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[deucedlyerratic]

[ After Berk, the Captain had her wounds dressed as well as her leg set ("Tish tosh, it's not the most painful thing that's happened to me before." ). And while she lived in the dorms with an elevator, she almost always chose to take the stairs. As stubborn of a woman as she was, Captain Amelia Katherine Smollet would not allow herself to be

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[notsoscaryname]

[Hiccup was okay with being bedridden, what with EVERYTHING HURTING and being, y'know, half covered in bandages and stuff. But after a while, laying around in bed gets boring. So Hiccup decides to take a little walk around the floor.

It hurts more than he expected. But OH WELL. It is at this moment he encounters Amelia.]

...are you okay?

[deucedlyerratic]

I'm fine. Thank you.

[ Which really is disproved by her faltering up the next step with a groan. She may have been a stubborn woman, any masculine attempt to hide her pain? Nope, not a one. ]

[notsoscaryname]

Aaaaare you sure? Because you...really don't look so well.

[POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK NOW, ARE WE?]

[deucedlyerratic]

Looks are deceiving.

[ That's not just a hint of annoyance in her voice, that's a truckload. But it's offset a second later as she allows herself to the floor, six steps up. Time for a breather. ]

[t1ghtly_w0und]

[Cogsworth was never a fan of stair cases, but catching glimpse of the clearly wounded Captain causes him to follow.]

M-miss? Are you alright?

[deucedlyerratic]

[ Aha, the clock. ]

Perfectly fine. I'll be up and at them in no time at all.

[ Determination? Yes please. ]

[t1ghtly_w0und]

Are you sure? It looks like you should get some rest..

[deucedlyerratic]

Perhaps. If I could get any sleep, honestly, I would.

However. Being bedridden is not an option.

[dangitjim]

[ Guess who's coming up those stairs, looking down, stack of books in his arms, muttering numbers and theory under his breath. Doppler's just finished --almost finished, at least-- sleeping off all of his lapses of mind. Occasionally, there was a slip, and now he was having trouble sleeping properly...

He realizes somebody's ahead of him in the stairwell and looks up to find the Captain. Of course. ]

What in Heaven's name are you doing?

[deucedlyerratic]

[ This, this is the glare of death. ]

Taking the stairs.

[ She pauses her great adventure upwards, clinging still to that handrail for support. ]

[dangitjim]

[ Dang it, Amelia. ]

Now, just-- Captain, you really need to be practical about this.

[ He paces on one stair for a moment, like he's trying to figure out something... Which he is! After a moment of deciding, he simply sets his stack of books down on his current stair, looking determinately back up at her. ]

I understand that you don't want to feel hindered, but you're going to do serious damage to yourself if you don't allow time to heal.

[ He's looked both ways, listened, to make sure that nobody's coming. That done (are ya ready?), he's going to attempt to scoop her up.

He's serious business about this, girl. He's really just hoping it doesn't get his eyes clawed out. ]

[deucedlyerratic]

[ You done it now, Delbert. ]

I am not hindered in the least. There is nothing keeping me from using the elevator, exercise, however, will help me recover rather than---

[ Although it hadn't been the first time he'd picked her up, it felt like the first for her, considering she was, oh, let's say half conscious the first time around. Don't mind her vice-like grip going from the stair railing now to around your collar. And she'll never admit his self consciousness, or perhaps concern for her own sense of pride was actually, quite endearing. And while she doesn't want to sound ungrateful-- ]

Doctor---

[ You aren't going to win this one, Amelia. ]