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Post by moonlight1393 on Aug 18, 2013 10:23:29 GMT -8
"Ahoy there!" Dotta cocked an eyebrow. She turned away from Lil' Blackie to see Goober strolling up to her.
"Gobber, we're vikings not pirates." Hiccup scolded the man. He was walking along side Gobber while carrying some ledger.
"Maybe you aren't. But I had these few years where I-"
"We don't have time for this." Hiccup grunted as he interrupted Gobber. "You're Dotta, right? Well, we're here to talk to you about your new prosthetic arm."
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 10:24:34 GMT -8
She stood up with him. "Thanks for being my friend too," she smiled a bit. "Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow, Vim."
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Post by moonlight1393 on Aug 18, 2013 10:32:10 GMT -8
Dotta went quiet as Hiccup measure her arm stub. So this was actually happening, she thought to herself. She'd have to learn how to live her life with one arm.
In a caring manner, Hiccup placed a hand on Dotta's shoulder. "You know, your dragon is worried sick about you. And so are your parents." he said to her.
"I know. But, didn't any of this scare you?" She asked of Hiccup, looking at his leg.
"Of course it did. At first. But you gotta remember that you have a whole village waiting to help you." Something about Hiccup's smile seemed to reassure her. She wasn't quite sure what it was. But it certainly helped.
"thanks." She said smiling back at him.
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 10:32:53 GMT -8
Vim hopped on Thorntail and flew home. 'Tomorrow, I'll start looking for Metal' he told himself.
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Post by Skips on Aug 18, 2013 10:34:01 GMT -8
Skips' face fell even more, if possible, and she sagged in her seat, eyes lingering on the ground. "Yeah. It's a probable possibility. And that makes our job a lot harder... He could be just about anywhere!" She threw her hands in the air for emphasis. "Hey, maybe we should have this discussion on the ground. I think Park's getting a little tired of hovering." He made a noise of agreement. "Oh, right, this is Park, by the way, my nadder. And yours is?"
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 10:34:34 GMT -8
She watched him fly off before walking over to Zirth and rubbing his muzzle before getting on him and heading home.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 10:38:22 GMT -8
"Flare, my Monstrous Nightmare. Yeah, lets land." Annabethe flew down.
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Post by Skips on Aug 18, 2013 10:46:44 GMT -8
Park followed quickly behind, Skips waiting to talk again. As Park's feet touched the floor, she hopped off, rubbing his face, in between his eyes, as he liked it. "So my guess is we're probably gonna need some help, or at least backup, do you know of anyone? Like any friends or cool relatives or maybe someone who likes you more than they like me or something?"
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Post by moonlight1393 on Aug 18, 2013 10:52:28 GMT -8
Dotta woke up early the next morning. All that sleeping she did yesterday made her anxious to get up and move. Lil' Blackie happily took a stroll with her across the hospital grounds. The morning was cold. And Dotta only had on a sleeveless tunic, a leather skirt, and some boots. She grabbed the fur blanket from her bed. She struggled to get around her shoulders. Lil' Blackie had to help her. "You saved me, girl." Dotta mused. Lil' Blackie made a happy sounding noise.
((have to leave for a family party now. no idea when I'll be back. So keep being creative ppl!))
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 18, 2013 10:56:01 GMT -8
Once Boethiah got back home, Zirth kept nudging her. "What is it, buddy? Something wrong?" He just kept nudging her. Just another thing of him, she supposed. Going inside, she was greeted by her parents, but she just went up to her room with Zirth flying up with her. Looking out the one window in her room, she watched as the sun left over the horizon and the oranges turned to black.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 18, 2013 10:57:14 GMT -8
"Erm...my parents left for important business, and my sister's gone..so..nope."
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:04:25 GMT -8
((Next day soon?))
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Post by Skips on Aug 18, 2013 11:05:42 GMT -8
Yes, that would be good, actually ouo |
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 18, 2013 11:09:49 GMT -8
The boat lurched forward waking Metal and sending him head over heels, he was suffering from anorexia and felt fragile so that tumble hurt 10 times more than it should have, Metal just laid their he heard the rhythmic thumping of footsteps and chains, An outcast grabbed him by the arm and hoisted him out of the hatch being lead out of other hatches were other people and a few dragons in chains and rags just like he was, they ranged in ages some as old as the town healer others couldn't be more than 4 years old but they all had the same mark located on their heads a big Blue S mark Metal had seen the mark before and it dragged back memories he'd rather forget the symbol represented the mark of a slave, they were filled out of the ship and onto a very grey island Alvin stood before them all and smiled
"ladies and gentlemen welcome, toooo OUTCAST ISLAND" Metal wanted to act surprised, but he couldn't in fact he didn't feel a thing he just stared at the island and fell in line with the other prisoners he was moved to another prison only this one he shared with Shadow.
"how much longer of my life am I going to spend in a jail hmm girl?" Shadow was also starved and didn't answer but laied there breathing haevily
OOC/ (see the book How to ride a dragons storm for more info about the Slave mark)
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Post by Vim on Aug 18, 2013 11:11:10 GMT -8
Vim emerged from the healers house, freshly bandaged and stitch-free. He still had to take it easy in case he tore himself back open, but he could move with a lot less pain now.
Vim went back to his house and got dressed. The frost season was approaching and would be soon followed by winter, and it was a chilly morning. He wore his black bear coat and the dragon dagger at his waist--the same one that stabbed him.
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