The past isn't easily forgotten (Open)

[Grima, Stahl & Flint]

Grima smiled as the terrors did what wild terrors did. He frowned when Summer made comment as three Terrors came towards him, “That was true from the moment that first terror saw my food. Least this way I’ve got most of them bickering.” They looked at the Viking in training with obvious hunger and a pleading look in your eyes.

“You guys want food?” Grima asked, “There ain’t none. Scram now!” The trio didn’t like this response and started to hiss at him. Knowing exactly what that meant he did the most efficient thing he could do in this moment. He hissed back. The snarl on his face, plus the very convincing Terror hiss confused the small dragons enough to stop them mid hiss.

While they were confused he pulled out his knife again and brandished it at the three of them, “Leave! Now!

Two of them immediately scrammed, completely bewildered by what had happened, but the third was braver that the others and called Grima’s bluff. It jumped over the knife and grabbed onto his arm and started ripping up his sleeve. Grima instinctively turned around and intentionally fell down onto of the dragon, cause it to let go. He got up and grabbed the dragon and looked up.

All the Terrors were looking at him, realising he was attacking one of theirs. The started to jumprunfly at him. He threw the injured Terror at the pack, smashing into about three of them, but the others just jumped of them and continued going for him.

Grima dropped his knife and grabbed the hilt of his sword and sighed, “Fine, I might need you to scare them.” Not bothering to say it in Dragonese since he knew it would know Norse anyway.

[Summer & Fireworm]

Summer watched with widened eyes as Grima hissed at the dragon. Seriously? Hiss back at them? What were they training the new Vikings these days? She didn't think Chad was slacking off, but there was a better approach than acting like them as well.

Her eyes returned to normal though when he brandished his knife and two of the Terrors ran for it. She started to get up though, when one jumped up onto him and started to tear up his sleeves. Her eyes narrowed and she pulled her bow up as well as nocking it. She aimed but she didn't fire.

Grima had fallen to the ground to make the little dragon release its hold. This caused the other terrors to look at him and starting coming towards him. Summer fired an arrow at one, but missing it since she didn't want to kill it. The arrow had landed right in front of its face, so seeing the object and then looking to Summer who was nocking another, it turned tail and ran. That took care of five of them. Grima had made four turn tail with the tossing of the one that had jumped him, and Summer had gotten one.

Her head inclined to Grima's when she heard his comment and smiled, so Fireworm had asked about helping. She looked to her dragon and watched as Fireworm started to come over.

As Fireworm walked over to the group, the four that had been jumprunflying at Grima stopped and turned to look at the bigger dragon. Two ran away, but the last two stayed. One continued its advance on Grima while the other started going towards the Nightmare. Fireworm roared at the little tyrant which caused it to freeze. It started to hiss but before it could do more, Fireworm flicked on her liquid coat and advanced on it. Its eyes widened when it saw the flamed up monster and ran in the opposite. She huffed and laughed allowing the fire to turn itself off.

Both Fireworm and Summer looked over to Grima and the Terror that was now inches away. They looked between the two since this one seemed hell bent on getting to Grima no matter what.

[Grima, Stahl & Flint]

Grima noted Summer’s help as the dragons came for him. They helped thin it down to four and the Nightmare turning up then caused that to half. The former of the two went for Summer’s dragon, but the other one went of Grima. He recognised the dragon to be the one that had gone for him a second ago. So he wants a round two?

Grima didn’t want to have a prolonged fight, he was going wanted to get to bed as soon as possible and he knew fighting at this time of day was a stupid move for him after last time. So he did the most efficient move he could in this fight.

The positive of living semi-feral was that he did learn some effective methods of fighting, and knowing how to beat dragons. The most important thing to know about any dragon is how fast they can do an attack. Terrors are slow at fire attacks since they have to hiss before had. So earlier he’d needed to distract the enemy dragons with his hissing so he had enough time to pull out his knife. This time though when the dragon started hissing him he knew that wouldn’t work so he used a quick and simple attack.

He booted the small beast. It flew back about ten yards. Another dragon called him to come back with them and grudgingly he agreed, moving off with them. Grima smiled slightly as the pack went off, “Well, that was fun. I should probably head back to Stahl and Flint.”

[Summer & Fireworm]

Summer couldn't help but smirk at this kid’s ways. "Yes fighting dragons. Always fun." She said sarcastically as she looked at Grima. He was pretty hilarious. The sun was now shining high in the sky, but of course as always the clouds passed in front of it every once in awhile. Her head turned to him as he spoke once again. What did that mean? That she should leave. There was no way Fireworm would be able to fly right now. They needed another hour or two. But she nodded anyways, not wanting to keep him away from his dragon, or was it dragons?

"Alright. Well, I guess I will see you around?" She said as she started to turn away with Fireworm. She walked a couple steps before turning back with a smirk. "Tell Chad I said hi. And that he needs to boost up his training a little bit." Of course she would mess with the old guy. He had been there for her years as a ViT and all ViT messed with the teacher.

She started to walk away once again and as she did her hand went to Fireworm's head. "Wish I could understand what you say." She said with a small smile as she remembered all the people that did know Dragonese. it felt like a lot. Fireworm huffed in agreement but bumped into Summer as they walked letting her human know that she cared for her. Summer's eyes scanned the water looking for anything really. As she got back to the spot they had flown in on, she walked over to the wall and slid down until she was sitting on the floor. Fireworm sprawled out on the ground next to her, resting her big head in Summer's lap.

Summer gave a smile and automatically started to scratch along the bridge of her nose underneath the horn Fireworm had on the top. Since the horn curled, Fireworm could never reach this spot and it made the dragon sigh in peace.

[Grima, Stahl & Flint]

He looked at Summer, annoyed slightly at the sarcasm she’d made about his comment. He had actually found that fun. He always did. Terrors were probably the only thing he enjoyed being a bastard to more that Ulrika, but then to him they deserved it. A lot. She said good bye to him, “yeah,” he muttered, “I’m sure I’ll see you around the village at some point.”

He didn’t turn round straight away, wanting to watch Summer as she turned away. He did have a slight crush on her. Though to be fair, he had a crush on most female Vikings that were older than him.

She turned back to him, smiling slightly. He was slightly confused by what she said, but natrally obliged her, “sure, of course I’l...” he then got what she was meaning and glared at her. She was jabbing at his abilities. He did have to hold himself back from proving his abilities. He knew doing that would completely ruin all good credibility he’d gotten from today.

He simply said goodbye and turned around. Grima walked back in the direction he remembered the cave the zippleback to be in, though he could easily get back because his footprints were still faintly there. He looked back one last time but he was in a bad position now and couldn’t see either rider or dragon. He looked around and shuddered slightly. He had been fine not remembering the last time he’d been here.

He went into the cave and saw his dragon lying almost exactly where he’d left her. Well, nearly the same. One of Flint’s eyes opened as he came in and looked at Grima. She moved her head to let him get back into the place he had been in. He leaned back on her neck as she wrapped around him and lay on his lap. Grima smiled and looked over at Stahl, whose head was pointing away from him. He wanted her to like him...not just condone him. He took what he could, but he never really felt like a dragon owner. Just someone who was useful for his dragon.

He tried not to think about it now, not here. He wanted to sleep, and this was the best place he could be in. With Flint around him.

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(OOC: and I think we should end this thread there)

[Summer & Fireworm]

((Sounds good to me ^.^ I love that picture btw ))