Hiatus -- Something Crazy

Clearly this young man was the type of person who felt the need to rush in and save the day, and Numair sighed internally. He admired those people greatly, but they did have a habit of getting themselves killed.

"Numair Salmalin, at your service," he said, executing a sweeping bow. "Mage, scholar, and current traveler." Berk wasn’t on any map he had ever seen before, and he frowned. "I have a feeling that I’m not where I meant to be. I thought that ship was heading for Tortall. No matter. It wasn’t about dragons being bad per se. Humans fear things they don’t understand. Most of them, anyway. I tend to move closer to mysteries. Now, you said ah—Toothless was a Night Fury? Implying there are different breeds of dragon here?”

{ - ✹ - } Hiccup shifted his weight from foot to metal foot and fiddled with his armor. A mage? How did that even work? Arcane arts were dead on Berk but Hiccup had still never heard of anyone titling themselves as "mage." He wouldn't question it yet; that seemed like a lot of information he wasn't prepared for. Talking about dragons was much easier. He made a mental note of "Numair" and "mage" for Fishlegs later. Maybe they could find out a way to get this young man where he was supposed to be head. Tortall, Hiccup reminded himself.

"Ah, yeah. He might be the last of his kind, but there are hundreds, thousands of other species." Hiccup pushed at the tail winding around his legs. Toothless was bored already and obviously wanted to play. He wasn't taking Hiccup's no for an answer either. Hiccup gave in and motioned for Toothless to come closer. He scratched under the dragon's jaw and bumped their noses together before getting an idea. Looking to Numair he offered, "I could show you around the island if you want."

#outofleather #grace rambles

[I'm going on an unfollowing spree for people who:

A. have been inactive for 1+ months B. are not mutuals/not RPing with me C. talking up other Hiccups while blatantly ignoring me because that just plain hurts my feelings or D. have unfollowed me first.

But after unfollowing people, I will be going on a hunt for others to follow. My dash needs to be a happy place.]

mxndelan liked the thing for a thing

{ - ✹ - } Some days you just can't find a decent place to crash for the night. Hiccup had been mapping Berk and it's surroundings for over two years now. He never planned to be wandering forests at eighteen, but he couldn't say he hated it. This was the farthest he'd ever gone with Toothless, and they were both in need of a restful night before they could even think about flying anymore. Hiccup was so tired he forgot his foot was made of metal and wondered why he'd lost feeling.

"Just head down, bud. We'll find something." Hiccup took a breath and ran his hands through his hair as Toothless let out a yawn that sounded more like a lazy roar, which evolved into a playful blast of his fire. The Viking smiled and put his hands back on the saddle's grip. Toothless spiraled them lower until he had to close his wings at the tree tops and drop. It was rougher than the pair of explorers were used to but they managed.

#v; explorer #mxndelan

[The dork making this very attractive face could be yours if you like this for a starter.]

#outofleather #starter call

[Just look at this idiot. I hate him.]

#adventures in icon making #outofleather

lupiiisms-archive-deactivated20

Another Angsty Starters Meme

"I just really need to have you here right now."

"Didn’t you see what I did?!"

"Oh fuck, oh FUCK."

"Please come get me."

"Where are you?!"

"I’m coming, just sit tight!"

"Look at me - just breathe, okay?"

"I can’t breathe!"

"You don’t have to stay."

"It’s all my fault."

"It’s all YOUR fault!"

"Don’t fucking touch me."

"Please I just… really need space right now."

"I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere."

"I’m gonna be sick."

"Ever wonder if the world would be better off without you… ?"

"I’m sick of being USELESS."

"You’re not useless."

"Shit, are you bleeding?!"

"Please, put it DOWN."

"Shh, c’mere…"

"It’s okay to cry…"

"Don’t listen to them. Don’t you EVER listen to them."

"I’m not cut out for this."

"Just leave me ALONE."

"Please listen to me-"

"You can trust me."

"Don’t trust me."

"What happened doesn’t change anything."

#meme

rpsituations-blog

In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?

#meme

Numair stared at him for a long moment. They were probably around the same age, give or take a few years, and while Numair had done some incredible things with his power, even he wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could go storming into the Divine Realms and making demands.

"You want to take your dragon and bust into the Divine Realms?" he said, tugging at his nose, incredulous. "Hag’s bones, that’s not a wise idea. You do understand that’s where the gods live, yes? You probably have different ones, I’m not even sure where I am, but you understand no one makes the gods do anything surely. You’d have to…open some kind of portal and then convince the dragons to come through it. After four hundred years, they might not be so willing to move. You’re unlikely to even make a dent in the barrier without at least a yellow robe mage on your side.”

{ - ✹ - } That might have put a dent in Hiccup's passion. He wasn't sure he was ready for a head-to-head bought with Odin, or any other god. But dragons locked up... It hurt the chief's heart to even think of it. 'Divine Realms.' He probably should have connected that with Valhalla earlier. His mind had been a bit preoccupied by the vexing idea of caged dragons.

"I'm honestly not understanding half of what you say," Hiccup began with a small sigh, "but if there are dragons out there being held against their will, I have to help them. You don't understand. No dragon is all bad. They deserve freedom as much as anyone else. I--" Toothless whined and pressed his head against Hiccup's arm, calming his rider from launching into an impassioned speech. Hiccup took the dragon's head between his hands and scratched along the scales. "I should start at the beginning. This is Berk, my name is Hiccup; I'm chief here. This is Toothless; he's a Night Fury."

Fear couldn’t hold back Numair’s natural curiosity, and when he saw that the dragon didn’t seem to want to savage him, he stretched a hand out, stroking scales cautiously. “Magnificent,” he breathed. It was one thing to read about dragons and quite another to touch one.

He glanced at the young man. “Well, considering it happened four hundred years ago, I doubt you’re going to get much out of them. All the Immortals were rounded up and locked away. Call it human arrogance or being cautious, but the spells needed to break open that barrier are complex and multi-layered. They’re in there for a good while.”

{ - ✹ - } Toothless happily accommodated the young man, bumping up into his touch and purring. As soon as he thought Numair wouldn't bounce away again, he paced in a circle and nosed at his clothes until he was satisfied. The alpha bounded back over to Hiccup and nudged his arm until Hiccup obliged with petting him.

"Four hundred years?" The news was like the breaking of waves against the Berkians statues marking their territory; harsh and unforgiving, it was a reality that couldn't be ignored. Hiccup sighed through his nose and looked to Numair, determined fire lighting his jade eyes. "Tell me how to get them and I'll see how well that witchcraft holds up to Toothless' plasma."

moderntvquotes-blog-blog

Sometimes you try to do the right thing and you just cause more damage.

Nikita (via moderntvquotes)

#thoughts of a chief

Numair wasn’t exactly sure where he had ended up, but clearly these people were either largely confused or cracked in the head, keeping dragons of all things as pets.

"I’m pretty sure they’re not hiding," he said. "They were locked in the Divine Realms." He opened his mouth to say something else, but then the dragon was sniffing him of all things, and he jerked back, unwilling to lose an arm.

"Mithros, Mynos, and Shakith," he said, eyes wide. "Well, you’re like a rather large dog, aren’t you?"

{ - ✹ - } Locked? Hiccup's smile fell. Who was locking up dragons? As if Drago hadn't been enough with his chains and his forced will, someone else was out there keeping dragons prisoners. The chief's heart twisted with anger for beasts he loved so much.

Toothless wasn't fazed by the slip of information. He was busy getting acquainted. He sat back when Numair moved away from him, wondering if he'd done something wrong. He didn't have his teeth out and he hadn't licked his face yet.

"Wait," Hiccup ignored the use of deity names he didn't know and pressed on; "what do you mean dragons are locked away? Who would do that? Dragons are kind, amazing creatures. Toothless is my best friend. If there's someone imprisoning dragons, I need to talk to them."