A Really Bad Week

[governorkang]

There was something different about the tavern. Typically, the mood in it was cheerful, almost homey; for the past few days, however, it had been... solemn.

It could have been blamed on a number of things. Because of the recent strike against GLaDOS, people were remembering those that had been repodded, and Hisk, the previous helper, was among that group. Kawalsky, Cassie, and two of the people in the pods had been killed. And lastly, though it was public knowledge by that point that Hiccup and Rose had been hurt, it wasn't yet known exactly what had happened or how bad it was.

Kang knew, though.

All of that combined equaled a somewhat mopey draconian behind the bar.

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[governorkang]

"...shit," Kang looked down at the wood of the bar.

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

"Yeah..." Cowabunga sank lower into his seat.

"Look, let's not try to focus on what's just happened right now. We're drinking, and my dad always told me not to drink depressed. New subject: What're Minotaurs where you're from like?"

[governorkang]

A subject change was good. It was very good. Kang shrugged, "Nothing like you. They're damn good sailors, and are obsessed with honor. I only ever met one, though he wasn't a sailor. He was just an idiot."

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

"...Okay, there has to be a story behind this. Noone ever says something like that unless there is."

[governorkang]

Kang grinned. This story never failed to amuse him. "I fought in a war, several decades ago. It's actually what my kind were created for. Anyways, our human allies treated us like crap, always giving us latrine duty or infantry, since we were just dumb lizardmen. He didn't like the fact that my particular regiment was made up of engineers, so he reassigned us to infantry and gave us a new commander.

"Our new commander was a minotaur who was well-known for leading suicide charges and being the only one to return alive. That night, he gave us some speech about 'opening up great holes in the enemy' and 'being in the heart of the battle'. We couldn't just kill him in his tent that night like we wanted, unfortunately." He chuckled, remembering Slith's comment about roast beef.

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

"Oh, rough. I've known a few guys like that. Mostly orcs though. So, what'd end up doing." Cowabunga asked, taking a sip of his drink.

[governorkang]

"I had my second, Slith, build a catapult, and I worked on getting this bastard hammered. By morning, he'd drank three gallons of hard cider, and didn't show any signs of dropping, so I was thinking my plan wasn't going to work. Luckily for us, he passed out right before the battle started. So, we loaded him into the bowl of the catapult and granted his wish," Kang laughed. "He woke up right before we fired it."

He refilled his own drink. "One thing we didn't expect was a copper dragon to show up, on the enemy's side. We watched that minotaur fly through the air, and land horns-first in the dragon's chest, killing it."

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

The Taurne set down his mug.

"That's just...we need to do this. Hell, I'll help build the catapult."

[governorkang]

Kang blinked, surprised. "...must be a universal minotaur thing. He wanted to do it again. He didn't survive the next time."

[cow-abunga.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "Yeah, but I'm not completely insane. I've got a parachute cloak that'll stop me from going splat."

[governorkang]

"If we ever do this, which I doubt we'll find reason to, we'll be very careful about it," Kang laughed.