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 until the day we ride again, tag: sam and astrid
halvar lief jarlson
 Posted on: Nov 3 2016, 10:18 PM
hiccup haddock
❝ Thanks for nothing, you useless reptile. ❞
how to train your dragon
20
6'1
astrid-sexual
single-ish
24

sammi




TAGGED
astrid belinda asger
WORD COUNT
who even does this still
NOTES
EHEHE I'M SORRY ASTRID 8D HE'S FINE THO
gone is the summer
what will keep us warm in the winter?
This was stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. The thunder cracked overhead and he swore by Odin himself that he would take this up with that Smith fellow when they got back. A flash of lighting illuminated his surroundings and he felt his heart jump into this throat and he swallowed with some difficulty. Oh, it would be a good training exercise. To get a feel for how well he'd do in the field. Hiccup wasn't that impressed. It was more or less a throw them into the deep exercise to see if he sank or swam.

As a Viking, he could appreciate that. As a person, he was annoyed.

"Astrid!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the thunder overhead stole them away. Perfect. This evening was going great. Find his girl. Go on a daring adventure. Get lost. It was what he always imagined. How couldn't he be exhuberant?

Sliding down the hillside, he caught a tree and stopped himself, green eyes staring out over the plains below. There wasn't anything out there to fight which just solidified the thought that this was a resistance test. Survive one night in the Darkness infested land and you can come back! You'll be fine. You've already lost your leg! "Oh, haha, pick on the guy with one leg. So original."

If he hadn't been waxing poetical, he probably would've heard the thing coming up behind him. Sure, he didn't fight dragons, but he was a warrior. (Sort of. Astrid was better.) It wasn't until he felt the push from behind and he was sliding down the landscape again that he realized something was wrong.

His shoulder hit a scraggly tree, and he hissed at the pain that immediately blossomed even as he immediately reached for the sword at his side. It wasn't his dragon's breath sword, but one he had managed to steal from Berk before it fell. Authentic. Actual Viking hardware. The sound of metal scraping against metal hit his ears and with a haphazard swipe, he managed to hit what was attacking and it scampered away with a loud squeal.

"Point one for Hiccup on not dying," he muttered to lean up against the tree with a slight groan. Definitely going to bruise. Heh. Least it was a battle wound.

Now, where was Astrid?

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astrid belinda asger
 Posted on: Nov 13 2016, 01:29 AM
Astrid Hofferson
❝ It's only fun if you get a scar out of it ❞
How to train you dragon
20
5'9"
heterosexual
taken
42

Sam



headstrong


She normally hated busy work. Those missions off into the unknown that didn't really count as much of anything. It's not like this area hadn't already been scouted recently, or like there was ever much of anything out here. The darkness might have covered most of the animated world but even it was spread out and sparse in some areas. Moving on once it had successfully sucked the life out of the local flora and fauna. Creatures still lurked; tainted monsters that growled from the shadows and roved in the occasional packs, but there wasn't much of anything for them to torment way out in the savanna. Still, regardless of that. Astrid was in a remarkably good mood. Maybe she wasn't singing sunshine and daises, and okay the rain was kind of getting on her nerves. The loud bang of thunder overhead, and the brief flashes of lightning not exactly helping to keep her surroundings in check.

Which meant that she had no clue where Hiccup was.

Great.

He might have been the reason for her raised mood, but that didn't mean she was immune to whatever trouble would invariably come snapping at his heels. She'd been so glad when they were sent on this mission together, their first since Berk's fall. It'd be just like old times again. The only thing that would have made this outing even better would have been their dragons, and the annoying ( albeit welcomed ) sounds of their friends bickering. She'd been lingering on those memories right up until the storm rolled in and she realized that Hiccup wasn't where he was supposed to be.

"Hiccup!" A flash of lightning illuminated the world around her, but no Hiccup. "Where in Thor's name did you go..." An uneasy feeling fluttered in her chest, as her hand reached back to unhook her axe from its holder. Holding the weapon at her side. She probably would have been barreled over entirely if another flash of lightning didn't light up the world just in time for her to see the frightened creature running towards her. A sidestep and it ran past, seemingly unconcerned with her presence, which left...

"Hiccup!" It was tricky trying to move quickly when you had no idea where you were going. She zigzagged and tried to keep from tripping, her feet sliding in mud and uneven ground. Arms outstretched out as she felt the ground slant downward, one hand latching onto a passing tree to stop her from ending up flat on her face at the base of the hill. "Hiccup! There you are. Let me guess, you're the reason I almost got run over just now?" She had one arm looped around a tree, eyes narrowed to try and get a better look at him through the darkness.

"You're not dead, right?"

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halvar lief jarlson
 Posted on: Mar 2 2017, 01:40 AM
hiccup haddock
❝ Thanks for nothing, you useless reptile. ❞
how to train your dragon
20
6'1
astrid-sexual
single-ish
24

sammi




TAGGED
astrid belinda asger
WORD COUNT
who even does this still
NOTES
ignore continuity errors. imagine they overlap. ilu. bai.
gone is the summer
what will keep us warm in the winter?
His head fell back with a heavy sigh as soon as the monster left, and he was just glad to be alive. Note to self: create better prothesis for when it rains and he has to walk through mud. Because what he had right now? Wasn't working. At all. Hiccup Haddock just wanted to get out of this mess and go home. Not that he wasn't enjoying the training exercise. He was just.... annoyed. Nothing was going right, and he was under the impression that should he lay here, nothing else could continue to go wrong. Yeah. Good thinking there.

And then he heard a voice that he knew, and he fought so hard to keep the grin from spreading fully across his face. (He failed.) "Not my fault, Astrid!" he answered with a laugh and pushing himself up to a sitting position and rubbing his mop of wet brown hair to get it out of his eyes. "Well. I guess it's kind of my fault, but it wasn't my intention. And, no, not dead. Just... slipped." He shrugged a shoulder, squinting into the darkness to find her form. A blast of lightning helped him out, and he relaxed once he saw she was completely fine. Well, fine for Astrid. There was plenty of dirt and mud and a few cuts, but that was normal. Completely normal.

"What was that thing anyway? I didn't get a good look. And how much longer do we have to stay out here? I think the storm is only going to get worse." He wanted to stand up, but he chose to stay down. It was easier that way. Besides, he was sure if he stood up, he would just slide in the slick mud that was surrounding him. Best that he stay leaned where he was. Hopefully Thor would stay his wrath long enough for them to decide their next move. Hopefully.

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astrid belinda asger
 Posted on: Mar 26 2017, 02:39 PM
Astrid Hofferson
❝ It's only fun if you get a scar out of it ❞
How to train you dragon
20
5'9"
heterosexual
taken
42

Sam



headstrong


She's almost glad that it's pouring to such an extent, it does wonders to hide the breathless relief that floods through her at the sound of his voice. She did not sign up for anymore close calls. Or to find him and then lose him all over again. Which made her suddenly uncertain about this entire excursion. She'd been sure it'd be a relatively safe to go with him ( as safe as things could be in this world anyway. ) Yet here they were, in pouring torrential rain dealing with mystery creatures. She supposed even the areas with limited activity could still pose their own sorts of threats. Wonderful. She'd just have to make sure that they didn't get separated again, that shouldn't be so difficult.

She was still clinging to her tree. Not trusting the slushy and uncertain ground beneath her feet for more than one second. And not looking to go crashing face-first down an embankment, no matter how many cute viking boys were standing at the base of it. Snorting at his words, she rolled her eyes, even if he most likely wouldn't be able to see the gesture. It was no less obvious in the tone of her voice. "Good. I'd have had to kill you if you were." She teased, then. A flash of lightening illuminated the area, giving her her first really decent glimpse of him since she'd followed the sound of her voice. She tried to take in as much as she could, make sure he was really okay, but lightning wasn't exactly the most reliable of light sources.

Fingers lifting to push wet hair back from her face, blue eyes drifted up to the sky. "Thor knows," She muttered, and her gaze fell back to him. "Didn't exactly stop long enough to take a picture Hiccup. Looked like it could have been a boar...once." It had been much larger then that, but she'd seen tusks, and that was much more then she'd wanted to if she was entirely honest.

"I think I know where we are." Not really, but she had a general idea she was hoping wasn't entirely wrong. Releasing her tree, she let her arms spread as she worked her way precariously through mud and uneven ground in his direction. Hating every time the earth beneath her feet sucked at her boots. "There might be a cave nearby-" A shift in the ground caused her balance to shift too quickly, and her arms waved desperately to bring it back. Very nearly falling into him, but catching herself at the last moment. "Course that thing could be living there." Cave was also a bit of a loose term, it was more of some conveniently placed rocks...but it could keep the rain off them.

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halvar lief jarlson
 Posted on: May 16 2017, 08:24 PM
hiccup haddock
❝ Thanks for nothing, you useless reptile. ❞
how to train your dragon
20
6'1
astrid-sexual
single-ish
24

sammi




TAGGED
astrid belinda asger
WORD COUNT
who even does this still
NOTES
ignore continuity errors. imagine they overlap. ilu. bai.
gone is the summer
what will keep us warm in the winter?
The rain was oddly refreshing. It was cool, and unpolluted, and he was content to sit here and just let it pour over him. It wasn't very productive to their mission, but it was something he really wanted to do. It was the ache that came phantomly up his leg that made him decide that was a terrible idea. He didn't need more reminders of a missing foot. Hiccup could actually feel the toes on his foot sometimes and it bothered him. He wished it would just go away. Not that he wished his foot back ( though he wouldn't complain ), he just hated the phantom pains and itches. It was incredibly uncomfortable.

"Weeell ---- I'm not arguing the semantics of that statement," He chuckled before glancing back up towards her, slowing sitting up enough that he could get to his feet. His prosthetic was finding it difficult to find grounding, but he got there with a hand against the rock. Green eyes narrowed into the darkness, trying to find her form, but his eyes failed him. The lightning should be adequate enough light to find her again. "Your observational skills are improving by the day, Astrid. With a little more practice, you might overtake Snotlout. Or the twins." He snorted just in time to see her again.

And, then she almost fell in the mud. Concern muddled with amusement almost propelled him forward to grab her arm, but he stayed where he was, fingers twitching a bit but he pulled back the urge to reach forward. "If it's living there, then we at least have the upperhand. Being that we'd be inside and it outside." He glanced around, trying to see through the darkness again and failing miserably again.

"Lead the way. You know this area better than me. And, of the two of us, you're the only one who hasn't fallen."

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astrid belinda asger
 Posted on: Aug 19 2017, 09:24 AM
Astrid Hofferson
❝ It's only fun if you get a scar out of it ❞
How to train you dragon
20
5'9"
heterosexual
taken
42

Sam



headstrong


While there was still some unknown beast roaming in the shadows around them, Astrid felt at peace enough in that moment not to worry. At least not immediately. Even if she didn't necessarily enjoy the brief flashes of the world she got with each burst of lightning. Barely enough to get a good idea of what was around her, or whether or not he was actually okay. She still managed to roll her eyes "Ha ha ha, hilarious." Regardless of whether her expression could be seen or not, her amusement was still plain as day in the tone of her voice. "How about next time I just leave you to your fate then, huh? Let you and the whatever that was sort yourselves out."

Her nose crinkled at the prospect of trying to work her way through all this muck and uneven ground in the dark. When she finally did start moving forward she tried to be extra careful; feeling out the ground with the toes of her boot before settling her full weight down. Her hands extended outwards, fingertips splayed to make sure she didn't crash into anything in those moments when she didn't have the lightning at her disposal. "See, that sounds great...unless that's where it ran off to. Or you know...it has friends." Did boar monsters travel in packs? Did she remember any stories from the other resistance members who'd passed through here about large groups of beasts they should watch out for? Not that she could remember. Most of what she'd heard about this place was that it was pretty barren...aside from the occasional monsoon level storms and uneven ground.

Not that any of that mattered. She was so wet and cold and uncomfortable right now she'd happily fight a thousand of those things for a cave. "Your faith in my ability to wander blindly through the dark is astounding Hiccup." Her sense of direction was a bit skewed, but she felt like she was going the right way so she pulled herself up and forward by gripping at branches. "Just- be careful, okay? The last thing we need is for you to bust another limb...or your head." A glance over her shoulder in his general direction, waiting till the next flash of lightning so she could actually look at him, before turning forward again.

She moved slow, less for his benefit, and more because she was trying to take her own advice. It felt like ages of slipping and sliding before a bolt of lightning ( landing close enough she could feel the air crackle and smell electricity ) lit up the mouth of a cave. "Home sweet home, up ahead." Nothing fancy and it didn't look too deep the closer she got to it, but there was a roof over their heads all the same. Hand reaching back over her shoulder she was pulling her ax free as she moved, holding it in her hands and ready to swing just in case something did come charging out at them.

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halvar lief jarlson
 Posted on: Sep 13 2017, 04:04 PM
hiccup haddock
❝ Thanks for nothing, you useless reptile. ❞
how to train your dragon
20
6'1
astrid-sexual
single-ish
24

sammi




TAGGED
astrid belinda asger
WORD COUNT
who even does this still
NOTES
ignore continuity errors. imagine they overlap. ilu. bai.
gone is the summer
what will keep us warm in the winter?
Hiccup couldn't, and wouldn't, fight the snorted laugh that escaped. "You wouldn't dare. I offer you too many adventures! What kind of viking would turn down adventure?" This... this was nice. It wasn't Berk, or their home, but he hadn't felt so at home in so long that the absence of homesickness was almost startling. He still missed his home, his father, his people ---- but being here with Astrid alleviated it. If only a little bit. Less gaping hole, more pinprick. He could deal with a pinprick of homesickness.

"We've taken on worse things than boars. Remember the first time we encountered Night Terrors?" He shook his head, brushing his soaked mop of hair out of his eyes. Not that it helped him see any better. It was pitch black and the storm was little help. At least during the night the moon would be out to lend a hand. Stars would be nice too. Anything other than this blinding rain and thundrous storm. Tumultous as it was, at least he wasn't alone. He had enough of all of that.

Green eyes narrowed at the blonde in front of him and he fought against the sarcastic response that was biting to be let out. Save it. Instead, he muttered, "My head is just fine thank you" under his breath which was thankfully drowned out by thunder. Good. The last thing he needed was to aggravate Astrid. Following her still, he was thankful for the cave almost immediately. Sure it was chillier in there, and it was darker, but he was glad for shelter. Getting dry was one of the priorities, but not the first.

The first was safety.

As she reached for her axe, his sword was already out, and outside of the torrential rain outside, he could provide some light. It took two motions and the blade was alight with flame, and the cave lit up around them. "See? No one home."

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astrid belinda asger
 Posted on: Sep 28 2017, 09:12 PM
Astrid Hofferson
❝ It's only fun if you get a scar out of it ❞
How to train you dragon
20
5'9"
heterosexual
taken
42

Sam



headstrong


She absolutely refused to afford that statement a response. At least nothing more profound or enlightened then a snort. She'd hate him for how easily he made her laugh even when she felt tense, but she'd never been able to hate him. At least not for very long. She especially couldn't pretend to hate him when there were so few things left in this world that did manage to make her smile. People that could could draw a laugh out of you in the middle of a storm after a near death experience were worth keeping. No matter how insufferable they could be at times.

"Ugh, don't remind me." She supposed a mutated boar was hardly worth the mention compared to a lot of the things they'd seen. Her shoulders shrugged, though the gesture was lost in the darkness that surrounded them. As was the determined set to her expression as she edged forward. "Well, see now you've got me feeling a little cheated. How am I supposed to consider this a worthy scouting mission if we don't narrowly escape getting eaten by something at least the size of a Gronckle"

A teasing lilt to her voice, was clear enough evidence of her smile.

Sure she was scared, and once she'd drawn her axe her hands held the handle with white-knuckled intensity...but she'd always been proud. Too fierce to let herself show fear, and it had only grown worse with time. The light of his sword revealed an empty cave and her own steely, focused gaze. So intent that she seemed just as likely to stare down any opponent as she was to use her weapon.

"Good." Her hands didn't loosen their grip, and she only slid forward half a step or two, her gaze moving back to the mouth of the cave where the storm raged on. "Let's hope it stays that way." When she finally looked at him it was very clearly to look him over. Now that she could actually sort of see him, she couldn't help but scan for any injuries she might have missed before.

"You look like a drowned yak."

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halvar lief jarlson
 Posted on: Nov 1 2017, 01:17 PM
hiccup haddock
❝ Thanks for nothing, you useless reptile. ❞
how to train your dragon
20
6'1
astrid-sexual
single-ish
24

sammi




TAGGED
astrid belinda asger
WORD COUNT
who even does this still
NOTES
ignore continuity errors. imagine they overlap. ilu. bai.
gone is the summer
what will keep us warm in the winter?
Ah, so she still thought he was funny. Good. At least he had that as a final thought if he died in a cave that smelled worse than the vikings on Berk on a bad day. He could still make Astrid laugh, and that was good enough for him. Because Odin knew this day wasn't shaping up to be anything good. Not on his spectrum. The shadows played against the walls and did nothing to make him less uneasy about the whole situation, but hey, they had a chance to get dry here. And hopefully, nothing else would jump out at them. Buuuuut, that wasn't what he should be concentrating on.

"I mean, that boar was pretty big. I'm sure it was at least the same size as a Gronkle. Who's to say we're lying, right?" He flashed a grin before turning sharp green eyes to the surroundings around them. Cave, check. Dripping water, check. Weird stench, check. "Not like that Smith guy will check our resources. Or even know what a Gronkle is. Handy that I convienently lost the handbook on Berk." He scoffed with a shrug of a shoulder.

Hiccup looked back over to Astrid with a raised eyebrow. A drowned yak? "Well, you don't look much better, you know. With all that mud I almost mistook you for Snotlout." He smirked before glancing around to find something to start a fire with. There was much around, but at least they had the sword. And a few branches that were damp as the Jotunnheim.

"So, first things first, fire. Any ideas?"

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astrid belinda asger
 Posted on: Nov 2 2017, 01:35 AM
Astrid Hofferson
❝ It's only fun if you get a scar out of it ❞
How to train you dragon
20
5'9"
heterosexual
taken
42

Sam



headstrong


As far as safety went the cave was lacking. It wasn't very deep, but at least it afforded them cover and from what she could tell there was no way for anything to come sneaking up behind them. Given the circumstances she couldn't exactly afford to be picky, especially since it's not like they had a whole mess of options just lining up for them to choose from. It was either this or getting pelted by rain with mystery creatures lurking just out of sight. Taking that equation into account she'd happily take this. ( Okay, maybe not happily, but she was marginally less likely to complain about it. )

"Are you suggesting we lie to our leader? Hiccup you rebel." She might not have been relaxing just yet, but joking felt natural. Banter, at least with Hiccup, was something that came easy when they were both under pressure and stressed. "Granted, since we can't just show him a Gronkle he could just as easily assume it's the size of an iguana." She pointed out somewhat offhandedly. Moving further into the cave and poking around the back edges with her ax.

"Oh Gods don't say that..." A glare over her shoulder "It's bad enough I'm going to have to shower for a week just to get this smell off." And her hair was wet too, while she normally didn't care one way or another, that meant it'd probably retain this horrid stench all that much more.

Mention of fire had her cycling through what she had on her. Which wasn't much, and whatever she did have was probably too soaked by now to offer much of any help anyway. The handle of her ax dragged momentarily against the stone floor, shoving some debris aside. "This is a den right? Animals like to gather nests for themselves...so maybe there's enough junk covering the floor to pile into a fire?" Her nose wrinkled, "It's gonna smell horrible when we burn it but-"


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