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worstvikingever[Hiccup clearly has no resistances against whatever it is that's in the air, and when he makes his phone call, he's sounding a little shaken.
Memories, you know. He doesn't like talking about this.
But he has to.]
So a few of you already suspected that... well... something happened back around the whole highway thing and the April Fools' thing. Aside from the obvious stuff, I mean.
Something bad... happened to me.
[He takes a deep breath. He really doesn't like talking about this.]
So around that time people were taking Officer Grady up on his offer to join up with him and get stuff back, right? And Lucrezia took that offer. She got this... ability to control people. And she was able to control Klaus.
And she... [He hesitates.] She ordered Klaus to torture and kill me.
And he had to. He dragged me down to the table in the garage, strapped me down, and cut off all my fingers and toes. One by one. Then he cut off my feet and my hands. One by one. Then my legs. I. Had both my legs then. Before he could get to my arms I... I died.
[His breathing is ragged and he's crying.]
I'm sorry, I don't... I don't know why... I just... I needed... I had to tell everyone... we were trying to just... ignore it for so long... the stains are still on the floor...
[He's quiet, just crying for a moment before he takes a deep breath and continues.]
And then I woke up and went to stay at the forge to try to help people by making weapons. But Lucrezia sent Klaus after me. But before he could do anything. I. I shot him.
[Another pause. Then, more quietly,]
Then, a few weeks ago when the whole letter thing telling everyone to kill other people happened, I saw Ples kill Klaus. And I. I just. I couldn't handle it.
I killed Ples. With an axe. That's... that's how I got shot.
[He trails off finally, awkwardly. His soft sniffles can be heard in the background. What else is there to say? Nothing.]
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Date: 2011-07-13 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 06:23 am (UTC)Garviel, I... I'm sorry... we just... we didn't want...
[Phone]
Date: 2011-07-13 08:39 am (UTC)That was brave of you to share. I know that it wasn't easy.
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Date: 2011-07-13 10:15 am (UTC)"Hiccup? Do you need a friend to come over?"
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Date: 2011-07-13 11:25 am (UTC)In all honesty all of my anger is mostly reserved for people who are immune to it for the moment anyway.
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Date: 2011-07-13 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 02:31 pm (UTC)[ The heck with asking permission, this is an emergency. ]
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Date: 2011-07-13 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:12 pm (UTC)Maybe.
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Date: 2011-07-13 03:13 pm (UTC)Yeah, no kidding.
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Date: 2011-07-13 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:30 pm (UTC)uses babby icon
Date: 2011-07-13 03:38 pm (UTC)d'aaaw
Date: 2011-07-13 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 03:59 pm (UTC)And I thought my life was a mess.
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Date: 2011-07-13 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-13 04:06 pm (UTC)[No, he doesn't seem fazed by either murder.]
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Date: 2011-07-13 04:08 pm (UTC)[phone] -> [action]
Date: 2011-07-13 04:10 pm (UTC)[And later there's a knocking on Hiccup's door.]
It's me.
[action]
Date: 2011-07-13 04:17 pm (UTC)Hey.
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Date: 2011-07-13 04:18 pm (UTC)