Nothing splendid was ever created in cold blood. - future-dated to post Rebellion

[forging_on]

Who: Presea & OPEN
Where: the City, especially in/around Hiccup's forge
Summary: [Future-dated to post-Rebellion.] After the fight was over, it was time to regroup, and to take care of the weaponry that kept you alive. Presea's headed to the City to meet Hiccup and talk to anyone else whom she might encounter on her way.
Warnings: none

As patchwork as it was, Presea liked the City. It seemed like every corner she turned, there was something entirely new to see, and the people who moved around her looked as though they'd lived such interesting lives. It was all she could do not to stop and stare sometimes at a tall building here, or an unusual feature there.

She knew where she was going, but she wasn't in any particular hurry. She was a little surprised with herself that she'd taken so long to find a forge, given her love for her craft. Now she was coming as someone who needed work done, rather than waiting as the one who did the work. Her sword had served her well during the Rebellion, but the Kesseks' armor had blunted it, and there was a small chip in the blade as well.

Perhaps Hiccup would let her work on it herself. It'd be a good way to demonstrate her skills. With the warmth of the sun on her face, and a cheerful feeling in her heart, she continued walking, occasionally smiling at passersby.

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[forging_on]

"I like to think they're more dependable than the sharp light weapons, the lasers," she said, the word clearly foreign to her, "but I suppose weaponry in this place is quite different than it is at home. I keep meaning to get one of those devices and take it apart to see how it works. I can't imagine making one."

But here she had gone off on a tangent. If you got her started on weaponry, she'd never stop. "He, then, my apologies." As for what had been stopping her, well, she really couldn't think of anything, except that she'd only passed by on the way elsewhere. "I don't drink much, but that really isn't much of an excuse, is it? I think I got used to thinking of a tavern as a treat, as silly as that sounds. There really wasn't one close to where I lived before."

It had been a wonderful house, though, and she missed it. She tried not to think too much of Cephiro anymore, but still sometimes her thoughts led there. She'd only left a few months ago, after all, from her perspective.

[governorkang]

Kang shrugged, "They have their advantages at times. Sometimes a blade isn't a practical option. Are you a weaponsmith?"

He smiled, looking up at the dragon that could barely be seen from his vantage point. "It was more of a treat for me, as well, back home. I was usually too busy with paperwork or my children to have much, if any, other free time." Of course, he'd made a point of spending as much of his free time as possible with the hatchlings.

[forging_on]

"I am," she said proudly. "If it's got a blade, I'll repair or make it. Of course, now I have a lot to catch up on. Weaponry has come a long way here." She looked at it as a fascinating challenge.

So he was a family man. She'd never been good with children, but she'd spent enough time with them to know they were a handful. "Between paperwork and children, I'm surprised you had any free time. I always had to remind my partner to eat, and he only had the paperwork to deal with most of the time." She smiled.

[governorkang]

"I could help explain some of it for you, if you'd like. I've been here long enough to catch up on most of the technology." Kang also had the advantage of 21st century Earth military training, but he didn't feel like explaining how he got that at the moment.

"And the rest of the time?"

[forging_on]

"I'd appreciate that," she said sincerely. Fuu had tried to help when she had questions, but the Knight had the mindset of someone from twentieth-century Earth, which was quite a different planet than Presea's. "I haven't seen much of it up close yet, except what the opposite side was using, and that wasn't exactly the right time to observe." The corner of her mouth tipped up briefly in half-smile.

She shrugged to his question, trying to play down the seriousness of her answer. He didn't need to hear about all the mess at home, not this nice person she'd just met. "The rest of the time, we were fighting a war of our own. Things had just begun to settle down again when I woke up here."

[governorkang]

"I remember when I first woke up and how it was all new and confusing. Besides, what kind of Councilor would I be if I didn't try to help where I could?" It'd be something else to keep Kang busy, too, and help blow off steam. Draconians were naturally somewhat more aggressive than humans; he could only go so long before he started getting antsy. "For a time, I taught a combat class with another crewmember. Now I just offer private lessons for anyone that's interested."

He smiled wryly. "Only to be thrust into an entirely new one."