tushanshu | 1st Flight [video]

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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This is considered backwards for some, it seems. I do understand the sentiment, though you speak of Romans... What year is it where you are from?

983.

[Pause.]

I've been told I set some kind of record around here.

... Considering that is more than a millennium from my time, I would say it is quite a feat. Most of the ones I met come from closer eras. No wonder the technology confuses you.

Is that what it's called?

[He's not even going to ask what a millennium is. He sounds the word out for a minute, as though trying to find the translation in his head before he shrugs it off.]

Honestly I didn't know what to make of it. We just have a food storage house back home. Nothing like a...what did she call it?...refridgetator?

Technology is a general term for it, yes. This one is a computer. [Man, and she thought she was sheltered. Then again, it wasn't exactly the same thing.] That would be it's name. It's a wonderful device, and certainly does a better job at storing meat than a regular food storage.

But how can something that small store enough for the winter?

[Because Berk winters mean a lot of food gathering, man.]

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