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middaeg2019-05-04 07:07 pm
thisisamazing) wrote in middaeg2019-05-04 07:07 pm
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[closed] The first time I realized I was living in this world
Who: Newt Scamander and Hiccup Haddock
When: Mid-month
Where: Out in the wild.
What: Newt and Hiccup take their Wilders recruitment challenge.
Warnings: Crazy flora and possible battle against bird shades.
[It seemed like a no-brainer. The first time Hiccup heard about the Wilders, he knew that sounded like something he wanted to do, something he would be good at. He knows he's stuck here for the time being, at least until someone discovers how to reverse whatever happened with the mirrors to send the haphazard group back. He's a little anxious about being away from Berk (at least, at being away far enough he can't just fly back within a few days), but he has faith that Astrid will keep it together for him, with Gobber's help and his mother's help.
So, for now, he's trying out for the Wilders. He doesn't have a very good grasp on magic yet (even for the basics), but he knows he's got other talents - and some help, in the form of a Night Fury. When he hears that try-outs must be undertaken in pairs, contacting Newt seems like an obvious choice. They get along well, they both like creatures, they're both the studious type. He thinks it'll be a beneficial partnership.
One of the Wilders leads them out to an area thick with vegetation, all kinds of plants that Hiccup has never seen before in his life. He's trying to pay attention, of course, but he's also obviously fascinated by the flora, looking around with wide eyes, keeping one hand on Toothless so he doesn't wind up wandering off. The dragon is less intrigued, more disgruntled, occasionally sneezing or rubbing at his nose with his foreleg.
As the Wilder starts to give them their assignment, Hiccup whips out a little journal from his saddlebag and a stick of charcoal, writing down the plants they need to retrieve.] Okay, firelight flowers, orapples, and pickapeppers. Two of each.
When: Mid-month
Where: Out in the wild.
What: Newt and Hiccup take their Wilders recruitment challenge.
Warnings: Crazy flora and possible battle against bird shades.
[It seemed like a no-brainer. The first time Hiccup heard about the Wilders, he knew that sounded like something he wanted to do, something he would be good at. He knows he's stuck here for the time being, at least until someone discovers how to reverse whatever happened with the mirrors to send the haphazard group back. He's a little anxious about being away from Berk (at least, at being away far enough he can't just fly back within a few days), but he has faith that Astrid will keep it together for him, with Gobber's help and his mother's help.
So, for now, he's trying out for the Wilders. He doesn't have a very good grasp on magic yet (even for the basics), but he knows he's got other talents - and some help, in the form of a Night Fury. When he hears that try-outs must be undertaken in pairs, contacting Newt seems like an obvious choice. They get along well, they both like creatures, they're both the studious type. He thinks it'll be a beneficial partnership.
One of the Wilders leads them out to an area thick with vegetation, all kinds of plants that Hiccup has never seen before in his life. He's trying to pay attention, of course, but he's also obviously fascinated by the flora, looking around with wide eyes, keeping one hand on Toothless so he doesn't wind up wandering off. The dragon is less intrigued, more disgruntled, occasionally sneezing or rubbing at his nose with his foreleg.
As the Wilder starts to give them their assignment, Hiccup whips out a little journal from his saddlebag and a stick of charcoal, writing down the plants they need to retrieve.] Okay, firelight flowers, orapples, and pickapeppers. Two of each.
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He nods to that, though. It probably isn't a good idea to try to get any samples of the infected flowers, at least not without knowing what the proper precautions to take are.] You're probably right. We'll at least jot this down on the map, and we can revisit if need be. [He flips open his journal and quickly sketches in a few directions on a rough map of the immediate area, marking down a few landmarks.] Maybe we can come back later and explode one, without the animals with us. My armor is dragonscale; it's fire-resistant.
[He doesn't want to risk anything that might infect Greg or Toothless or any of Newt's other companions, but he is also interested in seeing what happens when one of those things goes off.
A laugh.] They'll still be pretty big, for flowers. C'mon, let's keep going, there have to be some uninfected ones somewhere nearby. Toothless, be careful through here, don't knock into any of them, okay?
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Yes. I'd like to see the effects and study the limits of it. [Knowing about how far the blast radius can get among other things would be beneficial information he thinks. They'll know how close they can get and still be safe, but it also means knowing how to make use of it too.]
They're quite big. I don't think I can think of a breed of flora that I recall getting to such a size. [Harry eventually scurries back to them and Newt scoops the niffler up into his arms as they keep going. Greg stays very far from the infected flowers; fur still raised and hissing at them a bit. The zouwu only seems to eventually calm down as they continue away from the infected ones and to areas where the flowers are much smaller in size. Healthy ones that haven't been infected yet.]
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They're almost more like- little trees than flowers- [He starts, unable to help himself - he veers a little closer to some of the infected ones than the rest of the party, though he still doesn't get close enough to touch, even accidentally. He just wants to get a really good look. Occasionally, he'll stop and scribble some things in his journal.] But I'm not as up on botany as my friend is- the uh, the one I usually talk with about this kinda stuff. [Toothless has a flat look of distaste on his face as he plods along, more quietly agreeing with Greg's assessment - this stuff is bad news and their humans are dumb.
Finally, the infected ones seem to thin out, and-] Oh, there! Those are much smaller, they must be fine.
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[Greg's agitation seems to diffuse when the plants start to decrease in size and they find themselves in the midst of a plethora of healthy ones. Ones that won't...explode in their faces. Probably.] Ah yes. These should be good to harvest and bring back. Let's go out a little farther just in case. We don't know how immediate infection might take and if maybe they're just not exhibiting signs yet or not.
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These don't give off heat like the infected ones. The glow is intense, though, wow. [Toothless snorts, almost seeming to roll his eyes, and then he nudges Hiccup along. Apparently he agrees with Newt that they should move a little farther out for samples. Hiccup just laughs.] Okay, okay!