#musefinch

A troll? Oscar had surely heard of those creatures before, and he found them to be no harm. And what was that... pendant for? He looked down at the viking and raised his brows. 

               “Welcome,” Sahar says, focused on the cash register, but quickly heard a few voices in her ear. Turning to look at the newcomer, she recognized the face right away. That was the professor from that crazy book--- 

“What am I going to do,” exasperated words spoken to herself as she moved to sit at the bank. Swamp land stretched on all around her and while she was lost, Anita Bergese was not one to panic. She’d grown up in these swamps and she had ran far away from them, too. Her one safety was the bg of marshmallow treats in her bag -- from youth, she’d always been taught that ‘gators had a meaner sweet tooth and Moon Pies could distract any hungry man eater.

Before the world had been so incredibly built up, mortals locking themselves away in tinier and tinier boxes, cutting everything away, stripping the land, distancing themselves further and further from any connection to the old ways, the old magics, things that even mortals once could use to their advantage, before all this building and cities, it had been easy to find places of power, the lines that connected them, to find those gates to hell and other worlds and use them openly, freely, easily. Now....she could find the locations without a problem as always, but too often now...the gate was covered by something mortal and obstructive.

Like a building. In New York City. It was so...frustrating. A frustration tempered only by the fact take-out here was easier than anywhere else. The first night had been a delivery girl and she had sent her away, nothing to eat but the pizza she had delivered (entirely unsatisfying), but last night...well the boy who had brought noodles in little, tiny cartons....he had been a good enough meal to make up for the failure the night before. 

“Oh....” Lilith looked down at her clothes and her hands, before raising her gaze again, a smile on her lips “I just had lunch” She explained, “I can be such a messy eater sometimes, it really is terrible” She walked further into the room, every click of her heels echoing, “Now the Chinese I ordered last night told me, that here, right above them, was a business called...the Ghostbusters. What that might be exactly?” 

               This wasn’t panic, this was so not panic. No way, nope, no. He swallows, and groans softly. Nervous? Worry? Uncertain? Yeah, those were emotions that he was feeling, but not panic. He couldn’t be panicking, he was going to talk to his mother. Why would his own mother make him panic?

         “Mom?” Hiccup asks, leaning against the wood door frame. When he was younger, he had always imagined this talk being way different. Probably about Astrid, and probably with his Dad smacking his back, laughing, and happy to hand off the mantle to someone else. However, that was not in the slightest how this was about to go. He knew that much at least, which made this a lot more like going into the unknown. “Can--Can we talk?”

         First off, he didn’t have the slightest idea of how his mother would react, would she laugh? Would she cry? Perhaps even scold him? No, he was sure of that, she wouldn’t scold him. Secondly, Yes, Astrid was part of this conversation but in a different context. Hiccup had plans to indicate Astrid as his adviser, much in the way Gobber was to his father. However, he knew his father would be both disappointed over the fact that Astrid was not to be a chieftain, but excited that Hiccup had found someone else. Third, Valka did not need to hand the mantle off to him, as he already had it within his hands. And that was made approaching this topic so terrifying. He had to tell her that he was picking up a second mantle, however, this also meant that he was no longer carrying his own alone. Yet, a part of him worried that she would tell him to give one up, and he didn’t think he could do that. He couldn’t leave either one.

It was kind-of their own fault. If people of this lab needed to brag with their newest technology so much that it reached Blackfire’s sources of information, they can’t really blame her for wanting to take a look at what exactly it was that was so ‘powerful’ and ‘changing’.

It was dark outside, and Blackfire had just torn open the wall a bit to enter without starting any alarms. Usually, doors and even windows might be secured, but no one really expects the wall to be used as an entrance. And given with how silent everything still was, this seemed to be the case here, as well. With a bit of a chuckle, the tamaranean closed the opening behind herself far enough to not allow anyone else to pass through it, before she turned to move in further into this laboratory. Many gadgets and devices were here, but they all weren’t what she was looking for - not that she really knew what she was looking for, either. But something this important must be behind locked, and high-security, doors of sorts, so it’d be easy to locate.

The next corner she took, Blackfire saw a figure, and for a moment moved back behind the corner she just came from.

Now what? A guard? A hero, that somehow expected that someone would come here tonight? Maybe a fool that worked here and chose the wrong day for overhours? Shrugging to herself, she decided that it didn’t really matter what or who the other was. They weren’t going to get the time to explain themselves or do much, anyway.

“Look, it made sense at the time, all right?” Hiccup snapped back, wrestling the dragon’s jaws away from Gobber’s hook. 

“I showed him a fish and when he went to grab it his mouth was just gums. Here, watch!” 

 Brightened up from discussing his favourite subject, Hiccup tapped the Night Fury below the chin. Mechanically, Toothless opened his mouth at a forty-five-degree angle. Then the boy rapped his finger on one white incisor, and both rows of teeth shot into the pink gums.

 “See?”

 Completely unafraid, Hiccup stuck his entire head directly into the dragon’s open mouth, so when he spoke again it had the echo effect of the inside of a cave.