1st Flight [video]

[dragonconqueror]

Oh for Thor's sake, they said this would be easy...

[There's a curious green eye studying the communicator before it zooms out to reveal a young boy of about fourteen or fifteen, his face covered in scratches and scars that look both fresh and old, the oldest one a nick on the right side of his chin. He grins a bit tiredly, sitting back and snapping his fingers.]

I knew I could get it to work! Man, if we had things like this back home it'd make communicating with other tribes easier...

[He fiddles a bit, the screen flicking off as he discovers the other functions, a bit of text gibber jabber appearing before it switches back to full video, then he remembers the people he spoke to said that others could be watching.]

Uh, hi. I'm Hiccup. Great name, I know, but I guess it's kept me from being snatched up by gnomes and trolls all these years so it's worth something at least. If you couldn't guess, I'm kinda new...just arrived really. I don't think I was awake for a lot of the talk though, getting knocked out by a giant dragon tail would do that to you. I think I'm awake. At least I hope so anyway. This place doesn't look like any Valhalla I ever dreamed of.

[He reaches down to scratch at his leg.]

There's...a lot of things here that we don't have at home. I hope I don't blow anything up. And, uh, this is gonna sound kinda strange but I don't suppose anyone has anything I can, er, walk with? [Pause.] One of my legs kind of...doesn't work. They helped me here but I don't know how I'm going to get around...

I guess that's...it? Yeah.

[He goes to get up but lets out a yelp as he puts pressure on his injured leg and he falls backwards, crashing to the floor.]

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[dragonconqueror]

[Pause.]

I can't...I mean I don't think I have. It's been a while since dad told me any of his war stories...

[The last part is muttered.]

[myownhand]

[..............she recognizes that hesitation DONT THINK SHE DOESN'T]

Are you sure about that? What year are y'from anyway?

[NOT LETTING YOU OFF THE HOOK HADDOCK]

[dragonconqueror]

Year?

[WHAT ARE YEARS?]

Let's see...this'll be my fifteenth summer, the village was founded three hundred years ago or more...I think the Romans said it was 976...no wait, that was seven years ago...

SUDDEN VIDEO WITH FLYING HAIR MONSTER

[myownhand]

[.............Oh that is like. Way before her. DOn"T MIND AS THE VIDEO COMES ON]


You're OLDER than me!

SHRIEKS

[dragonconqueror]

[WOW WAY TO MAKE HIM FALL BACK OFF HIS CHAIR, MER. Hiccup picks himself up after a second though, hauling himself up and staring with wide eyes at the screen. Wow. That's a lot of red hair.]

O-Older?

1/2

[myownhand]

Aye! I've been the one who comes from th'earliest time around here. But now you're earlier than me. Much earlier than me. And th'oldest!

done

[myownhand]

[...wait for it]

I guess I don't have t'fight y't'the death now.

[dragonconqueror]

Wait, that's a good thing?

[Pause.]

I mean the being the oldest bit, not the fight to the death. Of course that's a good thing. Even if I could pick up a sword at the least, I'm still injured.

[myownhand]

No, it's a good thing I'm not th'oldest anymore because I'm tired of bein' th'only one baffled by everythin'.


[....] Have y'tried flushin' th'toilet yet?

[dragonconqueror]

Doing what to the toilet?

[myownhand]

[OH OH OH.]

In th'bathroom. That white thin' shaped like a bowl, that's shiney. There's a lever on th'side of it.


[Hiccup. do the thing.]

Press it down. See what happens.

[dragonconqueror]

[He hasn't actually explored the place much, but he raises an eyebrow and with some great difficulty manages to hobble over to the bathroom, looking for the thing she mentioned. Is this some kind of Scottish trick or sorcery?

A few seconds later there's a flush and a yelp.]

[myownhand]

[He'll hear from the other room]

I told you! And that's just th'start of it!

[She may be laughing now. because now she realizes how funny it is.]

[dragonconqueror]

[A hand comes up onto the desk as he's managed to half walk, half crawl his way back to the communicator.]

You knew that was going to happen!

[myownhand]

A'course I knew! But how was I supposed t'explain it t'you?

"Oh, by th'way. There's a pristine white bowl which y'supposed t'do your business into. And when you're done, th'water is magically sucked away!"

[dragonconqueror]

Y'know I'm not as dumb as some stories you've probably heard about vikings, right?

[myownhand]

I'm not sayin' your dumb I'm just sayin' it's better t'see it in person.


[And to hear you scream!]

[dragonconqueror]

[Be careful, Mer, your Scottish sadist is showing.]

Kind of like anything I guess.

[He still doesn't appreciate it. He gives a small laugh.]

As if consorting with a dragon wasn't enough for disownment, my dad would have a heart attack if he saw this.

[myownhand]

Your dad? My dad would already be over there figurin' out which part of y't'cut off first! And then he'd write a song about it.

[Scoffing]

Besides, we're hundred of years apart, it's not like my parents fought yours.

[dragonconqueror]

Your dad sounds like mine, apart from the writing a song part.

[Rolling his eyes. Dads, amirite?]

I guess we can forego tradition then, huh?

1/2

[myownhand]

I suppose it's only right. I don't think t'turtle or th'kedan would appreciate us fightin' a war here.

[A war with two people. Only merida]

[myownhand]

So, what were y'sayin' about dragons?

[dragonconqueror]

[Yeah, a war doesn't sound fun to Hiccup. He's been caught in the middle of one for the last fifteen years after all.]

I was fighting one before I came here...well, I guess I was more or less directing Toothless, so it wasn't really me fighting her...big one as tall and wide as a mountain, controlled the nest like a queen bee. [He gives a small shrug.] I got knocked out by her tail when we went down.

[myownhand]

I've never seen a dragon before. My mother said that they either live far off or have all died.

[She's kind of envious rn tbh]

So, are y'okay? I saw y'limpin', but-- that's kind of normal where I'm from.

[She's sure you know hiccup.]

[dragonconqueror]

[His brow furrows together when she mentions they might have died, but then he remembers she's from like a few hundred years past his prime nevermind that as an old man he's watching dragons go back to where ever they came from and writing his memoirs.]

Really? They're a regular occurrence where I come from. Uh, well I mean our village was raided because they had to feed this huge dragon that controlled the nest like a queen bee.

[He gives a small shrug.]

I'm okay. I can't feel anything below the shin but there's some healers coming.