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[governorkang]

Kang was frustrated.

He'd been trying to write this damn speech for the past three hours, with no luck. He'd started conceptualizing it in the tavern, but he was unable to concentrate; he'd figured out why relatively quickly, and after locking up the tavern for the night, he'd moved to the Sensoriums and immediately conjured up the inside of his home. Besides his office in the Bastion, it was where he usually worked (when the hatchlings were asleep).

His home was very medieval in design, sizable, and the furniture was well-crafted, made of wood and stone. There was a shelf above a simple brick fireplace built into one wall with a few carved wooden figurines on it; a small bookcase nearby held a handful of leather-bound books and scrolls. The doorway to a side room was open, and a very large bed covered with furs was visible, as well as a smaller one built much like a nest. The oak table he was seated at was large, and situated close to the crackling fire.

Muttering a curse in Nerakese, he rubbed at his temple, and for the fifteenth time that night, wished that Fonrar was around to help him out.

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[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Creaky squeaky creak creaky.

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III was no master of stealth, but that was hardly his fault. (Although, even without the leg being what it was, he probably would have tripped over his own feet and made noise anyway).

"What'cha doin'?" he asked, peeking through the doorway.

[governorkang]

Kang recognized the voice, but he didn't look up, "I decided to run for Council. I'm trying to write this bloody speech, but it just won't cooperate."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"What've you got so far?" asked Hiccup, flopping into a chair.

[governorkang]

"Practically nothing," Kang cursed again, motioning the boy over and showing him what he'd written so far on a piece of parchment.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it's just the translation not working, but I can't read your handwriting," said Hiccup, and he handed it back.

"Whatever you do, keep it short. My dad always keeps his speeches short, to the point, and usually he hits something dramatically as he's talking. I guess you can't do that last part over the comm-things, but you can sort of hit things with what you say and how you say them. And read it to someone else first. Sometimes, with the important ones, he'd put them by me first."

Not that Stoick wrote them down, but sometimes, sometimes, Hiccup got to help and he had always liked to help. It'd been a rare, rare thing he could actually help his father with. (But it had indeed been a rare, rare thing).

"Another set of eyes and ears always helps."

What ho, Kang, it appears you may have a little speechwriting resource right here.

[silverduelist]

Yzak had a long day. He had considered heading back to his room for a little sleep, but he had chosen a trip to the Sensoriums instead, it wasn't as if he was planning to stay in there for very long.

But as he entered, it was evident that somebody else was using it already. Not wanting to be too nosy (since Yzak was the nosy type), he silently took a few steps and peered through the door, noticing Kang.

"--Ah, you," he spoke up, voice low. "Kang, right?"

[governorkang]

Kang looked up, taking a moment to place a name with the face. He'd seen this human in his and Ronon's class before, one of the new people. "That's me." His left forearm was in a cast and a sling, and the wing on that side was securely bound to his shoulder.

"You can come in, Yzak."

[silverduelist]

"Thank you. I didn't know somebody else was making use of this."

Initially curious about what he was doing, that was temporarily put aside when he noticed Kang's injuries. "Ah ... how are you doing?"

[governorkang]

"Happens all the time, since you can't lock the doors. Come, sit down," Kang gestured to one of the chairs at the table with a smile. "Healing up. I'm immensely grateful for the painkillers on this ship."

[silverduelist]

Nodding, Yzak took up the offer, seating himself in one of the chairs. "I'm glad you're still one piece, at any rate. Did you wind up staying down on the planet?"

[morphitudinous]

With combat training on hold, it had been strange for Billy to go for the past several days at a time without checking in with his favorite Draconian.

So it was only natural that Billy would be happy to find him here, once again intruding on an open Sensorium.

"Kang?" Calling to announce his presence (not that he probably needed to), Billy took several steps toward him---and then the same distance of steps back when the objects around them and their significance registered in the human's mind.

"This is your home?" If so, he definitely didn't want to intrude here.

[governorkang]

Kang nodded and smiled, looking up, "You don't have to leave, Billy. I needed a break from this damn thing anyways. Come sit down; I haven't seen you in a while." He gestured to one of the chairs at the table.

[morphitudinous]

"It certainly feels like it's been a long time," Billy added with his usual welcoming smile, carefully sitting in the offered chair. It was elegant in the way that a simple but very well done invention often was.

Of course, being who he was, Billy had to ask questions. There would be some about the home later, but the immediate concern was: "What damn thing is causing the problem?"

A surprising word in this human's voice, perhaps.

[governorkang]

Did Billy just... yes. Billy just cursed. Granted, it was a minor one, and a repeat of what he'd said, but still, it was rather shocking to hear it leave the human's mouth.

Shaking his head, Kang handed a piece of parchment over, "A speech. Usually, they aren't very difficult, but this one... I wasn't voted into my position back home. This process is completely new for me."

[morphitudinous]

Billy noticed the reaction and grinned just a little. It had even surprised himself.

"Oh, that's right---the upcoming elections. I thought you might run." With a nod, he took the parchment and read the beginning. Lord-Governor of Teyr...that's right. I remember now. He's always been a compelling leader.

Tilting his head to study the parchment at another angle as he thought, Billy added: "I have full confidence in your ability, Kang. You're decisive, courageous, trustworthy, and a much needed voice on the council. I don't want humans to dominate it."

Looking back up from the parchment, Billy nodded. "I'm probably not the person to ask about this. I didn't run for my position either, and I have limited experience with the campaign process. It was a fairly common process back home, and I studied how it worked, but I wasn't old enough to participate yet."

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Kaaa-aaang~" singsonged Rein as she floated into the sensoriums. "Whatcha doing?"

[governorkang]

"Rein," Kang grinned, happy for a distraction. "I'm trying to write a speech, but not having any luck."

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Aaaah I see," said Rein, floating around to hover near his shoulder to look at it. "Hayate-chan had to write a lot of speeches too, but they were all pretty silly. She could never stay serious."

[governorkang]

Kang's handwriting was scrawly, and hard to read, but not completely illegible. He'd gotten some practice with his right hand again, since he'd gotten the nerve damage repaired. "Some levity can help, but too much is never a good thing."

[pocketloli.livejournal.com]

"Exactly. Are you running for an officer seat or a council seat?" inquired Rein as she read the scrawl which was actually just as loopy as Mid-language, except it lacked the fancy curvature she was familiar with.

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

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From outside the doorway, Astrid heard the frustrated, foreign curse and she curiously approached and peeked in from the door frame. At first glance, the house did seem pretty cozy and inviting, though spotting Kang at work she then quietly debated if she'd only disturb him.

To go in or not. Maybe she could come back later...

[governorkang]

Unfortunately for Astrid, Kang's senses were better than a human's, and he could smell her almost as soon as she'd opened the door. He looked up and waved the girl in with his good hand, "You can come in, Astrid."

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

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Those are some sharp senses. Must be handy. And don't fret, Kang - for a viking, pretty sure she smells a lot better than Hiccup, too.

Coming out from the entrance, she finally stepped inside, pushing a lock of hair behind an ear.

"Aah. ...You looked deep in concentration. Didn't want to disturb you."

Blinking once, her body tilts a little to see what he's up to, "Um... how are you faring?"

[governorkang]

They come in very handy. Smiling, Kang shrugged his good wing, "It's fine. I needed a break anyways. Come sit down; I'm not going to make you stand."

He leaned back and looked her over, wincing a little as he accidentally jarred his broken arm. "I've been better, but I've been worse, too. What happened to your arm?"

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

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"Hm? This?" She shrugged a shoulder with a slight smile, "My "just rewards", I guess you could say."

"Oh this is nothing," she confidently tells him, slapping the arm for emphasis-- but immediately winces, withdrawing her hand, and quickly hisses under breath in response to the stinging pain. "O-ow..." Okay, she regrets doing that.

"A-ah ha... I'm fine, it's probably a sprain or a fracture. Or both," she shrugged again, indifferently. It was like this type of thing was normal for her. "Just fine."

Now she looked over him, holding her chin, "Probably can't say the same for yours, though, right...?"