019 - Phone and Action

[worstvikingever]

[Phone:] So hi guys. Uh... I meant to mention this earlier, but then everyone got distracted with the whole Fourth of July and truth telling thing, so... anyway. The people who've been here know this already, but we've got a bunch of new people and I wanted to repeat my offer.

I'm a blacksmith, and I've got a forge. It's not that big, but I'm pretty handy with mechanical stuff and making things, so if you need anything, just let me know and I can probably make it for you.

Uh... and I've got a few things here that are finished but never got given out. If you requested something from me and haven't gotten it yet, it's done, just let me know and I'll get it to you.

[Action:] So like many others in town, Hiccup has received a package in the mail. He's a little wary about opening it, since the last time he got a package he lost his leg again (before getting it back, losing it again, and then getting it back again), but when he shakes it and feels it, he decides to open it and...

...it's the Dragon Manual. He blinks in surprise, then starts flipping through it. Yup. Just like he remembered.

So Hiccup can be found in one of three places today:

A. In the park, sitting on a bench and reading the Dragon Manual and making notes in a notebook.

B. In the front yard of 729 Anderson Lane reading the Dragon Manual and making notes in a notebook.

C. In the backyard of 339 Brady Lane at Quinn's forge, making a racket anyone on the street would be able to hear. All he's doing is getting car parts ready to be used as other stuff, but no one ever said forges were quiet places. If you want to pick something up, request something in person, or accidentally stumble upon a forge you never knew existed, now's the time.

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[worstvikingever]

Not like that. I mean. I always got in the way when the fighting had to happen.

[Hiccup steps to the side to let him in. It's not a big forge, but it's definitely serviceable, as proved by the rack of weapons and shields and so forth nearby. Yes, Hiccup made all of them, and yes, they are pretty high quality for being cobbled together in a small forge using only the metals he could get his hands on.]

...I guess I am. I'm pretty sure this is the only forge, and I'm the only person who uses it, so yeah.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor goes over to examine the weapons, and is duly impressed. The metal isn't always familiar - melted-down cars make for a slightly different look than he's used to - but the shields, when he hefts them, are sturdy, and the blades' edges are sharp.]

Good work, for one who knows nothing of the battlefield.

[worstvikingever]

I didn't say I don't know anything about fighting. I'm just not very good at it.

[But still. He's getting a compliment from Thor.]

But... thank you.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor, engaged in testing the balance of one of the swords on the rack, doesn't reply. Empty compliments aren't something he does, so he feels no need to acknowledge having complimented Hiccup. But after a moment he turns, sighting down the length of the sword at Hiccup as he speaks:]

Plenty of good blades I see here, and shields enough to lend any man courage; but what do you know of hammers, boy?

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup watches as Thor inspects the weapons, and when Thor asks the question Hiccup grins a bit.]

If you're asking if I could make you one, and have it be good quality, then yes, I can.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[That puts a grin on Thor's face.]

Can you? I've rather a high standard for hammers, boy!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup grins back.]

I'm not really surprised. Honestly, I'll do my best, and if you don't like it I'll apologize a lot and try again? I can't say for sure that you'd like it, but I'll definitely give it my best shot.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

Any hammer you could make would be a poor substitute for Mjollnir. [It's not meant to be an insult to Hiccup's abilities, really; it's just the truth.] But I'll not keep you from trying! I've been weaponless too long. Give me something that'll not shatter when it strikes, and you'll have my thanks!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup nods.]

Well that I can do. And... I know it's not really that helpful, but you should know that if you're forced to stay here long enough, you'll probably get Mjollnir back.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor's face darkens a little.] They cannot wish to return Mjollnir to me, unless they wish for their own destruction. When it is in my hand once more, nothing will stand before me.

[worstvikingever]

[...wow okay that's... pretty scary.]

I know. But... it's kind of how the town works. Don't ask me why, that's just what it does.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

What profit, to steal away my power and then return it at their convenience? Do they not understand who I am!? [It's as though his pleasant mood of a moment ago has been forgotten entirely.]

[worstvikingever]

[He sighs.]

I don't know. I'm sorry. We all have to go through this, you're not alone.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

Make me a hammer, and I'll win it back. [This is not a suggestion. It is a promise.] Make me a hammer that will not shatter when it strikes, and you'll have the thanks of this realm, boy!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup nods.]

I will. It'll take some time, but I will.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor rests a firm hand on Hiccup's shoulder. This is important. He is trusting Hiccup with this. And while Thor gives his trust freely enough, he always expects to see it well-placed.]

I eagerly await its forging!

[worstvikingever]

[Hiccup smiles back.]

Don't hold your breath. I'll let you know when it's done, though.

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

Find me straight away! I have already waited long enough for my vengeance.

[He says it almost off-hand; but there's something dark in his expression. He turns to go with a nod of farewell. The sooner Hiccup is left to his own devices, the sooner he can start forging a hammer.]