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A warriors madness

Ruffnut Thorston, lightning lass, Apprentice Overlord.

Vagrant Viking.

Rather then settle down in any one given place on the ship she had developed a habit of claiming whatever land was convenient for herself and making little "nests" that she could sleep in using materials she had "borrowed".

Tonight (Which was a relative term in the city where the sun rose and set whenever it damn well pleased) Ruffnut had found her way down into a dark quiet and echo filled basement of one of the ruins. She lied basements. They reminded her of the caves of Birk and more to the point, they didn't have windows so the sun wouldn't bother her when she was sleeping and it decided to rise for the third time in six hours.

The only downside is the basements tended to be cool so she had to gather together lots of fabric to wrap around herself to keep warm. Curtains, bedsheets, towels and the like. A good thick blanket was harder to come by. She did find a thick warm cloth with sleeves one day while rummaging through the lockers. It was like a blanket but the sleeves made it easier to do things with her hands. Ingenious!

She had learned from her first few mistakes involving building a fire as well and made sure if she did that the smoke had somewhere to escape. She had thrown some broken wooden furniture into a trashcan and used re lightning power to set it ablaze. Now the room was warmer and had a pleasant glow. You'd almost forget you were indoors if you tried.

"Man you look like a rat under all that." Tuffnut taunted from his place near the fire. Ruffnut did her best to ignore him. He'd been particularly derisive lately and it was working her last nerve.

"Then again I guess you kind of are right? I mean what kind of proud warrior does the stuff you've done?" He continued rubbing his hands together. "I mean you were never gonna be as awesome as me but at least you could have been loyal to Astrid and Hiccup right?"

Ruffnut grumbled and pulled her covers closer together eyes focused with almost laser precision on the fire. If she stared hard enough maybe she'd see something like the elders back home.

"It's a good thing Snotlout and Stoic were put back to sleep, I'd hate to see what they'd think of all this."

"Shut it." Ruffnut finally responded which was all the encouragement that Tuffnut needed.

"And what if Mom and Dad knew?" His lips peeled back into a wicked grin that Ruffnut herself often wore when she was enjoying a particularly painful fight.

This fight however hurt her in a different way and she lost control of her temper, screaming at the brother that wasn't really there. Her scream of rage echoed through the building as she threw off the sheets and fabrics and cut loose with a blast of electrical energy. As Tuffnut wasn't really there it connected with the trashcan exploding and sending flames and kindling scattering about the room.

"Oh no! Oh no oh no oh no!" Ruffnut scrambled about with a towel from her pile and began beating and smothering out the scattered flames. In the cement basement it wouldn't spread but the smoke was already stinging her eyes and choking her lungs.

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The minion picked up the book just in time for him to see this rather baffling sight.

"Uh. Ruffnut? What up?"

Yes, he just said 'what up'.

Ruffnut swung suddenly distracted and spun about falling back into the pile of cloth burying herself before standing up again, a towel hanging off her head like a nuns wimple.

"Um...hi?" She waved awkwardly and then coughed forgetting about the smoke and lowering herself below it again.

"You, uh, look like you're having a rough day."

He didn't have the heart to laugh at her. Later he'd probably wonder what was wrong with him.

"Nah just...a setback." She coughed adjusting herself in the pile and taking the towel off her head.

"Pft, yeah right. You can't even handle a little ribbing." Tuffnut mocked earning a glare from his sister...who appeared to be glaring at nothing to her left.

"What are you doing here?" She asked of Zetta turning back.

"I heard you yelling and blasting stuff. Made me wonder what was going on..."

What WAS she looking at anyway? He tried to look where she had, but saw nothing.

"Oh um..." She paled and quickly lied "It was nothing...I uh...I sneezed and blew up my fire barrel."

Yeah sure...sneeze. That was a totally useless lie.

"Oh come on he has to be smarter then that." Tuffnut laughed, "You are so dumb it hurts! I musta gotten all the brains AND looks in the family."

"Wait, you're firing lightning when you sneeze now?"

Tuffnut? Overestimating the Overlord's brainpower? Who'd have thought?

"Uh yeah totally." She tried to glare Tuffnut into submission, all he did was slap a hand to his face.

Again though it would seem as though she was glaring at nothing.

The smoke was finally starting to clear so Ruffnut began gathering up her barrel and whatever kindling wasn't ruined, "I'd offer you somethin' to eat if I had any." She acknowledges still shooting annoyed glances at the patch of air.

Despite the wool being pulled over his eyes on the source of the fire, Zetta couldn't help but notice those glances. He elected to pursue this topic with all the sensitivity and tact he possessed.

"...What are you looking at anyway?"

"Nothing!" She snapped quickly, "I mean, like you keep talking about Stat screens right? And I swear I'm close to seeing em." The lies were coming hot and heavy now and Tuffnut kept laughing as Ruffnut dug herself deeper.

As close as this came to actually working (because Zetta is an idiot), Ruffnut had made a slight error, one she couldn't have known about.

"Uh, stat screens are up there," he said, briefly glancing upwards to Ruffnut's -- to check for status ailments, while he was looking.

"Well then...yeah I dunno. Maybe it's a different uh...screen?" She offered lamely. Not that she understood a damn thing about screens either way.

The Overlord fixed an impassive glare on her.

"All right. You've been acting weird lately. And I know it's not from tough training, because you can handle THAT. So spill."

"I'm fine!" Ruffnut insisted starting to realize that she was not handling herself in a manner worthy of a viking, let alone an apprentice Overlord. "I just haven't delt with the Astrid thing yet, I haven't found her."

She had to nut up if she wanted to deal with this, especially with Tuffnut still making faces at her.

"Uh, maybe it's none of my business, but 'Astrid thing'?" The Overlord frowned in puzzlement. "I didn't get there till late, what'd I miss?"

Ruffnut blinked and then slapped a palm to her face. She'd forgotten she only told Hit Girl about her horrible mistake.

"Remember when you found me and Hiccup was like...possessed or whatever?"

"Huh?"

Then, after thinking about it a moment, Zetta dredged up that memory. "Oh yeah, that thing."

Ruffnut nodded eagerly encouraging his memory. "Right, see it kind of convinced me into betraying the loyalty of one of my closest friends. It was rotten of me." She said the words like a bad taste, clearly disgusted with herself.

"Back up a moment," the Overlord said. "How did that happen?"

Ruffnut felt her muscles tighten and she bit her lower lip. She'd been doing that alot lately and it was starting to show. "I don't wanna go into it. It was stupid, I'm a chump and it never should have worked." She protested finding herself getting angry at herself and whatever that evil soul was.

"I'm asking anyway!" the Overlord growled. "There was another demon involved, that means I need to know this crap."

Ruffnut groaned and took a deep breath letting it out slowly still feeling ill, "He came onto me while he had Hiccup in his control, made me think Hiccup wanted to be with me instead of Astrid and I should have realized something was wrong I should have thought about it but I didn't I kissed him and Astrid saw and he told me the truth about how stupid a move it was and that he totally played me and I haven't seen either of them since." She barely allowed for a space between any of her words as she tried to get it all out before she had the chance to throw up.

"Oh, okay."

The demon frowned, processing all of this.

"...Actually, sounds to me like you didn't do any 'betraying' crap."

"Of coarse I did!" Ruffnut protested blurting it out "Hiccup is Astrid's boy, and I kissed him! Knowing it! It's not like he forced me or anything." And would that have been better? Good question.

"But he was acting completely NOT like himself," Zetta pointed out. "So you didn't kiss HIM. You kissed some other guy that LOOKED exactly like him, basically. Just because it was his body, if he wasn't the one piloting it, it wasn't him."

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