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[toothpicc]

[GODS how do you use this thing? Hiccup will be pushing buttons and every now and then there's a short 'Wow', or 'Well that didn't work.' or... various other mildly frustrated phrases and then finally.]

Okay... so I push this and... tilt it like. Oh! Hey, I think it's working. If that... green light thing means what I think it means.

Okay! So. ... Everyone. I guess. [Man, how's he going to put this? He'll speak slowly, it's obvious he's double thinking this. Enjoy the elaborate hand gestures as he tries to describe his sentences.]

I haaave a question for you.

[More hesitation and some minor background noise since no one responds right away.]

I guess I should just come out and say it then, huh?

Right um. So how does everyone feel aboooouuut dragons?

Not that. You know, it's a big deal or something to be worried about or anything. Just... a general question of curiosity. Right. [Not suspicious, nope. NOPE.]

I'll just... hope somebody actually heard that.

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[strongeralone]

Why were you asking

[Because he hasn't hunted anything in a while and he's never hunted a dragon. He could go for killing a creature right about now.]

[toothpicc]

Well they're sort of your common pest problem back home so I just thought I'd... see how things were here.

[strongeralone]

How do you deal with them

[Because if one follows this kid out, he wants to know how to deal with it.]

[toothpicc]

I... don't? Kind of the younger generation here.

[strongeralone]

You were taught nothing?

[People are so goddamn useless dammit. He understands the dilemma, has been through it himself, but a live child with a crappy childhood beats a happy childhood that's nipped in the bud.]

[toothpicc]

Well, more recently... I guess. Dragon training, whoooo.

Um. But! They really aren't that bad. Or like that. I mean, the whole village thinks they're these nasty creatures that burn houses and steal food but really... [Sigh, why is he telling a random stranger this] And you probably don't want to hear this.

Right well, was taught some things.... [And then it dawns on him...] Yeah, yeah. I guess I know a few tricks. Although I'm not sure it works on all kinds of dragons. I mean, dragons outside of Berk. Worth a shot though, right?

[strongeralone]

[This kid is exasperating. And too much like Sam for his liking.]

Such as?

[toothpicc]

[Unintentional, for serious. HMMMMN. So what might be worthwhile to say...] Ever had Icelandic eel?

[strongeralone]

No

[He used to be good with children. Now, he hasn't the patience anymore.]

[toothpicc]

All right well... from my experience, meaning any dragons from Berk, they don't really like it. Scares them a bit, I guess. And I'm not completely sure about around here buuuut they do like a specific kind of grass. Grows in some places back home. I haven't seen it around here though... then again this places doesn't really seem fond of grass or trees or... almost anything but people.

[That's not... so devastating or paralyzing to use against a dragon, right? At least curiosity satisfying?]

[strongeralone]

[Icelandic eel and grass?! Is he fucking serious?!

He's had enough of this bullshit and the conversation is cut.]