[Irrite] Late at Night

[Fern and Nima]

DATE & TIME : August 1rst, somewhere around midnight.
WEATHER CONDITIONS : Windy, chilly, around 30 degrees.
CHARACTERS INVOLVED : Irrite, Fern.
PREVIOUS THREADS ? None!
NOTES : I figure Berk gets colder at night being a cold island and all. Based off the fact that it usually gets a lot colder at night where I am at.


It was around midnight on berk. Ah, Berk. The island that has winter, winter, and.. more winter. Blizzards and storms, and the occasional wrath of Thor. But for now the weather was not quite as cold. Where dragons were once slain.. But now.. things are reversed from old times. Three hundred some years ago one would have battled on this very island against the pesky dragons.. Throwing rocks at them and all sorts of contraptions to injure and ultimately kill them. Until one brave young viking changed all that, and went down in history. A hiccup, and aptly named so.. or something like that.. he was brave, fierce, and had a heart of gold. Too bad those kind of vikings were hard to find. At least single, teenage ones. Or so it seemed for one young viking girl. Fern.

Fern's fiery red bangs were billowing across her face, the wind seemed strong today. Red, wildly curly hair was braided. It was rare she let the curls flow freely, but when she did it was a nice change of pace. Perhaps even beautiful.. even though she will likely never consider herself beautiful. Her green eyes looked around as she entered the arena. There were old stains on some of the bits of ground, so faded that you'd miss them if you didn't squint to see better. It sent shivers down her spine.. She knew that the stains were from ancient times, from so many dragons bloodshed that there had been enough to seemingly turn the stones color for so many years. But it was only a stain, small and in a crack.. A small area that after all this time had failed to been cleaned completely.

How could vikings have once been so different and cruel? She often wondered what life was like on Berk three hundred years ago, before dragons were tame. How many had died to a dragon attack? How many dragons were slain? Were entire species wiped out.. just because of some ancient rival? Had there once been more then just a few night furies? Things like that she often wondered.... She had never seen a night fury, though it was her dream to see one.. Just glimpse one, just once. Though her favorite dragon was the beautiful deadly nadder. The nadder was the perfect display of beauty and power. Her eyes sparkled at the thought as she leaned against the stone wall...

Her own fur vest kept her warm today, it wasn't as thick as others, it was more feminine in that respect.. But it did the job. Beneath it she wore a pale blue shirt, that was rattled with dirt and grime. Even torn on the sleeves edges. It was however her favorite shirt, for there was a slope where her neck was allowing her to feel extra feminine, though she wasn't sure why. Her typical deer skin skirt was worn, it was made of deer skin with extra woven deer skin stripes going down it for fashions sake. As well as this, she had tight boots on. Not the typical big, bulky, berk boots but ones she had designed herself. They were more tight, yet still lined with fur and had excess fur on the top. They kept her warm, and she prided herself in her own making of the shoes. And lastly, around her shoulder and neck was a pouch, diagonally crossing her torso and having the pouch rest on her hip. From it, she took a piece of bread she had taken from her house. Munching on it absentmindedly, she dreamed of years past.

[Irrite Furlong]

Oh how cruel it was, Irrite was yet again going to wandering the island at dark. Sure that's unhealthy habit but then again, why question the kid that lives with the prankster that always falls asleep on her desk rather than her bed? Irrite, that's who. "Might as well check up on everyone," he mumbled as he made his way downstairs. A movement near the corner of the main room startled Irrite, but he realized it was just Camo. Irrite sighed in relief that it wasn't Venny, "There you are, boy," he chuckled. The viking made his way to the camouflaged dragon and patted him on the head, he purred. Irrite grinned and made his way further down the house which lead to Venny's habitat, her workshop.

As usual she was hunched over her desk covering blueprints for future traps, Irrite shook his head at the sight. Not the trap part but more along the lines of her not getting enough sleep. She always dozes off in class, Irrite covered her with a blanket before heading out. He picked up some roses from his garden, they were beginning to wilt but they haven't looked ugly yet. No, none of them looked ugly, he thought of all of them looked lovely. Irrite brushed his light brown hair back and headed toward the Arena. The flower vase over there looked bland anyways.

The cold didn't bother Irrite as much, he had no fur to keep him warm but he was used to the weather. As soon as he opened the door he spotted a girl. Another viking he supposed. Irrite adjusted his maroon scarf and stepped inside. "Heeey, what beings you here?"

[Fern and Nima]

Having thought she was quite alone, she was indeed lost to her dreams.. Er, day dreams.. Night dreams... Whatever kind of dream. And it was a good one too. She was picturing herself flying over the mountains of Berk, high above the village. Picturing what other lands might look like, what the skeleton of the great queen dragon might be like now... Was it submersed in water or could you clearly see it? She heard there was a volcano there; oh what would it be like to fly through an erupting volcano! The thought sent shivers down her spine. Such flying was for experts, and she had never even flown once. With a blink she snapped out of her day dream, sighing and twirling the ends of her hair.. or whatever few hairs stranded out of the band where the braid ended.

Her finger twirling continued until she went back to her day dream, thinking about a deadly nadder and what one might look like flying in the stars. If they could even fly that high... Meanwhile she munched on a small bit of bread. So it was no surprise she failed to hear the door open, and when a voice met her ears she jumped halfway out of her skin.

"Oh!" She said quickly, pulling her hand to her side, sticking the bread back in her pouch in haste. She was always picky and worried that others would steal her food. It was a nervous habit of hers to stuff food in her pouch for safe keeping, should she ever need it. Not that she ever would, she likely wouldn't starve any time soon.. But still, she had the nervous tendencies to hide her food from others and keep it for herself. Selfish? Perhaps a little. She turned and squinted in the dark as she made out the figure of a boy. Irrite. He asked what brings her here and she shrugged with a small smile. "I like star gazing.. And day dreaming.. Not much time for dreams in class, and the dreams you get while you sleep you can't control so.. I like to come here to control my dreams.. Rubbish, I know. Guess I'm just your average day dreamer." She finished with a small laugh. Finally she looked at him. "What about you?"

[Irrite Furlong]

Irrite caught sight of her shoving bread into her pouch, he shrugged at the action. He already had dinner he had made himself, it was edible for once. The boy had gotten a better look at her, it was Fern. Well Irrite had thought about hitting on her from time to time but... Well to be honest she wasn't his type. Irrite chuckled at Fern's answer, "Not much time for dreams in class, huh? Have you seen Ven? She sleeps through class and gets enough dreams to make up another one of her traps!" he laughed. He doubt the Fern had never fell into one of Venny's pranks. Everyone usually did, from dragons to vikings.

As soon as she asked why Irrite was around, he shrugged with the roses in hand. "Oh you know, roaming around at night, tending to the flowers here and there," he walked further in the arena and closed the door gently. Irrite did enjoy his pride in gardening, Remmy could tell him how it was girly but Venny and Camo usually fended their bully off. He shuddered at the times where they got beaten up. They convinced the others that there was an explosion in the workshop. No biggie.

Irrite picked up one of the vases around the Arena and plucked out the wilting flowers and replaced them with the roses. Apparently he picked too many and ended up with a few. He turned to Fern and waved the roses in front of her. "Hey Fernie, want the roses? A shame to waste them," he said simply as he placed the vase back in place.

[Fern and Nima]

As she stood there, her hand still buried in her pouch, he seemed modest and chuckled at her words. He spoke of Ven, she remembered the girl.. Sleepy fella, she'd always assumed. Though she had fallen prey to a few of her stunts and traps. After she had asked what he was doing here, he started to wander around. Eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion as to why he was wandering an empty arena, until he picked up a vase and put the flowers in there... and spoke of wandering around, picking flowers. How manly. Then it again this was Irrite she was talking to, and who was she to judge. There were plenty of odd habits she had. For one, day dreaming in the middle of the night rather then sleeping.

Eyes looked to the roses and back to Irrite as he still had a few left over. She briefly wondered what he was going to do with those when- he waved them in her face, asking if she wanted them. She wondered for a moment whether he was mocking her or just being nice, so she looked down and said, "Nah, I'm good."

A thought occurred to her, a question that had been lingering in her mind.. Flying.. what it felt like, what you could see from up there, what Berk looked like from the skies of Thor. Finally she looked up. "Have you ever.. flown before?" She asked curiously.

[Irrite Furlong]

Irrite shrugged at her decision and kept the roses himself. A snack for Camo then. "If ya say so, Fernie," he replied. The boy had tuck in the flowers onto his belt until further notice. He was about to leave the Arena for a good night sleep until Fern had popped up a question. Irrite turned around to face her with a puzzled expression, "Um, what?" Irrite had heard the word 'flying' She must had meant if he himself had flown.

Irrite had stopped to think and brushed his hair back again, he blinked in silence and began to reply. "Yeah, once or twice. Although those were the times Venny flew and she made me tag along," Irrite had shivered at the memory. "A tip for the future, don't fly with her. The stunt devil threw me off her dragon on purpose!" Irrite took a deep breath and sighed, "Sorry I avoid the question entirely. Yeah I flew, I just wasn't the one steering. Haven't got a dragon for that kind of fun yet." He scratched his head, he knew he didn't have a dragon, nor did Fern for that matter and hoped that she understood. After all only vikings without dragons ask that question.

[Fern and Nima]

Her eyes landed upon the roses as he put them back in his belt. She did want them, only she didn't think a girl like her could get a guy like him.. As he called her Fernie she crinkled her nose, something she did sometimes when she got called cute or beautiful... It was an instinct by now to crinkle her nose whenever she was embarrassed or otherwise trying not to blush. Though it didn't help her case. Her cheeks were still a slight pink color.

As he turned to leave, she felt her heart sink and she turned away... He talked about flying with Venny. Venny.. She knew the girl and wasn't too fond of her, and her eyes narrowed as her back was turned to him. As he said that she threw him off she quickly turned, breathe in her throat. She hadn't thought Venny the type to throw someone off a dragon but the thought infuriated her.

However her anger quickly faded as he softened and said that he usually avoided the question. She walked up to him, went hug him, then as she pulled back slowly she looked down a moment. "Umm.. about those roses.. Maybe just one."

[Irrite Furlong]

Irrite chuckled at the sight of Fern's face. He didn't know he was her type, but surprises do happen a lot these days. Hopefully he didn't blabber too much about Venny for her to dislike her. Actually no he hoped he did! She was a jerk anyways and Remmy- Oh wait, yeah now he remembered. He shook his head at the memory and opened the door. Irrite soon heard a question that Fern had asked him.

Her arms were around him, now he was confused. "Geez make your mind," he chuckled as he took one of the roses from his belt and to Fern. Of course he wiggled his way out of the hug, it sure was alarming and unexpected! "What do you want me to stick around? Can do," he said with a grin. He adjusted his scarf again, "I think you made your point about me sticking around." Irrite had closed the door gently once more, he didn't plan this through however. Hey, maybe he could get Camo to give them a night fly. After all he was buddies with Ven's dragon!

"Hey, you wanted to fly right? I can maybe help with that! Even if I have no dragon I still have friends," Irrite said coolly.

[Fern and Nima]

Her eyes were lowered to the ground as she stood turned, yet upon hugging him they closed. As he made a comment she should make up her mind, she felt her heart give a jolt, realizing he was pulling out a rose. She took the rose gently in her fingers, slowly lifted it to her face and inhaled its sweet scent. He'd made this himself.. For her.. Well maybe not for her exactly, but it was still hers.. from him.

Blinking out of the excitement and disoriented day dream she stared at him as he asked if she wanted him to stick around, her jaw slackened a little but he said he would anyway.. that'd she'd made it pretty clear. "Y-You would? I mean.. you will...?" Her cheeks flared with color, she realized he had wormed his way out of her arms.

Realizing she was being a yak-head, she looked downwards once again, her hair falling over her face. However, at his mention of flying she quickly looked up with excitement. "Flying? You.. and me? You'd do that for me?" She felt her heart flutter, perhaps she was being a bit over the top, letting her emotions get the better of her.. But still, she couldn't help but feel excited that a boy was paying attention to her... It was something new to her, a feeling she would come to know in the future and possibly, if not more than likely, bring fear, uncertainty, heart break... and a roller coaster of emotions for her.. And possibly Irrite.

[Irrite Furlong]

Irrite noticed the rising color in Fern's cheeks, either she fell way deep for him or she does that whenever flattered. The boy took it as flattery, it would be weird if someone crushed on him. Even though that was kinda sweet and adorable, he was.... too immature for such things. Stick with the compliments and pick up lines! Irrite mentally smacked himself in the head for thinking such thoughts, he'll act clueless instead. "Yeah of course, I don't joke around about flying," he said with a laugh. He hoped she wouldn't be too clingy, his last girlfriend had done that and well, ever since then he made sure that there was an exit everywhere.

The expression on her face made him grin, he liked to make other people happy and smile. It was always a reward on it's own, if its some grump that's even more rewarding. Irrite brushed his hair back again and opened the door to the outside. "You can come along if you want, I don't live too far from here," he said as he turned to Fern. It's weird asking someone if they want to come home with you but hey Camo's there and Venny's asleep. It was the perfect plan to get away with! It shouldn't be too long of a flight, 10 minutes total.

[Fern and Nima]

Looking down-wards, she bit her lip for a moment as she awaited his answer. Laughing softly, she looked back up at him as he said he didn't joke about flying. Sure, her heart was beating a mile a minute, and by some grace of Thor he hadn't noticed.. or commented, rather.. about her fiery red cheeks or nervous behavior.

As he went to the door and opened it, she froze.. Then he told her that she could come along, she followed in the form of a graceful skipping, laughing and showing a rather goofy side of herself she hadn't shown too many. "Sure, which ones your place?" She asked, looking around at the other houses. She could see her own hut, but she had not a clue which one he lived in. Such things teenagers didn't pay attention to, but maybe she should.. Who knows when small information, when little tid bits, would come in handy. Finally she said with a giggle,"Come on, lets go!"

[Irrite Furlong]

Irrite listened to the taps of his shoes against the road to his abode. He looked around the houses, they were all so similar and usually told apart by the location and the dragon sleeping beside it. "That one," Irrite answered as he pointed to the house with a few dragons about. A Monstrous Nightmare settled upon the roof of the building accompanied by a Terrible Terror and a small Changewing. Sure Irrite had lived with a lot of dragons but either he could ride them because they didn't allow him or they were too small.

When they arrived, Irrite had quietly opened the door to awaken Camo, his antennas perked up as he heard the creek of the door. Irrite motioned his hands to come outside, which Camo did sluggishly. "Good Camo, good," Irrite commented with a excited smile. The Changewing shrugged it off as he laid back down on the floor while Irrite closed the door. "Ladies first?" Irrite asked as he motioned for Fern to get on the Changewing. "No wait I think I should get on first, flying purposes you know?" With a awkward chuckle, Irrite had hopped on Camo and grabbed ahold on his antenna's gently. He patted the dragon's back in order to tell Fern to now get on to fly with a stupid smile on his face. "What are you waiting for, Fernie? We got a fly to catch!" Irrite excitedly commented.

[Fern and Nima]

As she looked around, she noticed a house with a monstrous nightmare, a changewing, and a terrible terror.. something about the fierce pairing of the nightmare and the changewing made her uneasy if that should be his house.. What would they be like to fly with? Were they aggressive or mischievous in the air as well as on the ground?

"That one." He said, pointing to the house that had drawn her attention. She felt her heart lurch, and her stomach drop to the pit of her gut at once. A feeling of near equal excitement and dread was within her..

Sure she had never been much of a book nerd, but she did know enough to know that the nightmares tended to have a temper and light themselves on fire.. So that left.. the changewing.. Just looking at it sent a shiver down her spine.

As he coaxed the dragon, named Camo evidently, she said "Are you sure.. he's.. friendly?" She asked, eyeing the large fangs with wide eyes, a tinge of fear in them.. When he said ladies first her breathe caught in her throat, she was frozen in fear.. Then he said that he better get on first; her breathe slowly released, shakily.. And she found herself staring at the mighty changewing.. When he asked what she was waiting for, she finally looked back to Irrite. She quickly retorted with a nervous smile, "Right, of course.. Er.. Coming!"

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she quickly got on and found that the skin like surface of the changewing was soft.. Softer then she had expected anyway.. She was sitting directly behind Irrite, and instinctively she wrapped her arms around his waist as she prepared for take off... The touch sent sparks through her veins, making her cheeks red, luckily he couldn't see them. She bit her tongue, hoping he understood that his body was her only seat belt. "How fast do these thi-.. I mean.. How fast does Camo... go..?" She asked briefly, just before take off. Mentally, she prepared herself for the time of her life, if only ten minutes.. But really, nothing could prepare her for this.

[Irrite Furlong]

"Well, of course he's friendly!" Irrite chuckled as he adjusted himself to Camo's dragon figure. Camo ignored the fact that he was being borrowed from his partner, but then again this was Irrite. Anyone that Venny could not stand was a friend of his. As the boy held on to his neck along with his antennas, he watched as Fern attempted to get on the Changewing. Camo had already saw the fear in the young girl's eyes, and he figured that he might make his own entertainment.

Irrite flinched when Fern had wrapped her arms around his waist. Feeling it more as a hug, Irrite went a faded red. Stiffening a surprised gasp, he fiddled with the antennas of the Changewing. Once hearing the question, Irrite sputtered out the answer. "R-right, well, Changewing do go fast... But Camo here should be able to go slow, right Camo?" Irrite asked his mighty stead. The dragon rolled his eyes as he readied his wings, Irrite nervously chuckled.

"H-he does, trust me," he reassured his passenger. With a low hissing noise, Camo had given off a running start. Irrite clenched his teeth frightening, almost so that he bit his tongue which ended up with make it bleed the slightest bit. With a leap, the Changewing opened his wings and took off for flight. It was still fast yet Camo was keeping his riders stable so they don't fall off.

[Fern and Nima]

As she climbed onto the Changewing, she had a moment where she second guessed her choice.. Where she thought maybe this wasn't a good idea. Maybe she should get off before the dragon took off. But she stayed strong, and as her arms had settled around Irrite's waist she didn't notice the change of color in his face... Instead she gasped as the dragon moved beneath her. "Whats it doing..." She asked, then after being reassured he could go slow she breathed a little easier, but her breathe was quickly drawn short when the dragon started running forward.

Her heart beat fast, she clenched her eyes closed and her grip tightened a bit around Irrite's waist. Determined to be strong for Irrite, she loosened her grip on him as the dragon prepared for lift off. Suddenly the dragon lept, and she felt the dragon keeping fairly stable, despite being fast. It was only then that she took a moment to look down, at the ground and village quickly disappearing beneath them... or so it seemed. She finally relaxed a little and allowed a slightly goofy smile. "T-The village.. It looks so different.." She stuttered, though had to yell it over the wind. The lift off, as they soared higher into the sky, sent a thrill down her spine as she looked at the skies around her... "Wow.." Was all she could muster.