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It was...brutal.

Ruffnut and her brother had often imagined violent brutal battles, blood and screams filling the air as they, the mighty Thorston twins.

But after watching the "Punishment"...Ruffnut was lost.

Somehow her feet led her back to the Sensoriums where the isle of Berk was waiting for her.

Familiar paths wound through the town to the fields. Sheep grazed mindlessly as she flopped down under a tree.

"What's your problem?" the simulation of her brother peered down at her with his crooked smile. A mane of hair fell about him blocking out the moonlight. The stars shimmered above him in a perfectly annoying fashion.

"Shut up." She responded with a halfhearted punch to his face.

"That was pathetic." He laughed stumbling back, "What's wrong? Baby gonna cry?"

Ruffnut could barely muster up the energy to kick him in the knee sending him tumbling down the hill, "I'm hurt! I am badly hurt." He wailed.

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[badassfreakingoverlord]

In an usual turn of events, the Overlord proved exceedingly cautious about stepping into the Sensorium. Not for his own sake -- he didn't fear a damn thing in the world -- but if the ship decided to make an example of him for speaking out against it, he didn't want his apprentice to get caught up in that.

Damn, he wished he had his body back.

Still, after he stepped in and was not immediately destroyed by a convenient holodeck sensorium "malfunction", he proceeded through quietly, minion carrying him to his apprentice's tree.

"Your mana power is strong enough to track now, in here," he said. "If that's any comfort."

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"Huh?" Ruffnut responded in a half hearted way, "What are you talking about?" She didn't even bother looking at him. If she focused on the stars maybe it would make it easier to forget what she'd seen.

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

And just for the hell of it, someone dropped in: Hit Girl. She hadn't been to see. but she had heard a lot from other people, and even she was feeling a bit of a chill now, being on the ship of "I fuck you up if you mess up this many times." What Stacy had done, that was worthy of D'Amico if he had ever cared about anything other than brutal loyalty. In a lot of ways, Stacy was smarter about it: no cuts or lasting physical injuries, just a very long permanent mental one that impacted everyone else on the ship.

Her own mortality came to mind far enough, thinking about it after this was just a torture all its own, so she jumped into the Sensorium hoping for a little peace. Berk seemed exactly like this: relaxed, rugged, even a little menacing in some parts. When she located people: one that looked like a viking(!) and one that was clearly Overlord Zetta, she waved a hand.

"Yo," she called to them, and finally sat down. "Bad vibes on the ship now, huh?"

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"I meant I can sense where you are, now," Zetta said. His minion plunked him down next to Ruffnut. "Means you're stronger."

His minion gave an absent wave to Hit Girl.

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"Oh...thanks." She muttered and at Hit Girl's comments she sat up a little "I know right? It's like...I guess I didn't realize a big magic...whateverstacyis would be so so..." She was looking or a word that wasn't in her vocabulary, "Nasty." She settled on. "I mean getting knocked around for being trouble is one thing but that? That was...nasty!" She was stuck on the word clinging to it for lack of a better one.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"Sick and cruel for the sake of being sick and cruel," Zetta said bluntly.

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Hit Girl had to shrug. She did think it was cruel and nasty: just like a lot of what hs e saw in her world. "The big shock of it all was that Stacy is supposed to be our mommy or something that cares for all of us. I guess she left out the name of that mommy was Joan Crawford."

She shook her head. "Doubt anyone's gonna cause enough trouble to earn another mindfuck like that, but it definitely brings you down to earth about thins. Gotta wonder what the reaction is gonna be for the rest of the rabble."

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"Joan who?" Ruffnut echoed but abandoned that to think about what else Hit Girl had said.

"That's probably what she wanted right? Show us all "This is what happens if you don't play nice." made an example out of...whoever that was." She pushed her helmet back rubbing her forehead, "Never seen someone's insides before." Her hand moved down to her stomach and prodded at it, "Guess under the skin we're all that squishy." Which was her way of saying "Mortal and helpless in the eyes of the all seeing computer overlord."

"Some of us squishier then others." Her simulated brother returned at her side for a cheap unfunny shot about her weight only to be backhanded off his feet almost casually by Ruffnut.

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"Hey, I don't have skin." Zetta frowned. He missed skin. "And I'm still stronger than the ship, whatever she did there.

"But you know what? Playing nice had nothing to do with it. I could call you both... well, stuff I'm not gonna call you, but I could. I could go around bullying everyone I want, who'd stop me? All we got taught is that she'll torture you if you don't play by her rules. And I don't take well to threats."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

He hadn't known where to go after that.

He hadn't needed eyes that worked to know something utterly, mercifully ruthless had been done. The pain had been heard and to an extent, literally felt. Such is the curse of what I am. The thought had raced through his head several times as a conflict had begun.
This Human Female had hurt his Bonded. She'd threatened him too but that easily had been water off a duck's back. She had hurt his Bonded.

At the door to a Sensorium chamber, Renne finds himself standing still, listening to a simulation already going on. On one hand, part of him can't forgive harm to his Bonded. On the other, he too, had known torture. Had it been called for here?

Had it been logical?

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Ruffnut chewed on a piece of grass before blowing it out into the air and letting it land on her cheek. Brushing it away she found herself confronted once again by simulation Tuffnut.

"Some viking you are. A little mutilation and you're all freaked out! Come on I bet she had it coming to her anyway."

"Get outta my face." She grabbed him by the face and shoved him hard sending him tumbling back down the hill once more. Her mind just loved to rebel against her with her simulated brother who called out, "Chicken!"

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"Tha-t noh be jus-t warrrr."

His tone comes out softened and low-voiced. Edged with uncertainty, the conflict still wages in his mind. Turning to lean his back against the Sensorium door frame (or whatever's within arm's reach), his ears flick downward. This hadn't been simply a battlefield and as far as he'd known, this hadn't been...
She had hurt his Bonded.

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Both Ruffnut and her simulated brother looked at the creature that had intruded on their field.

"What'd he say?" Simulation Tuffnut asked Ruffnut not taking his eyes off Renne.

"He said you're an idiot and shut up." Ruffnut improperly translated going back to staring at the stars.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

That little wise-crack manages to get the ghost of a smile on his face.

"C-lose."

Hell, that'd be a stupid question. Of course no one's 'all right'. Not after that. Still, the healer's urge in him is intense, instinctive. Primeval.
Carefully, the anomaly squares off from his leaning-spot to try and navigate across the simulation floor toward the stranger's voice.

"Do...Rrrr-enne wahn-t hell-p. Ma-ke bet-terrr."

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

It took Ruffnut a minute to figure out what the blue creature was saying. Before she could stop herself Tuffnut spoke up again, "Help what? Help make her less of a wimp?"

"Don't make me go all god power on you!" She shot back and to enhance her warning she made the electricity she was learning to control crackle around her fist.

"You couldn't hit the broad side of a barn!" Her simulation brother called and this time when she shot back she actually sent a ball of energy at him catching him in the helmet making it spin on his head sparking and smoking.

"Lucky shot!" He coughed sending out a cloud of smoke.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

"May-bee, yeu sil-lee Male, uhp-shut!"

Say what? Yeah, he's not afraid of telling a Viking to shut up. For a moment, a flash of memory passes his expression. Zonker. The Inne. but he shakes it off -- Now's not the time for that.

"Yeu...Yeu did goo-d."

That time, he's referring to the crackling shot he'd heard.

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Ruffnut responded unenthusiastically. If she'd been in a better mood she might have marveled at how easy the shot had flown instead of the usual awkward shots that she would throw that never hit their targets.

But at the moment she couldn't shake off this uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach. What was it that was wrong with her that she felt this way?

...finally I actually see a post of yours in time to tag it. XD

[hasnoteefs.livejournal.com]

Toothless spent nearly all of his time in the Sensoriums. Generally speaking, his surroundings looked like Berk, or something similar. So when in his wandering he came upon the village already there, he was slightly confused until he remembered that most of the Viking children were on the ship. The Night Fury skulked silently through the darkness until he came upon the braided twin. He watched her, for a long while under that tree, thoughtful.

He had made his way to the Observation deck and watched Stacy's punishment to the brash blond they called Big Zero. He didn't know the woman, but that was hardly to say he approved of the treatment. Humans weren't really meant to stand up to that. And most of the rest of them had been acting strangely since the incident. The dragon assumed Ruffnut was no different.

So he circled around her tree, approaching from behind, and made a friendly sort of chirping sound to announce his presence.

Lucky me! 8D

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Ruffnut glanced up and felt her heart skip a beat. There was still that deep buried instinct that Dragons wanted to skin her like a grape.

But that quickly washed away and she smiled faintly, "Sup?" She greeted the dragon informally and waved with her fingertips.

:D♥

[hasnoteefs.livejournal.com]

Toothless took the waved fingers as an invitation to approach, and did just that. He circled around the tree in a wide arc, extending his neck toward the Viking girl and eventually touching his nose to her hand. Hello there, other violent Viking girl. How are you?

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For how much Ruffnut was a slow learner she still retained everything Hiccup had taught her about being nice to dragons and was gentle as she greeted Toothless with a petting, "Bet you wish there were some other dragons around to hang out with huh? I mean dragons that don't walk and talk like a man." Her mind flashed back to Kang.

Summoned by her thought her own Hideous Zippleback appeared some ways away with Tuffnut playing fetch and fighting over the Tree branch. Both heads had a bite on the branch and weren't letting go.

[hasnoteefs.livejournal.com]

The Night Fury appreciated the Thorston twin's information retention, seeming to smile a little as she pet him. He honestly liked just about all of the Vikings-- he was still more than a little wary of some of the adults, and he wasn't terribly fond of Snotlout, but he still at least appreciated their effort to keep things civil after Hiccup's example. He crooned, softly, seeming to reply to her question. There were other dragons-- Haku may have been repodded, but Kang had made mention of another dragon. She too spoke like Kang did, which he found a strange concept and lead him to be slightly wary of meeting the fellow reptile, but it wasn't terrible. He supposed, that with things as they were, he was pretty happy.

Turning his head to watch, Toothless raised the muscles above his eyes that functioned like eyebrows, lowering his hind quarters to the ground in a sit, and curled his tail around himself, gurgling in an amused way. Zipplebacks were such comical dragons, the way they fought with themselves.

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Ruffnut watched the two headed dragon spin about fighting, "I named my head sparky, Tuffnut named his Gassy." She snickered as the duo opted to play tug of war with Tuffnut instead.

it's like if Toothless had a popcorn.gif! also brb errands.

[hasnoteefs.livejournal.com]

The muscles above his eyes raised farther, and the sound Toothless made was not at all unlike a laugh. He flopped, laying on his stomach in the grass alongside her, and rested his chin on his forefeet to watch the show.

Oh if only I had any artistic talent I would doodle a Toothless popcorn avatar X3

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"Life's pretty easy for you guys huh?" Ruffnut mused as more dragons swarmed the field now chasing Tuffnut who was running about flailing his arms. "Eat, fly, spit fire, gas." She sounded almost envious as she reached up to scratch under Toothless's chin, "Still, thumbs are pretty awesome."