faltering. "A stick can't survive unless it acts like a stick. And I doubt that would do any good out in the dark."
Hiccup tilted his head back to glance at the girl at a weird angle, almost upside-down. "Well," he added, with a faint smirk, "Most likely. Since it's you."
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"Hiccup the stick then, are you?"
She pulled her finger away then, resting elbows against knees as she cocked her head to the side. "Well, what do you think? Should I give the monsters a go tonight? Would I look better with a bit of mauling or am I fine just the way I am?"
Was she serious? Partially. Would she go out there just for the thrill and challenge? Most likely. Did she know how stupid it would be? Absolutely.
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As his facial muscles relaxed, a more serious and thoughtful look crossed his freckled features, brow slightly furrowed. It was Astrid. She was the competitive type, full of that true Viking spirit to take things head-on. Even a person with the right amount of sense would warn her (or anyone else for that matter) of the dangers that lurked outside in the Darkness would fuel curiosity and foolhardiness, doing the opposite of the warning's intended effect. But Hiccup knew she had enough of that sense to know when a bad situation got worse. Even Vikings knew that. They just accepted the fact that, whether in victory or defeat, the end result was for the best.
"...Maybe...wait a while," Hiccup replied cautiously, his voice quiet. "You just got here." He then tried to lighten things up again, an awkward shift from his own version of seriousness. "I doubt the monsters will go anywhere else, anyway."
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Acquiescing she sat down, tired of squatting, palms pressed to the floor. Even though she was only half serious, being told it was a bad idea by someone else made the fact all the more sobering.
"They won't be leaving any time soon."
Then, a switch again, away from the topic of reckless destruction and back onto a more teasing focus, brought on by Hiccup himself. "Oh yeah? You'll grow?" She couldn't help the smirk on her lips. "You're going to have to drink ten goats dry to see any progress I think. Better get on that."
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Hands folded over his chest, fingers interlacing as he made his trademark flat expression, sniffing. "Well. Maybe I will." A pause. It was a nice thought, being taller than everyone. "And then all of you would have to look up at me." And it would be awesome.
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"As for people looking up to you, you managed to make them do that, even if your small. Weren't you listening?"
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He rolled over, now looking at Astrid the right way, holding up a finger to emphasize his point. "And just for that comment - whenever that day comes, I'm holding you to your word."
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"That day? Isn't coming for quite awhile. Don't get your hopes up."
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He couldn't help but smile in return.
"We'll see."
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A bit of a warning, although it was empty as ever. Satisfied, she was back up on her feet, straightening herself out. "I want the bed tonight. We can take turns if you want." Blond bangs found themselves in the way again before she brushed them aside, gaze shifting toward the piece of furniture in question. It technically was big enough for two. "...Or maybe, we can share it sometime. For sleeping."
Once again, she'd found herself speaking too soon, cursing herself for it. What would their parents say at the thought? They'd certainly have bundled either of them up in a sac for it if they were going to share a bed. The thought was as uncomfortable as it was embarrassing. Such thoughts led to other embarrassing thoughts like marriage (which was something she'd put off thinking about entirely, Loki be damned), which really wasn't something that would be that far off if they were home in Berk. Vikings married young, after all, but marriage was nothing she wanted to concern herself with. Ever. At least...not for awhile.
No. This was ridiculous. All of this was.
"Right...well, show me something new!" That was the best way to take her mind off ridiculous thoughts. "This home is full of weird things, so show me Hiccup."
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He paused. What was it that she said? Share the bed. For sleeping. Share. Bed. Sleep. Of course for sleep. What else would it be for-
Oh.
His face became a light shade of red as he promptly leaned back, running a hand over his hair. "YEAH! Totally fine with the floor! It'll be like the bed I got at home and it'll be no problem, sleeping on it!"
An awkward laugh trailed off into an awkward silence before Astrid broke it again.
"Huh?" He blinked rapidly, shutting his mouth to nod vigorously. "Okay. I-I'll do that."
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A bit of forced enthusiasm, but it was mostly genuine. They could embrace the awkwardness that would come again at nighttime. For now however? Well, they could both do without.
One hand settled on Astrid's hip as she waved the free one about. "Get up then. C'mon. What are you going to show me?"
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Placing his hands against the ground, the boy pushed up, his lanky body benefiting him in this action as he stood. He dusted his palms off, clapping them together several times as he nodded.
He took the lead, shrugging as he looked over a shoulder. "Let's see what you haven't seen yet."
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"Well, there's a lot of things in here. What's first?"
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"The digital one has this thing called a radio built into it. Sounds come out of it - like from the devices we got." Or a rock. Which made no sense. "Talking, music, sometimes both. They also come in bigger forms that have multiple settings, it's crazy!"
Clearly he was in his element. Who else would nerd over the technicalities of modern technology?
He then walked over to pick something up from the coffee table. It was slender, with many colored buttons on it. "Now this? It's a remote. It's no good on its own, but if I do this..." The 'power' button clicked, triggering a low, electric hum. The screen of the television set gradually brightened, displaying people and noise.
It was an action film of some sort, and a car exploded.
"Whoa!" Even if Hiccup did mess with the channels beforehand, he still flinched. He also remembered that this would garner the same reaction from Astrid - maybe even worse. "It's okay!" he piped up, waving his hands at the girl in supplication. "That's normal! That's its function! Television. Function."
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But even then, shouldn't she try to figure them out too? Just because Hiccup was more familiar with technology and how things worked didn't mean she'd be any less capable than he was, right? She just...needed to learn. Study...which meant reading. Reading wasn't the worst thing she'd ever done, but it wasn't the best either.
Suddenly the attention was turned away from the clocks back to what Hiccup soon labeled a remote, which he pointed at...whatever that box was and suddenly, as if a magic spell had been cast, a moving picture immediately overtook the screen with an explosion. Astrid found herself flinching, eyes wide as she cringed in awe at the explosion happening before her.
"It...shows you things exploding?"
She could get used to a function like that.
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There was also something about those explosions that made it all the better.
Eyebrows raised slightly. He then nodded, giving a small, lopsided smile. "Eh. Sometimes? Depending on the channel."
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"There's more than just explosions on this thing?"
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"A channel is...uh, how do I explain this..." The remote tapped against his face several times in thought, eyes lighting up once he came up with an example. "It's like a book. Different channels, different books. Or chapters. You can turn to any chapter or channel you want - channels just happen to have a lot more variety than one book would. Unless you compare volumes to channels. That's also possible, actually."
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