006 - Action in house and on the streets.

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup wakes up in bed with a start, as if from a nightmare.

Well, it was a nightmare. But it was a real nightmare.

He remembers everything.

Even dying.

Especially dying.

But here he is, waking up as if it was a normal day in Mayfield.

He practically catapults out of bed, tearing around the house.]

Klaus?

KLAUS?

[He's panicking. Suddenly he stops, in the middle of the kitchen, remembering something. He bolts out the door and down the street, pausing at the door only long enough to put boots and a coat on.

Down the street he runs, shouting as loudly as possible.]

TOOTHLESS?

TOOTHLESS.

TOOTHLESS!

[He'll be running around town searching for his best friend. The search will, sadly, be in vain.]

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[worstvikingever]

[Deep breaths, Hiccup. Deep breaths. He'd close his eyes but... angels.]

Uh... Klaus. And... Toothless.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Hold for a moment.

[A name is all she needs to track someone down. Susan frowns at nothing in particular for a second or two before shaking her head.]

It's not the same as that time . . . But no. The Baron isn't in town.

((Has Toothless been sent back, too?))

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup blinks at her. For once, the confusion and mild awe brings him out of the abject terror that's been pretty much a constant since this whole fiasco began.]

Wait... how... how do you know?

((No, he's left, gone from the town entirely. I'd say droned but I don't think it works quite the same for an animal of Toothless' size and... strangeness.))

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

((Thanks.))

[Susan smiles faintly and meets his astonishment with a cool gaze of her own.]

Schoolteachers know everything. The other one, Toothless -- your dragon, wasn't it?

[worstvikingever]

[Look at that, Susan, his mood has lifted enough for him to roll his eyes at that. Not for long, though, the reminder of Toothless gets him serious again.]

Yeah, that's him.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Dragons aren't under my jurisdiction.

[Susan may or may not be a liar.]

[worstvikingever]

Schoolteacher jurisdiction? [Now he's just frustrated.]

It... doesn't matter. He... would've heard me and tried to get to me by now.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

If that's so, then what do you plan to do?

[worstvikingever]

[He looks around nervously. Still no sign of angels.

Yet.]

Go back home, maybe? I don't know... doesn't seem like there's any safe place right now.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

I'm heading to school to send back any children who lack the survival instinct to stay at home. I'll escort you first.

[worstvikingever]

I uh... thanks. Thank you.

[He lets out a sigh, dejected now. No Klaus, no Toothless, and angels everywhere. Things were really looking bright.]

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Is there anyone beside Klaus to look after you there?

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup groans.]

There's Lucrezia, but I don't think she'd look after anybody unless she was getting something out of it.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Bother. I can't leave you at home alone. Isn't there anyone else nearby?

[worstvikingever]

[He sighs.]

I don't know.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

. . . Perhaps you'd better just come with me, then.

[worstvikingever]

...okay. I'll... I'll try not to be in the way.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Stay close and try not to meet their eyes. If the world suddenly freezes, that means it's time for the both of us to get home.

[worstvikingever]

What do you mean, "freezes?" Freezes like suddenly everything stops, or freezes like everything gets covered with ice?

Or... freezes like... when they get inside your head?

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Freezes like the first thing you said. If you feel that last type of freeze, let me know and I'll figure something out.

[This would likely involve killing him but there wasn't any need to say that.]

[worstvikingever]

[He bites his lip.]

It's... it's the eyes first, but yeah, I'll let you know.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

[And Susan will nod before beginning to set a brisk pace in the direction of the school.]

I don't plan to stay long, but I heard we had some trouble yesterday in the afternoon. Unfortunate that I went home early.

[worstvikingever]

[Her quick pace surprises him, so he has to run a few steps to keep up with her.]

Trouble? I... must have...

oh. No. I was. Dead.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[She agrees mildly.]

There doesn't seem to be anything that can be done after meeting their eyes.

[worstvikingever]

[He remembers the voices. He remembers the pain. He remembers being stone.

He remembers dying.]

...no.