This is not going to end well...
Characters: Astrid Hofferson, OPEN
Setting/Location: District 1
Date & Time: Day 0, after most of the other people have woken up
Warnings: Anyone that Astrid stumbles across is probably getting attacked and held hostage for info, sorry.
Summary: Astrid wakes up, doesn't bother with her Junogram, and waits to ambush someone for information. ( Read more... )
"I don't know, some blond guy with weird things over his eyes who picked a fight with me."
She picked said fight right back, of course.
"Stop fussing. It's mostly stopped bleeding."
Mostly.
"And I set everything that was broken that I could."
See? See the fingers she wrapped up in cloth? See? Totally fine!
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"Pfft, yeah."
If a fight happened, it happened.
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You only needed a doctor when you were almost dead.
"You think I can't take one little fight?"
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Spectacles: Simple, elegant, useful--and not yet invented in their culture.
"If you see him, let me know. The coward ran away from me."
Looking sidelong at Hiccup, however, and seeing his expression, she said, "But if a little blood bothers you that much, I guess I can go back to one of the inns and clean up. You know, so you don't faint or anything."
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Astrid rolled her eyes. "C'mon. You're going to have to stay standing long enough to do some things for me."
Some things would be hard to do with broken and jammed fingers.
She dragged him him by the arm towards the inn she'd come from, as if he was the one that needed the help, and before long, there was a basin of water, and bandages graciously given by the innkeeper, and Toothless squeezed into the room much more easily than he would have been normally.
Oh, and dabbing. There was lots of dabbing with gauze, and her sitting there impatiently while it went on.
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