high_seas | Into the storm

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Into the storm

Who: Hazardous Materials with special guest star Draco Malfoy
Where: the ship, and then Eternal Bliss (oh joy)
When: November 1-5 at sea, 6-? on land
What: sailing log, and then shenanigans on wedding island
Warnings: let me know if there are any
Style: as you please
Status: closed to "who"

[As soon as the sun did not rise on the 1st, like others had suggested it would, Gan Ning wanted off Isla Empieza. He put out the call to his crew - get on the ship, leave no man behind. Or woman, Cynthia.

The storm hit while they were two days out from the island. It would take all hands on deck to keep the Nightfury from capsizing, good thing they have a couple of solid dragons to keep things in check. Just watch out for Gaius and his fiery pendant! By the time the storm blows out in the wee hours on the 4th, the charts put them drifting near to Eternal Bliss. Are the residents still pissed at pirates for what Kodachi did? Who cares, they need to land to make repairs. And maybe score some treasure, if anyone wants to go through the marriage requirement.

Date your posts and mingle away!]

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[Ambling along after Toothless, hands clasped together behind his back as he looks curiously around at the ship. He notices the boy Toothless is leading him toward after a moment, and since there's no one else around, assumes this must be Hiccup.]

Is that him?

[Toothless gives a confirming growlf before he bounds over beside the Viking kid to peer over a shoulder.]

[Upon hearing a distant voice, the viking blinks. Huh. Maybe he's going crazy.

Only when he hears the heavy thumps and feels someone looking over his shoulder does he look up, his bulb nose bumping into the side of Toothless' wide head.]

–Ow. Hey, bud! That's a little close there!

[Hiccup reaches up to push and pat the dragon's head, laughing a bit.]

You sound excited. What's going on– [Cue green eyes glancing over at Draco. A lopsided grin is given.] –oh, um, hey there!

Hello, my diaphragm spasming friend.

[You know, in case Hiccup had any doubts about who this is.

Then he grins as he takes another step closer and holds out his hand.]

Only kidding. Hiccup, yes?

[The dragon rumble-purrs as he's patted, nuzzling his head against Hiccup's face. He glances at Draco as the blond steps over to introduce himself.]

[His face is now half-smushed by the dragon, eyes lighting up when he remembers the voice and the light dig at his name.]

Ha ha. Yeah, that's me! It's nice to finally meet you in-person, Draco.

[Dry as he sounds, Hiccup gently pushes Toothless' head away, picking himself up off of the deck to shake the offered hand.]

Indeed. I've been getting to know your dragon. You know, he hasn't even tried to eat me once yet.

[He lets go of Hiccup's hand and casts a fond look at Toothless.]

I'm beginning to think he's actually an overgrown cat.

[Toothless pulls away, sitting himself down to look between the two. Did Draco mention 'eat'? Are they going to have foods? That'll just bring the dragon's head back around towards Hiccup again to nudge him in the side.]

That's good! Fortunately, he's not interested in eatingoof people. He's a big fan of fish, though. And maybe a few other things since everyone has been feeding him on and off...

[Both hands now rest on Toothless' head again, trying with all his might to keep some space between him and the dragon. There's a sidelong glance Toothless' way.]

Seems that way, doesn't it?

Fish are in large supply here, at least. That's convenient.

[He thinks for a moment, and then pulls his wand out and steps over to the railing of the ship, peering down at the waves. After a moment, he points it at the water.]

Accio ONE fish!

[And now hopefully he won't pull out some giant sea beast or anything -- nope, okay good, it's just one smaller fish that was lurking near the surface that comes flying up out of the ocean. Draco stops it before he gets smacked in the face with the flopping thing, and then he floats it over toward Toothless.]

Is it alright if I feed him?

[Dangles the fish over Toothless' head.]

[Now it's just become a shoving game with Hiccup. Spoilers: Toothless will win. -that is until Draco does something fantabulous.

The dragon glances out of the corner of an eye as the blond waves the little stick around, but he jerks his head up altogether as something comes floating up from the waters and right over the railing of the ship.

His ear flaps perking, Toothless licks his chops as he eyes that fish there. Pfff, Draco can ask all he wants but the dragon's just going to help himself if it just remains there. Say aaaaah~]

Well, yeah, ocean and all.

[Yeah, Toothless was winning and that isn't cool but what can he do about it?

Just as another push and shove goes by, Hiccup also jerks his head up in surprise, staring at the floating fish. His expression is nearly similar to Toothless', mouth somewhat gaping before he can actually parse together a sentence.]

–Uh, ah, sure? Sure! You can. Go ahead, it's been awhile since he last ate.

I go to a boarding school back home and we have house elves that prepare and serve all our food. I'm used to it just appearing at mealtimes, so it took a bit to adjust to the...differences...here.

[Makes a slight face as he bobs the fish up and down, bringing it low enough for Toothless to snatch AS THOUGH IT WAS EVER REALLY OUT OF HIS REACH.]

So much bloody seafood, though. I like fish and chips as much as the next person -- don't tell my mother, she'll think it's too plebeian -- but Merlin, it does get old.

[Well no but hey, the fish was floating, plenty of reason to be cautious, right? Anyway, it disappears quickly enough. One might not have remembered a fish there otherwise.]

[He understands how that can go. Even if...he's never been served by house elves. He's a viking, he serves himself??? On land! Yes.]

Yeah, it does get repetitive. But since I lived on an island, fish is normal fare. And chicken! Although fish and chips sound really good...

It is, rather. Greasy mess, though. They serve it at the Three Broomsticks, so I don't feel too bad about eating pub food in a pub, at least. I could go for a roast, though. With Yorkshire pudding.

[Looks amused as the fish ~disappears~ and absently calls up another one from the ocean.]

Oh, or a big ham! Especially with Christmas coming up. A bloody big Christmas ham.

[Smacking his chops, the dragon easily perks as he sees Draco wave his wand again, and he brushes Hiccup in his eager movement towards the railing to watch for flying fish.]

Ham? ACK– !

[Hiccup ducks on instinct, arms up as he was this close to getting knocked out by a fish-trailing dragon. Although shaken and annoyed, he seems generally unfazed.]

I know ham. Pork. We got that on Berk, too. But, um. What's Christmas?

What's—

[Draco blinks, his concentration slipping and his wand dropping, causing the fish to fall to the deck unless someone or something snatches it first or just plain gets in the way. He gapes at Hiccup.]

What's Christmas? Oh, you poor sod. You're from one of those places that doesn't have Christmas??

[Don't worry, Toothless got this yo. He grabs it between his magically appearing teeth before it even touches wood.]

[He shrugs, gestures, and shrugs again.]

What, you say that like it's a bad thing? It's not like we don't have holidays!

Yes, but Christmas. You get presents. Also there's always a lot of chocolate and other sweets and biscuits, but the presents, Hiccup!

[Gesticulating now because he's actually five-years-old and gets very excited about these things.]

The decorations, too, I suppose. Hogwarts really goes all out -- that's my school. They bring in twelve of these great big pine trees that have fairy lights all over them. Real fairies, mind. It snows from the enchanted ceiling and everlasting icicles are strung up all over the stairs. I don't usually stay at school over Christmas, my family either goes on holiday or we stay at the manor, but I had to stay for the Yule Ball last year and it was brilliant.

[Pauses.]

...Well, not last year, I guess that was two years ago now.

[SPEAKING OF PRESENTS!

Toothless slips between the both of them and turns about to look between the two once he's opposite the side he'd been. He looks at Draco then, and his eyes roll up just slightly, accompanied by a disgusting gurgling and movement from stomach to throat.

And then *splurch* he leans forward to deposit half of one drool-ridden fish on the deck at Draco's feet. Sitting back, the dragon smiles in that goofy way as though extremely proud of himself.]

This Christmas stuff sounds really great! And sort of similar to Snoggletog, actually – we have decorations, and a feast, of course. Presents, too. I mean, it's not as spectacular in comparison, but it's always a good time.

[He was about to ask what a Yule Ball was, but that gets interrupted by Toothless gagging.]

–Uh, oh. Bud, aww, really?

[Snoggletog, what even. Draco nearly comments on it -- and on Vikings and their incredibly odd ways of naming things -- but he bites back the snarky response and just gives an awkward sort of laugh.]

Well, that also sounds...really great, obviously, but of course things usually are when they involve presents—oh!

[Jumps back suddenly when Toothless suddenly barfs a half-eaten fish near his feet, his nose scrunching up in disgust.]

Oh, bloody hell, what's the matter? Was it bad? Is he sick?

[He doesn't look sick. He looks pretty damn pleased.]

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