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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 21, 2017 21:46:30 GMT
Henretta pet Gummy's head as the icy island before them grew near. No ships were in sight for miles, though the two day flight there was faster than a ship's of course... It didn't mean Gummy wasn't tired, since they had flown the whole way without any breaks aside from Henry catching fish while Gummy flew over the water, continuing on. She and her dragon were determined to hurry up and get there, of course that didn't mean Gustav, who she had in front of her, laying back against her chest, couldn't have slept on the way. She wasn't sure if he did or not, but that was his business. Gummy was so worn out that he had restored to climbing up as high as he could before gliding all the way back down, and repeating the action to maximize the use of what strength he had left. "We're here... Gummy can't carry on much longer, so when he land we rest in a divit and look for the sand wraiths when we wake up... poor sand wraiths, coming all the way to a place this cold is a death sentence to them. They must have been really desperate to escape." WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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Post by Gustav on Aug 21, 2017 22:15:47 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"]  [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] He missed flying with Fang, but he couldn't deny that this was kind of nice too, he hadn't really managed to get any sleep on the way out here, but he still enjoyed his spot tucked up against Henry's chest, if only because she was warm and it was getting increasingly colder. He was a lot more bundled up than usual, mostly because he was small and slight and the cold would hit him doubly fast compared to normal sized people, but it was hard to be cold nestled close to Henry like this...He glanced up when she spoke and nodded, "alright, I think we could all use the rest...No use trying to do anything when we're all dead on our feet." He gave a half chuckle, then nodded an agreement when she mentioned their reason for being here, "yeah, they don't belong here, but it's alright, that's why we're here!" He gave her a confident grin, "and I bet you anything we beat that ship here! Gives us time to decide how to approach this..." He yawned wide and smiled, "for now, like you said, we should just focus on resting." He could tell that she was as tired as he was, and Gummy was exhausted, he would be glad to hunker down for a little while. @tagged [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 21, 2017 23:15:58 GMT
Henry quickly reached up and pulled out her hair tied, pocketing them and letting her hair free. No point in keeping it up when it was so damn cold out, an just her and Gustav out here on the glacier island. Gummy landed roughly, snorting as he folded his wings, and Henry slid off of him, looking up at the single mountain peek of the island, patting her dragon's head affectionately as she pointed to where he needed to dig, and patted the snow up like a fort around where the dragon was digging, pulling Gustav inside and closed the entrance, continuing this until there was a shell around them and they were protected from the wind. "Perfect." She said, and laid back against Gummy, who was curled up slightly around them, already dead asleep and snoring softly. Henry held Gustav close, her back against the nadder's stomach while she had Gustav face her. "I'm glad Hiccup sent us on a mission together. It's always fun with you around." WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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Post by Gustav on Aug 21, 2017 23:30:07 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] He was used to snow, and freezing temperatures, but not like this, Berk got biting cold some winters, but this was the kind of cold that could claim you in minutes if you fell asleep unprotected in it. He pulled the heavy coat around his shoulder and shivered despite it, following her gaze to peer up at the mountain that half looked like it went up forever, "you think anyone's ever climbed that... " He mused his thoughts out loud, coming to her side to help with their makeshift shelter where he could. He looked surprised when he was pulled down inside, and couldn't help the warm blush when she pulled him close, it chased away the cold, that was for sure. He grinned at her words, nodding enthusiastically as he moved to nestle closer to her, resting his head against her shoulder, "we work so well together, he'd be foolish not to send us on missions together, right?" He chuckled, shifting to pull his coat around her as much as he could, his size meant he couldn't offer as much warmth to her as she could him, but he figured he would try and do the best he could, "even Berk never gets this cold...Gods I can't feel my nose..." He said this as he stuffed his face against her chest, laughing and snorting softly. [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 21, 2017 23:45:48 GMT
"Maybe someone one day will climb it, I doubt anyone has before... Or we could fly up there, that counts?" Henretta slid her goggles off and tied them around her wrist before she grabbed Gummy's wing and pulled it over their heads almost like a blanket. "There." She hummed and curled up slightly with Gustav against her, both arms going around the boy's body. "Ah you're fun to cuddle~ I can put my arms around you so easily." She commented lightly and nuzzled her face against the top of his head, secretly enjoying the way the boy smelled, a lot like dragon of course, but there was a hint of some sort of herb she couldn't name off of the top of her head. She closed her eyes with a small content laugh under her breath, "Sweet dreams~" She said softly before kissing the top of his head through the jacket, and slowly drifted off without another word.
She woke up what felt like a million years later, though it had only been a few hours. It was night... which confused her when she peeked out from under Gummy's wing to see dancing lights of blue green and purple waving across the sky, and her jaw dropped, her hand lightly shaking Gustav's shoulder to try and get him up, and for good measure she let Gummy have his wing back, exposing them to the view far above their heads. WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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Post by Gustav on Aug 22, 2017 1:32:09 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] Gustav grinned and nodded, feeling the warmth of the three of them nestled together when she pulled the dragon's wing over them, chuckling softly, "Mm...Maybe make a banner, pop it up on the tippy top of the summit...We'd be the first..." His voice was much more mumbled and sleepy as his head dropped against her chest, blushing lightly and chuckling when he was pulled close, "Mmhm, bein' knee high to a flea's not so bad when it means you can cuddle me and carry me around...I usually don't like people picking me up...But I do when it's you." He was speaking in a mumbled voice with his eyes closed as he nodded, pressing closer against her as he drifted off shortly after. He came to when Henry shook him, rubbing at his eyes and yawning as he tried to get a feel for his surroundings, immediately aware of the cold as he shivered. But his attention was caught when he followed where she was looking and his eyes got huge, he let out a surprised gasp, "woooah...That's...Amazing!" He grinned wide, taking her hand and eyeing her from the side, "more of that magic, eh?" He chuckled softly, squeezing her hand. @tagged [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 22, 2017 2:09:50 GMT
Henretta grabbed his hand tight and pulled him out of the fort that she had built, letting Gummy sleep still. "Yeah... it really is magic following us, huh?" She asked in amazement, glancing to Gustav as she leaned down, cupping his cheek and kissing him deeply, savoring the moment as her hand made a motion off to the side, and suddenly she pulled back and started running, hitting Gustav in the chest with a snowball as she fled, laughing wildly in joy. What better time for a snow ball fight than under her magic of the sky? WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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Post by Gustav on Aug 22, 2017 2:18:20 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] Gustav couldn't help but laugh when she pulled and tugged him out of the shelter, nodding with a slight blush at her words, he couldn't help but think back to the glow worms in the cave, this was pretty romantic too...His blush only deepened when she kissed him, and he melted into it quicker this time than any other time. When she pulled back and dashed off, he grinned and took off after her, stumbling through the deep snow as he tried to keep up, but he went rolling when he was hit with a snowball and tripped, cackling gleefully as he rubbed it out of his face where he'd landed, "oh it's on!" He chuckled, packing up handfuls of snow and getting to his feet as he started pelting her with them, making a determined face when he'd throw the last one before dashing forwards, springing with the intention of knocking her flat into the snow, letting out a little, playful growl as he did. [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 22, 2017 2:39:27 GMT
Henretta laughed as she was hit with snow balls in return, throwing handfuls of snow as she didn't have the time to actually compact them, and let out a gasp as she fell against the soft snow bank as she was tackled, wrapping her arms around Gustav. "Oh no I've been got by a gremlin!" She teased and suddenly flipped them over, pinning Gustav's hands above his head with a slight smirk, "Or have I caught him~?"
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Post by Gustav on Aug 22, 2017 4:56:20 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] He laughed loudly along with her when they went tumbling into the snow, his arms wrapped around her when they landed. He smirked at the gremlin comment, about to make a retort when he was flipped and on his back all of a sudden, blinking up at her with a slight blush. After a moment, he gave her his best smirk, wiggling his eyebrows, "not just any gremlin!" He puffed out his chest and put on a face like he was trying to look important, "I'm THE gremlin king! You caught me, so now you get one wish!" He gave her a playful grin, "the gremlin king will do whatever he can to make it come true!" He punctuated this with his best impression of what he thought a gremlin's giggle might sound like giving her a toothy grin. @tagged [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 22, 2017 10:31:22 GMT
Henretta gasped at the wish comment, trying not to laugh as she went along with it, humming as if thinking long and hard. "You see, one wish It's so hard to think of one thing... a wish is so special and... ah, how about a kiss? I wish for a kiss from the goblin king~" She tilted her head and gave Gustav and expectant look, both her eyes gleaming as the chilling wind whipper her hair around, her hood falling back.
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Post by Gustav on Aug 22, 2017 11:26:59 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] He was glad when she went along with it, and grinned wide, listening closely with curious eyes to see what she would say. He looked half surprised when he heard her answer, but then pulled a face like he was considering it before humming softly and leaning in, cupping a hand to her cheek as he leaned in for a lingering kiss, running his other hand over her face when he pulled away, "I would happily grant that wish a million times over, and I still wouldn't be finished granting it." He blushed when he actually thought about his words and hid his face against her chest with a giggle snort, "gods, was that too cheesy? I meant it but...Odin help me I'm hopeless..." He looked back up at her, pecking her lips again before moving to let her up, "I suppose I ought to let you up from the cold snow, eh?" He grinned, flicking snow at her with his hands like someone might splash in the water. [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 22, 2017 11:33:45 GMT
Henretta hummed into the kiss happily, hands resting against Gustav's chest for a moment as he eased away to speak, making her giggle softly. "Nothing is too cheesy when you're saying it." She said and poked his cheek after he kissed her again, and once she was free she jumped up stand without using her hand, filled with energy. "I think we can start looking for the dragon now! We can leave Gummy here to sleep more, I can whistle and he'll wake up quicker than a kid in a thunderstorm." She laughed and started running down the snow bank, "To adventure!"
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Post by Gustav on Aug 23, 2017 4:23:34 GMT
[attr="class","typebox"] [attr="class","typelyrics"]Be calm. Be calm. I know you feel like you are breaking down. I know that it gets so hard sometimes, be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. You hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive. And everything's wrong. [attr="class","typetextbox"] [attr="class","typetext"] He was glad for that reassurance when she spoke, chuckling softly as he brushed himself mostly free of snow, it was getting into his clothes and he could feel the bite against his skin, "Well, then I'll just have to keep saying cheesy things!" He chuckled, "because I mean every word." He laughed when she hopped up, struggling to his own feet to brush himself off further, "Yeah! Gotta find them so we can get the poor things out of here!" He looked back where the dragon was sleeping away soundly, grinning, "sounds like a plan, we'll be alright on our own for now." When she set off at a run, he went to follow her, but his own pace was severely lacking. Gustav was tiny, even for a viking his age, he was abnormally small, so trekking through deep snow was an entirely different experience from his own. His running pace was more an awkward, quick waddle, and he tripped several times when he stepped into slightly dipped parts of the ground, eventually he stopped, and called out to her, panting a bit "hold on...This snow's deeper than it looks..." He smirked over at her, "not all of us have long legs like a goddess! I'm a goblin, remember?" He let out a breathy laugh, good humored, but still more tired than he should be after the effort of pushing through this mess. [newclass=.typebox]width:420px; height:110px; background-color:#222; padding:10px; border:0px;[/newclass][newclass=.typelyrics]font-family:Oswald; color:#AAA; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:12px; text-align:justify; line-height:14px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetextbox]border:0px; width:420px; background-color:#222; padding:10px;[/newclass][newclass=.typetext]color:#AAA; text-align:justify; font-family:Calibri; font-size:12px;line-height:12px; margin:0px 10px 10px 10px;[/newclass][googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Amatic SC] |
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Post by Henretta Choi on Aug 23, 2017 10:49:21 GMT
Henretta came back as he called out for her, laughing at the sight with a shake of her head. "You're too cute, you know that?" She scooped the boy up in her arms in an instant, wanting to hurry up and find the dragons as well, there was no more time for fun delays. She started running again, using the extra weight to help her move herself forwards, adapting quickly to running in the thick snow.
She looked up up near the mountain tops for any sign of a cave or a den where a sandwraith could keep warm in, but instead her peripherals spotted a clue on the ground. Dragon footprints along with sand all in the snow. "That doesn't look suspicious at all." She scoffed and shook her head, "Poor things must have been worn out from the flight here..." She continued walking, following the prints. WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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