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008 - Runaway - Action
Mar. 22nd, 2011 11:50 am[After the horrific events of this log (still in progress, still horrifying and full of terrible awful things READ AT YOUR OWN RISK dear Jesus), Hiccup wakes up in his bed with a start.
He doesn't yell. He doesn't scream. He just gets up, gets dressed, packs some clothes in his school bag, and opens his window. Staring down at the ground, he considers. He could just jump out of the second-story window, but that would probably mean broken bones and he'd like to avoid any further injury for the moment thank you very much.
He looks around his room. Bedsheets probably wouldn't make a very good rope, unless he took the time to rip them into strips and he's not sure he wants to take that time. He needs to get out of the house before anyone realizes he's alive and awake.
Hiccup starts searching his closet. Over the past month, he's brought up random things up here in case he wanted to work on anything in his room as opposed to the garage. He's not really sure why he did this, for some reason working in the privacy of his room seemed like a good idea. He's not complaining, though, especially when he finds a coil of rope buried in the corner of the closet.
It only takes a few moments for him to tie the rope securely around the bedpost, toss it out the window, sling his bag over his back, and climb carefully down to the ground below.
He runs down Anderson Lane, not looking back.
After a few minutes, he arrives at 2242 Stevens Road, and knocks on the door.]
RURI. RURI. RURI ARE YOU HOME?
He doesn't yell. He doesn't scream. He just gets up, gets dressed, packs some clothes in his school bag, and opens his window. Staring down at the ground, he considers. He could just jump out of the second-story window, but that would probably mean broken bones and he'd like to avoid any further injury for the moment thank you very much.
He looks around his room. Bedsheets probably wouldn't make a very good rope, unless he took the time to rip them into strips and he's not sure he wants to take that time. He needs to get out of the house before anyone realizes he's alive and awake.
Hiccup starts searching his closet. Over the past month, he's brought up random things up here in case he wanted to work on anything in his room as opposed to the garage. He's not really sure why he did this, for some reason working in the privacy of his room seemed like a good idea. He's not complaining, though, especially when he finds a coil of rope buried in the corner of the closet.
It only takes a few moments for him to tie the rope securely around the bedpost, toss it out the window, sling his bag over his back, and climb carefully down to the ground below.
He runs down Anderson Lane, not looking back.
After a few minutes, he arrives at 2242 Stevens Road, and knocks on the door.]
RURI. RURI. RURI ARE YOU HOME?
