DISTRACT Is Super Effective! [Open]

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She sneezed and the fishing rod in her hands briefly jumped in her grasp.

Astrid huffed out a grunt, a hand relinquishing hold on the line as she indignantly rubbed under her stubby nose with the back of her finger while her blue eyes dully leered at nothing in particular off-screen.

That sneeze. Someone talking smack about her?

Disregarding this fleeting suspicion, she shrugged it off, merely readjusting her grip on the handle, and settled posterior more comfortably on the moss-covered boulder beneath her.

Within the encompassing towering stone walls of what appears to be a lost oasis, Astrid engaged in fishing on these familiar grounds taken from her memory of a memorable location somewhere on the outskirts of the Viking's home village -- the exact place she stealthily pursued after Hiccup and discovered Toothless subsequently. 'Course, for Hiccup and his dragon, this secret watering hole served as a base where they established their bond as well.

Today, though it just served as a relaxing getaway for one of the female's less than energy draining hobbies. Or so she thought? There's a sudden reflection of a figure on the waters pristine surface and it was impossible not to notice she now has company.

Astrid blinked a moment, then pursed her lips and turned her head to look up sidelong at whoever approached her with a stare clearly of "Hey, don't scare the fish."

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[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

Not looking at her, she made a noise in the same vein as a chuckle, tone partially sarcastic. "You're pretty energetic today."

Hah, energetic is always putting it lightly when it's Ruff.

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I'm feelin' pretty charged up!" She laughed at her own terrible pun, "Besides I'm diein' over here. Tell me what kind of cool stuff you and Hiccup and Toothless got to do on the mission!" She'd been so furious that she'd missed out she'd been training three times as hard.

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Astrid frowned. Ah, that. Of course Ruffnut would have to eagerly ask.

Gripping the rod in her hands, she inhaled. "Well..."

Although much of her time in Fairplay is becoming a distant foggy memory, Astrid tried her best to thoroughly explain. Can Ruff actually believe Astrid as a timid, girl-ish thing (In fact, she can almost still taste the flavored lip-gloss), too terrified to lift a fist to help someone in need? And Hiccup with a near shaven head. (H-His lovely, messy hair. Gone...) Oh, and Toothless? Unruly furball. (...Okay, so not much changed, except for the fur bit.)

"...See? A giant pain. Not very 'cool' at all," she finished bitterly, facepalming and running a hand through her hair. "My mind is still exhausted and reeling from the experience..."

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruffnut looked like she had bitten into a rotten piece of fruit and she wanted to spit the bad taste out of her mouth. "What in the fires of hell is this ship thinking sending you somewhere like that? For Odin's sake." She snarled seeming to have taken a personal offense to what she felt was a grave misuse of her friends viking abilities. "You guys could have done way more if your brains hadn't been all screwed up."

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it was troublesome," she snorted, bouncing the pole a bit, creating delicate ripples in the water as the line moved. "So I don't even want to hear you complain. You had it easy."

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

"Not the boss of me~" Ruffnut responded laying back with a sigh, "I'll complain if I want. It sucked here too. Not as bad as you guys but all this training and never actually doing anything with it? Totally sucks." It was really just complaining for complaining's sake.

[astridhofferson.livejournal.com]

"Don't want it~!" she quickly raised her voice airily.

Also, "Besides, I'm older. Listen to your elders," she chided with a hint of playfulness, upturning her nose. Hey, you may be frolicking under Zetta now, but don't forget who has the iron fist.

"Hm, you could've sparred someone if you were that restless."

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruffnut rolled her eyes, completely aware that Astrid was right and they both knew it. At the end of the day Ruffnut would default to Astrid's orders.

"Shoulda' thought of that." She smirked amused "Just wandering about and punching people till one of them fights back would be fun."

Except the ship, she forgot about the ship.