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Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III ([personal profile] wherenoonegoes) wrote in [community profile] ya_assemble2015-05-25 12:50 am

[LN] Science Rules! [Open]

True to his word, Hiccup (And Toothless) did eventually check out the television, after the Viking had taken the dragon out for a long, tiring flight. One of the Yetis showed him the Pole's Netflix account. He idly flipped through the various shows, trying to find something that would catch his attention.

I still say we should've watched that thing about catching tuna. Toothless bespoke, feeling a bit peckish, as always. The dragon was shrunk down, curled up on the couch next to his partner.

"We'll watch. it later. Forgive me if I don't have the same interest in fish that you do. Here's something," Hiccup said as he gave the TV a closer look.

"Bill Nye...the Science Guy. Sounds worth a look."

He selected it, watched a a brief intro skit, flashing images set to weird music, and then a man in a blue labcoat and bowtie began to bring him sweet, glorious understanding. It was packaged in a way that those who'd never run into the concepts being presented could understand what was being discussed, like preteens, or in this specific case a Viking from the 11th Century.

Hiccup was hooked.
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[personal profile] gonnadiehistoric 2015-06-18 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"My world is wasteland, ruled by the power of the V8." He made the symbol of the V8. "Some people have gangs and tribes and some wander it alone. Lone warriors loyal to no one but themselves. Survivors. They fight in road wars single-handed."

Now that the creature wasn't actively throwing things at him, he was moving closer to it, to get a better look.

"You look like one. Like you're fit to take on the world alone." He looked all geared up proper. He nodded towards the dragon. "Or mostly alone."

Since apparently he had a friend.
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[personal profile] gonnadiehistoric 2015-06-26 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh."

He'd never met the leader of another place like Joe was.Occasionally seeing the People-Eater and the Bullet Farmer from a distance on trade runs was the closest he'd ever gotten, and they both served under Joe.

The other man's lack of surety interested him.

"You worry about it? About not knowing what you're doing? Why?"

Was he afraid to lose authority or did he actually care about his people?