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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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Celena had been flying low through the city on one of her daily flights, weaving between buildings before arching up and over them once more. The sounds of shouting drifting up from below even as the crackle of lightning and the sight of smoke drifting from one of the ruined buildings of the area drew her attention.

...That hadn't been there a moment ago, smoke is generally not the best of things. Thus flaring her wings out she looped up around and back down, barely slowing herself as she landed rapidly. Moving quickly over to the building, holding her wings tight against her sides as she pushed into the building, weaving through to the source of the smoke.

"Is anyone in there?" She would call out down toward the source of the smoke, if there was she readied herself to press down through it to the source.

Ruffnut was hacking and coughing on the smoke, stumbling towards the elevator shaft she'd used to let herself in. She wanted to make sure that the airway was open. She may not have been smart but she'd been in enough fires to know better then to breath in too much smoke.

When she heard the voice she froze. Was she in trouble? "U-uh...no. No one's home!" She yelled back.

"Real smooth." The figment of her imagination that was her brother mocked.

The sounds of hacking and coughing were not the most reassuring sounds to have drifting up to her as she approached the elevator doors from which smoke was spilling from the open Elevator doors.

She rose an eyeridge at the reply...okay then. Shaking her head she approached the door elevator door, getting close before using a wing to fan away at least some of the smoke in the immediate area before she sticking her head into the elevator shaft to peer down to see how far the drop would be.

"Need some help down there?" She called down, if one viking were to look up the elevator shaft she might find the head of a dragon peering down toward her, one whose markings appeared to glow and cast red light on the smoke around them.

Ruffnut did in fact see the dragon and reacted by instinct alone, years of being attacked by dragons had her yelp and duck out of the shaft to avoid a fire blast.

"Um, Hi!" She called back, "Thanks for the wind just had a little misfire with my um...fire." She called back and then could be heard bickering with someone else though the words were too quiet to make out.

Celena rose an eyeridge at the other's sudden reaction to her presence, shaking her head a moment as she used a wing to help blow away the majority of the smoke.

"You're welcome, and indeed?" Peering back over the edge she judged the space and the distance to get down, wouldn't be too difficult of a fit in her current size. She noted however that seemingly one sided bickering, though couldn't understand the words, "Would you mind if I came down?"

"Um..." There was a moment of silence and then finally, "I guess not...not much to see down here though just some junk." She called back trying to discourage it. Ruffnut's logic kicked back in reminding her that even non-talking dragons weren't enemies anymore.

Celena waited with easy patience, junk? That's not something that would deter a dragon as inquisitive as the one now peering down the elevator shaft a moment longer.

Thus after another moment had passed, there was something of a clatter as something disturbed one of the cables before something of a thumb as the dragon in question landed at the bottom of the shaft gracefully enough despite the smoke. Not a short moment longer past before she folded her wings close to her form and stepped out of the elevator shaft and into the basement.

"Well hello there,"

Ruffnut blinked a few times, clearly taken aback by Celena's appearance. Finally she managed to ask a little baffled, "Just how many dragons are on this ship!?"

She really wasn't trying to be rude really.

Celena took a moment to look around the basement before settling her gaze on the viking, a light chuckle, "A few, but not many," She replied easily, not taking any notice if Ruffnut had been rude or not.

"My appologies if I startled you, I am Celena,"

"Ruffnut." She responded and kept her focus on Celena, doing her best to ignore the jeers of her imagination, "You might know Hiccup? Or maybe Toothless? They're from my world too."

"A pleasure to meet you then Ruffnut," She replied easily with a smile on her snout, an interesting name you have there Ruffnut. Hiccup, Toothless..thinking a moment she did recognize at least one of those names from the comms network.

"I do not believe I've had the chance of meeting either of them unfortunately," Celena shook her head lightly as she padded out into the basement itself, looking over the smoldering scraps and the remains of the exploded trashcan, tilting her head at it before looking back toward Ruffnut, taking a bit of a guess she asked "Something of a missfire?"

Ruffnut looked back at the trashcan sheepishly trying very hard to ignore her brother who's unheard response was "Like everything else she does."

"I sneezed." She lied lamely. "Still not used to having godly powers."

Celena rose an eyeridge at Ruffnut's response, looking from the trashcan and back to her, "Some sneeze then,"

"Godly powers you say?" She gave a tilt of her head at that.

Ruffnut tilted her head in a nod and held up her hand, lightning crackling along her skin, "I didn't use to be able to do this, but some people I've met in the last couple months gave me the powers of Thor himself. It's so cool!"

"And totally more then you deserve!" Called the figment of her imagination that was her brother, "I'd have been a way better lightning slinger but noooo I had to be stuck in the pods! Lame!" He grumbled.

Now that, had Celena's particular attention, her gaze trailing the lightning as it crackled over the Viking's skin, "Well, that would explain that," she said to herself before replying to Ruffnut, "Indeed? Gave you the power? Or taught you how to use it?" She asked with great interest, giving others such powers was no ordinary thing.

In response to her comment on the 'coolness' of the ability she couldn't help but draw a ripple of light along the red markings covering her form and wings, "Of that I have little doubt,"

"Oh um, he just took me to this place where I could get the power...or something. Something about the power being inside normal people I dunno. He talked alot. I taught myself mostly but I have this guy called Overlord Zetta? He taught me some of the more difficult things." She managed to make a ball of lightning that sat flickering in the palm of her hand. She appeared very focused on it when she added, "Like how lightning and water don't mix...that sucked." She looked up and beamed proudly about her powers causing the ball to sputter and vanish bathing them in darkness once more.

Celena nodded thoughtfully, interesting, very interesting. Talked alot, Overlord Zeta that definately rang a bell, "Happen's to look particularly like a talking book?" She asked with some amusement in clarification, "No small thing to learn such power, you've done well," she adds with a smile as the room went dark.

"Just be careful about blowing things up when you do not wish to," she says with a smile as she lifts a paw toward the strewn debris about the place, her markings taking on a strong red glow, enough to cast that red light about the basement. The debris floating from the ground to swirl in the air and collect together to be placed back atop the remains of the trashcan.

Ruffnut nodded acknowledging that Zetta was in fact, a talking book, but then was awestruck by Celena's own powers. "Whoa...how'd you do that!?" She burst out shooting looks between the objects that had moved and Celena.

Celena stifled an amused chuckle at Ruffnut's reaction to her own power, "Just a small part of my own powers, telekinesis," she replied easily as she gestured to a what appeared to be a bit of concrete or rock, reasonably large, her markings glowing a bit brighter as she had it lift from the ground and float over to hover, slowly tumbling end over end before Ruffnut, giving her a chance to observe the floating chunk of rubble.

Ruffnut stared wide eyed and slack jawed reaching out to prod at the rubble and wave a hand around it. "That's wild!"

Celena chuckled with amusement as the viking prodded at the large piece of rubble, lowering to the ground after a moment, the rubble would prove quite heavy should she attempt to pick it up, "Quite so," she replied with a chuckle before tilting her head with interest, "Had you no magic users back home?"

"Not really no." Ruffnut looked wistful, "We had some elders who claimed to be able to foresee the future or commune with the gods...I dunno I never put much thought into it. We were just supposed to learn to fight and defend our village from..." She caught herself and realized she was in fact talking to a creature that not too long ago she would have tried to kill...or run away from. "threats." She added quickly hoping her trip up wasn't noticeable.

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