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thefolder2013-07-25 02:35 pm
trainsurdragons) wrote in thefolder2013-07-25 02:35 pm
Home again, home again
Who: Hiccup, Fearless, and YOU!
What: Hiccup and Fearless have been lost for two weeks and just found their way back
When: July 28th
Where: Near the Terminal Building
[Not far from the Terminal building, a figure can be seen slowly making its way into the more central part of town. With every few steps they take there's a loud, grating squeaking sound, the groaning of rusted metal. After making it so far they stumble slightly and manage to catch themselves on a nearby light post, deciding it's better to stand there and rest for a moment than to keep going.
Hiccup lets out a heavy sigh, the side of his face pressed against the coolness of the metal of the post. He lifts his head slightly when the two, small fins resting on his shoulders stir a bit, and a head pops up next to his own. It's not Fearless the Gomamon, however.
It's Fearless the Bukamon.]
...Nnn....Hiiic......can we stop now?....
No...for one we....we're lucky we finally found the town again, but two you're not even walking in the first place, Fearless..
[The Digimon lets out a groaning squeak of his own before dropping his head on Hiccup's shoulder, moaning as the viking gathers himself up and continues walking, slowly.]
I'm sooo hungry, Hic.....an' if I didn't fight off those wild Digimon you would'a been dead now anyway.....
[Hiccup just ignores that and keeps on walking, not stopping again until he reaches a bench, not far from the Terminal building. He all but collapses on it, turning to lie down lengthwise on it on his back with on arm over his eyes to shield them from the noonday sun. Fearless takes this opportunity to peel himself off Hiccup's back and drag himself onto his chest, where he flops on his belly with a dramatic, agonized groan.
They're both covered from head to toe with grime and look completely exhausted. Hiccup's tunic is somewhat torn, and his furry vest was stripped from him a long time ago to be tied around his waist. Hiccup's prosthetic leg is rusted to the point where it will barely move with him when he walks. One might be alarmed to see dried blood on the front of his tunic, but it appears to be from a gash on the palm of Hiccup's left hand, haphazardly bandaged up with a torn strip of the bottom of his tunic.
For the moment the pair just lie there on the bench, not really caring if anyone sees them or not.
[[OOC: Now in actual log format, since I'm sick and cannot brain properly.]]
What: Hiccup and Fearless have been lost for two weeks and just found their way back
When: July 28th
Where: Near the Terminal Building
[Not far from the Terminal building, a figure can be seen slowly making its way into the more central part of town. With every few steps they take there's a loud, grating squeaking sound, the groaning of rusted metal. After making it so far they stumble slightly and manage to catch themselves on a nearby light post, deciding it's better to stand there and rest for a moment than to keep going.
Hiccup lets out a heavy sigh, the side of his face pressed against the coolness of the metal of the post. He lifts his head slightly when the two, small fins resting on his shoulders stir a bit, and a head pops up next to his own. It's not Fearless the Gomamon, however.
It's Fearless the Bukamon.]
...Nnn....Hiiic......can we stop now?....
No...for one we....we're lucky we finally found the town again, but two you're not even walking in the first place, Fearless..
[The Digimon lets out a groaning squeak of his own before dropping his head on Hiccup's shoulder, moaning as the viking gathers himself up and continues walking, slowly.]
I'm sooo hungry, Hic.....an' if I didn't fight off those wild Digimon you would'a been dead now anyway.....
[Hiccup just ignores that and keeps on walking, not stopping again until he reaches a bench, not far from the Terminal building. He all but collapses on it, turning to lie down lengthwise on it on his back with on arm over his eyes to shield them from the noonday sun. Fearless takes this opportunity to peel himself off Hiccup's back and drag himself onto his chest, where he flops on his belly with a dramatic, agonized groan.
They're both covered from head to toe with grime and look completely exhausted. Hiccup's tunic is somewhat torn, and his furry vest was stripped from him a long time ago to be tied around his waist. Hiccup's prosthetic leg is rusted to the point where it will barely move with him when he walks. One might be alarmed to see dried blood on the front of his tunic, but it appears to be from a gash on the palm of Hiccup's left hand, haphazardly bandaged up with a torn strip of the bottom of his tunic.
For the moment the pair just lie there on the bench, not really caring if anyone sees them or not.
[[OOC: Now in actual log format, since I'm sick and cannot brain properly.]]
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[Hiccup doesn't want to bother him, especially since he's been through so much himself, but-]
Yeah yeah whatever just hurrryyy......
[Fearless seems to have made the decision for him.]
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[He didn't wait for any protest, instead lifing up Hiccup until he was over his shoulder and then grabbing Bukamon with his other arm. And walking back to the apartment he goes.
It didn;t take too horribly long. Donnei reached his room and kicked open the door. Kamemon was on the sofa, reading comics and looked up.]
Whoa,what happened to weird kid?
I don't know, but help me out here.
Gotcha! [Helps Donnie lay Hiccup on the sofa before he glances at Bukamon. Evil smirk now planted over face] How's it goin' puny? [Chuckle]
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Hiccup can't shake the awful pit in his stomach, unsure if it's from hunger, dehydration, or embarrassment that he actually got in such a terrible condition he needed to be carried home like this. Not like he has much choice, hit leg barely works right now, anyway.]
T-thanks, Donnie. ...I owe you for this. I uh....if you need anything, let me know, ok? ..After I fix my leg..
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[Mock salute]TI'm on it! [Runs off
While he waited for his Digimon, he went ahead to examine the viking's condition. Dehydration, starvation, and exhaustion were obvious. The prosthetic was completely rusted, it would possibly have to be replaced. Nothing too terrible...
Then he noticed the wrapped-up hand. That was gonna need instant bandaging. If only Kamemonw ould hurry-]
Got it! [Runs back in with the kit and a water bottle]
Good, you help Hiccup and... whatever Fearless is drink the water while I tend to the wounds.
I'm on it! [Uncaps water] Lets get this over with
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Bukamon....
[Meanwhile, Hiccup does his best to stay as still as he can while Donnie helps administer to him, holding out his injured hand, palm facing up. He can only vaguely remember getting that wound, really. One moment he was walking, the next he was noticing he was smearing blood all over his face while trying to wipe away sweat.
That was a pleasant thing to discover.]
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[While Kamemon did that, Donnie pulled off the fabric around Hiccup's hand, getting out a wet cloth. He used it to wipe away the dried blood before pulling out the medical tape. He proceeded to tie it securely around the injured hand.]
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He barely registers Donnie administering to his hand, otherwise. His leg's aching too much for that.]