015 - Backdated to Monday, Phone/Action

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup has just killed Ples. But not before getting shot. Running away from the horror of what he's done, Hiccup has found his way to a pay phone and is now making a rather distressed call.]

Um. Hi? I need. I need some help. I uh. Got shot. And it hurts. And I'm kind of. Bleeding. A lot?

A-and b-by the way Klaus is.

He's dead.

So is Ples Tibenoch.

I um.

Thought you should. Probably know? I know a lot of people are dying and being killed and I'm sorry I just can't... no one cares, do they. It's okay I just. I'm just going to sit in this phone booth and hope I don't pass out or something? It'd be great to get some help but I know...

[...no one cares about me. That's the way he wants to finish the sentence. His greatest fear is complete rejection after all, and the consequence for not killing his target is the absolute conviction that no one really cares about him.]

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[Wait. Someone's there. Right in front of him, actually. When Chell touches his chin he blinks and his focus shifts to her.]

Oh. Hi Chell.

[He sits quietly, watching her without making any real reaction.

The wound is in his left shoulder, just under the collarbone. The bleeding isn't actually terrible, but it is a steady seep that needs to be stopped, since it's clear he's lost a good deal of blood already, if the state of his clothes is any indication.

Of course, some of that blood isn't his.]

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[He's aware of the sting, and he flinches at it. He's still breathing. He's still alive. He's just. In shock.]

That's kind of tight. But... it's supposed to be like that, isn't it?

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...what now?

[He's quiet and unusually calm.]

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[Hiccup is overwhelmed with confusion. They were in one place. Now they are in another. How is that possible.

The shock of it has him rooted to the bed, unable to really consider doing anything else.]

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[Hiccup barely notices the pajamas and water. He's just staring at the portal.]

How is that possible?

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[Oh yeah. Water. That's... probably a good idea. He reaches over gingerly to take the water and slowly sips at it, still looking at the portal.]