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How alike both she and Hiccup were. The mention of a treat before a nice ride out and both riders were putty to the creatures they held so dear to their hearts. He leans carefully against one of the barrels outside of the stable as he looked. He could sense the unease with some of them around him and he wasn't going to risk it. Like they knew what he was at one point but with the rathalos he knew the creature knew him. Despite his antics to his bonded one he knew he was doing it out of a place of care rather than malice.
"Can keep me balance just fine lass. Ya don't 'ave to worry bout ol Eret fer that." He tells her gently. He carefully shifts from his leaned positions to meet the rathalos half way. Extending his hand to him. "So long as 'e dun mind the added weight I'll be more than fine ta go."
THE SPOON STILL IN HER MOUTH, Mari smiles a bit and rolls her eyes while she has her back turned. It's all in good jest, and she knows that Eret took pleasure in toying with her. Despite their frequent antics, none of them were performed out of actual malice. "Mm." Thoughtfully, she hastily brings another spoonful into her mouth before setting the dessert aside.
She could feel Ratha's gaze burning into her, looking expectant. "Gee, thanks for throwing me under the wagon." She jokes back to Eret. If her rathalos hadn't had his attention fixed on her before, then he certainly did now. as if he understood every single word that had been spoken.
"If you're gonna go with me, then you'll need to borrow a monstie. We've got some friendly ones that make good travel mounts in case of emergency. Unless you think you can keep your balance on Red—OOPH!"
Just as she says that, she feels a shove from behind, as Ratha prods his snout into her back. Only with her did he have the guts to do this. He even seems to rumble and gape his mouth slightly in amusement.
"Okay! You get a bit of jerky, but we're not spoiling your dinner." Mari turns after she catches herself and fishes a treat from the pouch on her hip.
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"Oh 'ave I now?" He chuckles as he watches her pout at him. Taking the peace offering from him as she continued to saddle up her team. So to speak. "dun 'orry bout it lass 'aven't poisoned it." He jokes lightly as Ratha turned his attention on him. Perhaps looking to see if he too was receiving a treat in kind like his rider.
"Sorry beastie can't give ye anythin' surely yer rider be more than able ta give ya something 'fore we go eh?" How strange it was to think it been only a year since he integrated into the tribe on Berk. A year he'd been trapping creatures like Ratha and Toothless alike.
A year could change a person for the better it seemed.
BESIDES BEING FORCED TO GET A CHANGE OF CLOTHES, Mari's day went relatively well between then and now. She browsed the market for groceries, and had treated herself to a small charm armlet that she could wear when she was feeling particularly nice. Now the day was steadily drawing a close, and the sky had turned from its cheerful blue to its soft, drowsy pinks and oranges as the sun neared the horizon.
Dressed back into her proper gear and armor, Mari had gone to the stables—feeling her Rathalos's itchy urge to fly. Even on a day away from fieldwork, Mari didn't restrict herself within the village walls. She wanted to feel the wind on her face. She wanted to feel her heart race; the things she felt together and blissfully when she went took Ratha flying.
She gives the girth of Ratha's saddle an experimental tug to make sure it was snug without it being too tight. Mari smiles and stands up with satisfaction when she hears Eret's voice.
Immediately, the rider frowns. She knows Eret well enough to know that the treat given to her was a peace offering. She wanted to be proud and deny the gift, but it looked good, and she should probably eat something before she left . . .
Deep down, Mari trusted him. Perhaps that's why she cast a dry frown and took the dessert without much qualm. "You're lucky I was already heading out . . ." She murmurs as she turns away from Eret and takes a spoonful into her mouth.
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SIBLINGS
Eret is the only boy when it comes to the family he was born into. He has three older sisters and one younger. The three older sisters are his half sisters whereas his younger sister is fully his biological sibling. Eret Sr, was a man known for never staying in one place and often sleeping with whom he pleased in order to get the son he needed to take over the family business. Dragon Trapping. With Eret's birth he had hope he finally found a wife who would give him many sons causing the birth of his younger sister.
When his mother passed his father came to collect the two of them which caused the three older sisters to dote utterly on them both.
When his father passed Eret rose to take charge of the ship and its crew giving his sisters the options to do what they wished with their lives. He made sure each of his sisters were married to whom they wished with a good dowery and routes of trade to bring into their marriages. His younger sister stayed with him and his crew , learning their family business and staying with Eret when he eventually settles down onto Berk. She will occasionally visit but built her own ship to travel the seas and see what is out there for herself rather than staying in one place.
Eret's sisters all come to Berk when they please and help establish better trade routes for the vikings. Often teasing their brother about his new settled life and to dote on Eret's children. They are very fond of Hiccup and the dragons on the Isle of Berk.
The sisters from oldest to youngest are named ; Káre , Biret , Áile , Rávdná
#❇▓◤CHANGE OF THE WINDS: Headcanon◥#eret is ride or die with his sisters#he will and does spar with them#//theyre the ones who start the rumor eret's really a merperson in disguise among his crew
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“Have you forgotten who you're riding with? There isn't a dragon alive I can't wrangle!”
CANON DIVERGENT ERET SON OF ERET ;
SAILING THE SEAS WITH: KRIS
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#❇▓◤RESTFUL SLEEP: OOC POST◥#❇▓◤NONE I CAN’T WRANGLE: Promotion◥#httyd rp#dreamworks rp#crossover friendly#self promo
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It was one of the few things he knew how to do well. Be an annoying older sibling. He had three of them himself and Mari was no different to him than them. He couldn't help but laugh at her little temper. Stamping her foot like the teen she really was he knew she had enough and knew when to stop. But still it was amusing to see how easy sometimes it was to push someone's buttons. Even if it did go a little too far. He'd make it up to her.
He always did.
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After some time had passed he went to seek her out. Bringing this time a peace offering of food as he merely leaned against the wall of the monstie barn she decided to hide at. He handed the little dessert to her which seemed to be an island specialty as he gives her a small little smile. "Come now lass let's go out eh? Show me what ye can do with these beasties of yers?" It was a small step but he had known her long enough to know how prideful she was when it came to the creatures that followed her.
He might have not been an official rider but he knew the basics of hunting. Surely there was something here she had her eye on going after?
"GAH-AAAAH!" HER FLIMSY YELP mixed in with a small shriek is heard by all before she's sent teetering right back into the water. There's a heavy splash, showering the dock in sea-salt raindrops. For a few seconds, Eret could see Mari under the water, stunned and disgruntled. Then, she surfaces again, gasping, and turns to swim for for another stretch of boardwalk across from where the older stood.
Before long, she'll have clambered up onto the dock, cheeks beet-red, blushing furiously with embarrassment as more chuckles and giggles accompany her from surrounding witnesses. Her dress is drenched and clinging to her body. She rises to her feet, and glares over at Eret.
For a moment, Eret sees that inner, immature seventeen year-old self that she was. Mari leans forward a bit, fists balled and clenched at her sides. She wrinkles the scarred bridge of her nose and sticks her tongue out at him like a petulant child. Then, with a curt nod, she stamps off towards her home, eager to dry off and get a fresh change of clothing.
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There was a look on the mans face. He knew exactly what he was doing. They thrived on making fun of each other and tormenting in one another. But there was always a time whenever Mari needed him to do anything he would. Especially when it came to someone disrespecting her or even were she to be put into severe danger.
Despite their little spats he wouldn't have it any other way. They just had an understanding when it came down to it.
"Lass ye know me 'etter eh?" He just couldn't resist. Despite her looking like a little drowned cat he couldn't help but press a finger to her forehead. Pushing her just enough to go back right into the water she had just scrambled back out of. "Ye make it too easy." A very big grin spread across his features as he places his hands on his hips. His usual pelts were gone. Replaced with a lighter outfit so he could easily go into the waters should he need to. And if Mari did indeed drown he would go in after her. But he had faith in her.
AT LEAST HER DRESS and capris were light compared to her much heavier armor, else she'd be a lot more sluggish hauling herself up and out of the water. A hand reaches up and braces on the edge of the dock, testing its strength (it should obviously hold,) before letting go of the post with her other one and heaving herself half way onto the boardwalk again. From where she dangles, Mari glares up at Eret.
"What, like all those times you humiliated me on Berk weren't enough for you?!" No, she's still not quite over being hung like a tree ornament. Mari begins to heave the rest of her self over the dock, letting out a deep breath as she hauls herself up and over. The pleasant warmth of the sun was gone from her skin, replaced with the chill of saltwater (which, really, wasn't that bad,) And her outfit was positively sopping wet. In moments like these, the tropical sun and the dense humidity is a saving grace.
Yes, it could be worse. But as Eret probably knows, Mari has the temper of a bulldrome. "Hey, I invited you to this island. The least you can do is resist the urge not to toss me wherever you'd like!" As she speaks, she hears a few small chuckles and murmurs from passing villagers, some of whom had witnessed the sight. Mahanians were typically jovial, and friendly. A common attribute to most of her people was their ability to be quite forgiving. Mari stood out in that way; she had a tenacity and bluntness that stuck out. Perhaps that's the reason why no one chose to help her; not because they didn't want to, but because they knew she could handle herself.
She had saved the island and more, after all. Mari rises up to her feet at last, and plants her hands on her hips. "And maybe spare me the embarrassment in front of my own people, please."
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"Aye ye can float lass ye'll be fine." He chuckles as his hands sit on his hips. Peaking over the edge of the docks he just knocked her off of as if nothing was a problem. Worse came to worse he knew one of the creatures here would come and get her. Plus she wasn't that far from shore. He wasn't that heartless.
Now onto the matter of why he did it. Why that was simple. Such a simple reason. It was well deserved. "Oh dunno 'ow bout all them close calls and ye not listenin? Couldn't well throw ye inta Berk's waters now could I?" He was not gonna have that mess on his hands. But at least here the waters were much warmer than they were back on Berk. He quite liked them himself.
He had to admit seeing Mari shake to the pole she gripped to like a little wet cat was amusing. "Ye can get ta land ya ain't that deep."
AH, SHE MISSED THIS; THE HAKOLOAN SUN ON HER BACK, warming her back. The tanning of her olive skin, the sweet sound of the tropical breeze rustling the palm trees and jungle past the hills. Kicking her legs contently, Mari sits over the edge of the dock, staring down at the shallow, crystal clear waters which licked at her heels.
Chief Gara had given her the day to unwind after a long journey home, and Mari thought she could spend it by enjoying a full meal, getting some sun and looking around the market for some local amenities. After having been away for some time, she knows there were faces aching to see hers again, from the chipper merchants to the quiet Melynx who occupied that patch of shade on the beach . . .
That's exactly what she was planning to do next; dressed in her casual Mahanian attire, the young rider stretched her arms into the air, humming to herself. She'd been about to rise to her feet when she felt something quick her swift and hard enough to boot her right into the water.
"WHOAA-AUGH!" SPLASH! Mari plunges head first into the shallows. Plumes of bubbles rise up for several seconds, before the young rider, confused and topsy-turvy, finally rights herself and breaks the surface with a gasp. Panicking, she clammily reaches for the one of the dock's posts, clinging to it like a wet cat. She sucks in a few breaths, blinking away her bemusement when she finally looks up and realizes the culprit of her sudden mishap.
"ERET, YOU PIECE A'SHIT! You know I can't swim well!" She barks at him, hackles raised and shivering. "What the heck was that for?!"
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The right hand was honestly just happy to be in warmer weather for the time being. He honestly loved visiting tropic places. He could swim so much easier and longer for that matter. He was used to frigid waters and other things. But there was just something about warmer waters he loved. They always seemed clearer to him for whatever reason. And the locals here seemed extra friendly. He hardly minded their touching as in his own tribe they showed affection through touch as well.
Some of the elders taking interest on his tattoos on his face and their meanings. But Hiccup on the other hand oh his poor husband Was suffering in this heat. He had retreated for the day to a rather shady spot on the beach where Toothless had taken to digging into the sand to bury himself.
Amber eyes looked upon Mari overlooking something further on the docks of her home. Never had he seen such a clear shot at the little snot. He watched his step. Made his footsteps as quiet as possible which deceived his very large form. He simply uses his foot and taps Mari's back with enough force to send her over the edge. Head first into the water as he looked down with a smirk on his face. "Ye looked 'ot lass. Should cool off aye?"
#rathalascendant#ic#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//i thought about him tossing her#//but the idea of knocking her over also was funny to me too
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He could only chuckle at her shock. Now that was something he was familiar with over the past few years. Not even many on his crew knew but that was because a few were too new to know as of yet. "Lass ya ain't look like me and don't 'ave a few littlens." He knew he was an attractive man. And he had a few regrettable decisions but his children were never one of them. "Little girl and one on the way." He was honest with it. His soon to be one happened before he pursued Hiccup as an interest. It also helped the other man became a good influence to his current little one. She adored Hiccup. He was sure the other would too once they were here.
"Ye may not 'ave time ta work from littens to an adult. But there 're a few beasties who warm up ta a good trainer quicker. Be able ta 'elp ya a bit better." Like Stormfly did to him on his ship not that long ago. Coming to the stables the stalls were filled with various colored dragons of all shapes and sizes.
"Lets get ya acquainted ta a dragon of yer chosin."
❛ you have no idea. everything here is -- well. mythical. i mean , vikings exist in my world , but they're ... from like hundreds of years ago. DRAGONS THOUGH ? none of those. as far as i know. we did have dinosaurs , i guess. that's close. ❜ a sigh escapes the blonde as shoulders hunch in a bit against the cold. ❛ i wouldn't have agreed before , but i've been a lot of places i thought were just that -- STORIES. every book seems to be true , though. ❜
she scratches at her neck as she absently just trails after him without paying a whole lot of attention to where they were going , though it does cause her to nearly run into him when he stops. she softens , that look familiar to her now ---------- PARENTS. seemed that connection was interdimensional. ❛ you have a kid ? ❜ she arches a brow , a soft hum leaving her. ❛ i like the dragons. terrifying &* huge , but ... the babies are cute. ❜
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"Yous say awfully bizarre things ya know that?" He questions as he continued on their little walk. Berk was what it was. A new safe haven and a nest of dragons. He never saw himself living this life before but now here he was. Planes? Road whatever she said. Surely the place she had come from was magic. He'd never heard of such outlandish things. Though...Hiccup did say some very outlandish things in his opinion.
"Lass anyone find anythings ya looking fer its 'im. May not lookit but 'e's resourceful. Old legends I grew up say dragons 'old magic much older than lands itself. But even stories ring true aye?" But she mentioned her family and he simply stopped a moment to look at her. "Understand. Wouldn't be a thing in the lands that'd keep me from my own too." He'd do anything for his little one. She was his whole world. And she could grow up somewhere safe. Somewhere stable now. She played with the other children here and was learning their ways. Learning their language. He understood what she was feeling.
"'haps learning from the beasties may 'elp ya."
a huff escapes her , but she trails after him anyway. ❛ never been flying. i've driven everywhere my whole life. ❜ do they have road vehicles here ? her hands instinctively move as if to slide into jacket pockets , but she finds none -- right ; viking clothes. BECAUSE SHE WAS IN VIKING TIMES ! whenever that was. ( she skipped school a lot , okay ? ) vikings , plus dragons ! none of this dimension hopping ever made any more sense than the times before.
❛ -------- but i don't guess you're talking about planes. ❜ no , obviously , he meant the dragons. because climbing beanstalks wasn't enough fun for her to go through in one lifetime. ❛ i don't think hiccup is just going to stumble up on some portal , for the record. &* i --- i appreciate the help. i'm just ... WORRIED ABOUT MY FAMILY. back home. ❜
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"Who my ship? Course she does." He chuckles as he pulls the plank down off of the deck. There was nothing more prideful about the former dragon trapper than his ship. "Glides like nice lil rock cross the waters eh?" Eret looked up at the folded sails he lowers the plank and offers his hand to Belle. "Ya like ta take a look? Tell ya the stories she's 'ad through the years. Anythin ya like hm?"
starter for : @haseti belle having the pleasure of seeing eret's boat for the first time !!
" i've never seen something so spectacular in all my life. d-does it sail well ? " she is examining it closely without being too obvious of her deep admiration. " i bet that it has many stories to tell .. "
#peculiarbeauty#ic#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//he loves his boat#//he loves talking about his boat to anyone who listens#//literally tell her every detail of how he made it down to the last little carving on her
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"lass ya need to calm yerself. Chief's trying ta get ya 'ome. Ain't seen anybody work as 'ard ta find one." Between the rebuilding of the isle and the chief looking into getting her home the man had been swamped. He could understand she was frustrated. Irritated even. She reminded him a bit of Astrid. He was sure if given the circumstances being different the two could be potentially very good friends. Fighters the two of them. "Ya said something 'bout magic aye? A portal some sort?" He questions. Perhaps there was a way to cover the grounds or well the airs she supposedly fell out of.
"Ya keen on flyin lass?" He asks curiously. While he was more keen to the seas he motioned for her to follow. "'haps givin ya somethin ta do will help. Show the locals ya can be seen as one of em. So they ain't so scared of ya."
hands rest on hips as a pointed look is sent over to eret. SAVIOR SEEMED MORE OF A JOKE HERE THAN BACK HOME ; she can't exactly blame them for that -- she'd scoffed the first time henry called her a savior. but it's grown on her over time -- gave her a purpose. having everyone laugh at your purpose was a bit irritating.
❛ i've been minding my own business , thank you very much. I JUST NEED TO GET HOME. excuse me for asking anyone for an ounce of help. ❜ a huff escapes the blonde as she looks away from him , partially uncomfortable from being eyed &* evaluated. ❛ i don't suppose you came to tell me you found me a way out of here , huh ? ❜
#screwhope#ic#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//this is super late im so sorry ;;#ive been a little swamped with things lately ;;;;;;;
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"Must be my good ol' charm ay?" He teases. Of course he probably figured out when the Nadder became so fond of him. That short moment on the deck of his ship. Hiccup refusing to get off and trying to con him into taking him to Drago. He thought he was crazy and reckless even. Funny how things turned out? Now he was here , and what had started as admiration for the other man had perhaps developed a little further. "Beastie seems 'he can perch on top of me ship and terrorize folks." It was rather amusing. Especially his crew who were still deciding if Berk was going to become their permanent home.
But he listened. Watching the skies as she continued to speak as he merely chuckles. Shaking his head amused at her words. "'ard ta believe ye used ta be a chieftess. Never peg ya fer one. Course 'ard to know that when ye never see a face hmm?" His past would be what it was. His past. The harder details of it would remain buried should he wish it too. Now was a chance to change.
"'e sees the good in people. But 'e is also not ta be trifled with. He can be 'ery persistent." All good things in Eret's book. But he was excited to know more about Hiccup as a person. How this life would be better not only for him but for his own family. A matter he would discuss with the man on a later date. Right now was not the right time for that conversation.
@haseti
astrid really was a formidable force, wasn’t she? valka was glad that her son had a friend like that. someone to support him, while also being a voice of reason. she also knew that stoick was rather fond of the girl as well. she would make an excellent leader for the viking army, should they ever need it again. valka hopes that peace will remain with them, but the reality was there would always be someone who would want what they have.
❝ stormfly really did take a liking to you. surprising, considering you tried to trap her and her rider. i guess she saw in you what we had yet to discover. very lucky indeed. ❞ it just spoke to the intelligence of dragons. it still takes her by surprise, that the entire isle has come to accept dragons as equals. how many years had she spent trying to convince them of that, only to be laughed at and considered a fool? ❝ i spent years trying to get the people of berk to see what i did. i really thought it wouldn’t be possible. it was quite a lonely existence for a time, excluding stoick of course. coming back here, seeing all of this… sometimes i wonder if i am inside a wonderful dream. ❞
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"Ha ha suppose I did lass." He chuckles as he watches her interested. Course she and he they started off on the wrong foot. He was a former trapper after all. One of the best. And she a rider but he had hoped he had at least earned her respect with helping their way of life continue. "Ain't one of ya lugs 'ere on the isle. I bite." he warns. A hand resting on his swords pommel. He was very used to a moving target. And he could handle a hit.
HE'D GOTTEN OFF ON THE WRONG FOOT WITH HER &* STORMFLY. there was still some bitterness there. but , hiccup trusted him. she trusted hiccup. that doesn't keep the mild annoyance off her face as she eyes eret. ❛ did you just offer to let me use you as a chopping dummy ? you do know i don't miss , right ? ❜
#maimedaffair#ic#ch; astrid#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//haha you're good#//honestly what you have is perfect#//they give each other a hard time but they really do work it out eventually#//and they become like a bantering duo who gossip and workout together#//as they should tbh
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"Oi right don't get yer knickers in a twist." He says rather bluntly "'haps folks are getting nippy cause ya stick yer nose inta business that ain't involvin ya?" He had been watching. It was one of the things the former trapper was good at. He used that ability to help be a second pair of eyes for the young Chief of Berk. "Folks dun take kindly ta newcomers round 'ere and words is ye been botherin a few." Though he was sure it was unintentional. But the vikings of Berk were already testy of him and his tribe being here. A new person who mysteriously appeared had them on high alert.
Leaning against one of the new cargo crates he looked over Emma. She was strong. That much he could tell. But he heard of course from Hiccup about her. Perks of sharing a housing accommodation with the other. "Relax savior." He teases. Oh yes he knew about the name. Course because she wasn't from here she didn't know how things worked. "Ain't everyone out ta get ya." He made no moves but he wasn't going to. Rather finding his current spot comfortable. "And fer yer question. Just me lass. When I want ta."
❛ with all due respect, which is none- ❜ ( eret ) / @haseti
❛ SERIOUSLY ? ❜ okay , sure , no one owed her anything , especially in a land so foreign from her own -- but were manners just straight up not a thing here ? it felt like everyone within a thirty mile radius had an irresistible urge to sass the ever loving shit out of her. ❛ what ? do i have a WALK ALL OVER ME sign taped to my back or are you guys just known to be dicks ? ❜
#screwhope#ic#v; right hand#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//eret can be a real dick too#//but sometimes he can be humble about it#//sometimes
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"Well yer gonna have ta get off that lil perch of yers." And with that the sailor saluted the other and quickly made his exit away. He never said he was going to make it easy for her to get him. Or if she could at all after she got down.
He knew she would get down. Eventually.
IF ONLY ERET KNEW THE RESTRAINT Mari was showing on her tongue. She could say far worse things than what she'd already said, but luckily for Eret, she didn't regard him as any more aggressive as a rival. Yet. With the way he was willingly pushing and prodding at her buttons (an easy feat, granted,) that might change.
. . . All in playful fun, even if it was to Mari's detriment and humiliation. She didn't realize what little scheme had popped into his head until they were practically standing under that low-hanging bough. The rider writhed the whole way, and finally caught a glimpse of the tree above them when it was almost too late.
"ERET. ERET! What are you thinking?! Don't you fuckin' dare—ERET!" But, against her protests, she's hung from the tree like an ornament. A very, very angry ornament. The branches snagged around the strap on the back of her tunic, Mari can only toss and snarl.
"ERET! You are so DEAD, you hear me?!"
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"Oh ho defeat she says. Ye wound me lass." He jokes of course. He would never admit defeat when it came to things but there were things that had been made much more clearer to him. Years under a man who threatened them left a mark. To think of a life without that...in safety for once. He preferred that.
Course it wasn't really Hiccup who beat the idea into him. Merely encouraged it. "Ye can thank 'hat pretty lass in his company." Course he assumed many things meeting the two. But a second glance to see they were merely just friends. She was just overprotective. That eased a few things for him to pursue. Though he would never say or air the other riders personal affairs out. "Be long dead if not fer 'er Nadder friend."
@haseti said: ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ( valka - eret / haseti )
a brow raises, and she can’t help the faint smirk that appears on her features. they may have once been enemies, but that is no longer the case. yet another display of how amazing hiccup had turned out to be. to turn the apparent greatest dragon trapper on the seas into a fellow dragon lover? it’s impressive to say the least. ❝ i probably could, but i think you’ve been humiliated enough as of late. you know, with me defeating you, then my son defeating you and converting you to the side of good. i have to say i’m glad you came to your senses. ❞
#murkyhazed#ic#ch; valka#❇▓◤AS CALM AS THE ROLLING WAVES: Interactions◥#//erets such a big doof i swear
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