[action] [closed to Hiccup, Astrid, and Dave] contrary to popular belief, I am still on hiatus!

[notsoscaryname]

[Hiccup was wondering when, exactly, to go talk to Astrid. Dave said she'd mellowed out, but that didn't mean he was still scared. She was an axe-toting viking! In fact, the best axe-toting viking his age. He was reasonably a bit nervous

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[alwaysaxefirst]

[Trying to keep her face wiped of any last bits of anger, Astrid knocked- it was gently, she didn't want to terrify him off the bat- and let out a tense breath. She was already regretting listening to that stupid Dave guy, the one that had her axe and could be, at this very moment, subjecting it to acts of torture or otherwise ruining the perfect shine on it's new enamel or- breaaaaaath. ]

[notsoscaryname]

[Hiccup sighed and stood up. He walked to the door and opened it, and immediately, all thought processes went flying out the window.]

A-Astrid! Hi! Uh, I didn't--is there anything--what--

[what can he say that won't make her get angry angrier?]

...what's up?

[alwaysaxefirst]

[ Urrrrrk. She couldn't do this, she already had no idea what to say.

She spun to leave without having uttered a single word.]

[merlinianblood]

[HEY ASTRID. Do you see Dave over there? Staring you down from the hallway? Is that-

Is that a marker in his hand? A marker, poised ever so slightly at the ready with no cap on? Like he's about to draw a smiley face on your precious baby, or something?

No. He's not gonna draw on it. NOT AS LONG AS YOU GET YOUR FOOL ASS BACK INSIDE, ASTRID. Dave points to Hiccup's doorway and smiles pleasantly. Get back inside, woman.]