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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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H-how about you make sure I don't faint from dehydration, and I'll give your wing a once over.
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Nope. [Choco pushes at her legs until he somehow manages to get her to sit down next to Hiccup.] I'll get stuff. You wait right here and rest a little.
[With a nod of finality, Choco heads off to grab some stuff, leaving the three of them to rest on the bench.]
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[Hiccup scoots slightly closer, pausing to stave off a wave of dizziness rushing over him before he places his hands gently on her wings.]
...So....can you tell me what happened?
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I-I...I had been flying, and... [She shakes her head a little.] I-I hadn't been paying attention. I-I...knocked into a tree and...f-fell...
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...Has it been treated already?
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It's to make sure it's...healing right since I...went for so long without treating it...
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[Hiccup winces, feeling his hand ache as he runs his fingers over the surface of Fluttershy's feathers, gingerly feeling where the break begins and ends.]
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[FLUTTERSHY WHY. Wings do NOT heal well under a time lapse like that.]
You're lucky your wing's bone hasn't set improperly... though I'm not sure if Donnie can tell if it has or not. You think he'd mind if I took a look when he gives you his next check up?
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[Because that makes it so much better...]
I-I'm sure he wouldn't...h-he's not...too familiar with wings, I think...
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Don't worry about it too much, though. Me and Donnie will take care of you.
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I-I know...Thanks, Hiccup.
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