z_jay | Luceti | Appointments

[Toothless is still snoozing away up on the rooftop, so he doesn't spot the one-footed fellow coming towards the house just yet. However, anticipating Eugene's visit, Hiccup was out front, sitting on the porch and working on a small wood carving. When he spots Eugene, he pushes himself out of his seat and up onto his crutches to go out to greet him.]

Heeey, glad you could make it!

Heh, it's like a crutch convention over here.

[leans on his and then offers his hand to hiccup as a gesture of hello]

Mr Hiccup, I presume? Nice to finally meet you in person, I'm Eugene. As you likely already know. So-- wow, you've got a nice little place here...

[He and Jack were thinking of moving into a larger place, with more people. A house instead of an apartment, at least]

[He can't help a laugh at 'crutch convention'. They should start a club.]

Yep, thaaaat's me. It's nice to meet you, too. [He glances back at the house.] It's pretty nice, huh? It's not just mine, though. I share it with some other people.

[Prosthetics anonymous? He really could go on.]

Not bad at all. Me and Jack-- friend from my world, we stay in a flat. Though a house... [The idea of a house wasn't bad, even if there were some roommates. Depending on who they were, it wouldn't be an issue]

So, alright, you're still using the crutch as I can see. Show me what this automail looks like?

[It wasn't that he was trying to cut to business or to be rude, it was some genuine excitement that he wanted to see just what it was that Hiccup had gotten.]

Though-- I guess we should go inside and have a seat first?

Ah. Right. [Hiccup grins, and nods, gesturing back towards the front door with his shoulder.] Right this way, and I'll give you the total automail rundown. I mean, as much as I can.

[Winry was still the expert. But he did have the firsthand experience to go off of.]

[He did glance once or twice upward, trying to spot what he presumed would be a dragon, lurking in the skies or a tree somewhere. Though when prompted he turned his attention back to Hiccup and made his way inside the house]

I mean, sorry to be pushy. It's on my mind as a thing that could be possible.

[Firsthand experience was just what Eugene was looking for in order to determine a proper thing to do with the options at hand. But before the door was closed behind them he patted down his back pockets with his free hand and turned to Hiccup,producing a small pouch.]

Ah, for your dragon.

Hey, don't worry, I get it. [Even if, you know. It took Hiccup almost two years to decide he wanted it.

But - oh? He looks at the pouch curiously.]

You brought something for him? [Grin.] Do you want to meet him now, or later?

I kept on expecting something to come swooping down at me, to be honest. I'll be happy meeting him whenever. Maybe later, after I've seen this automail and have an idea of what I'm up against.

[Though two years... it seems like a long time, but the decision wasn't one to be taken lightly]

Not to mention I can probably only handle so much excitement in one day...

[Hiccup chuckles, heading inside towards the living room couch.]

Gotcha. There won't be any swooping, hopefully - but he does get pretty enthusiastic about people who bring him treats.

Hopefully he will be enthusiastic about not barreling me over-- is he trained? Are they like pets? Sorry, I'm just full of probably useless questions today. I just-- we have no dragons back home and if we did-- that'd be kind of dangerous in more ways than I can really... talk about.

[Takes a seat on the couch and sets his crutch to lean against it, grinning softly at Hiccup]

I should have brought a gift for you, too.

He's trained, but I wouldn't call him a pet. He's waaaay to self-possessed for that.

[If anything, Hiccup was Toothless' pet sometime.]

Oh - you don't have to go through any trouble like that. It'll just be nice to talk to someone about the leg who's actually interested, honestly.

So tell me about it.

[Cue him trying to pinpoint which leg it was that Hiccup had lost and was now replaced by these automail things. On account of his not really seeing what it looked like yet, he was particularly curious!]

How long did your surgery take to complete?

[Hiccup draws up the leg in question to the couch, pulling off his boot and rolling up his pantleg, revealing a sturdy steel prosthesis.]

It took a couple of hours, but it felt much longer. Since you can't take anything to numb the pain, it was just...it felt like forever.

[Leaning over a bit he took a closer look at the metal, eyes widened a bit by the intricacy of it. He'd... expected something less ornate. Though this was a bit of a pleasant surprise. There was something very interesting about having this instead of a prosthetic...]

You've got a high pain tolerance. If you had a chance to do it again, would you?

[He furrowed his brow, thinking about the best way to answer that.]

I think I would. The pain was excruciating, and I won't lie - I've never wanted to die before, but that got me pretty close to thinking it. But I made it through. And I made it through. If I absolutely had to do it again, I would.

[That sounded nothing short of intense, but he'd been there with that option for an end-- a desperate move for a permanent solution... Though going into it voluntarily...]

Is it heavy? Temperature give you a problem?

[knocks on it a little, just a light wrapping with his knuckles]

Sensation?

Not currently, but Winry did mention that it can get stiff and achy in very cold temperatures.

[Something to look forward to next winter.]

It's heavier, but not so much that it's caused any problems so far. And feeling...well, there isn't any. The best I got from that was a little vibration up my leg.

So basically you're learning to walk with a heavier leg?

[Very cold temperatures being a problem... and he was already not a fan of the chill and cold that winter brought. If he went along with this, he'd have to opt for the summer.]

But overall you feel more satisfied? Is it just you and Toothless?

[Being alone wasn't a problem for Eugene on account of having Jack around, but he imagined it would be more difficult with a dragon, in Hiccup's case...]

[He shook his head.]

I've had friends helping me out, as well. Believe me, it makes exercising a lot more pleasant when you have someone to talk to.

Trust me, if I didn't have Jack around when I lost my leg, I wouldn't be anywhere near as... as well-adjusted about it as I am. [Not to mention he wouldn't mind helping him with his exercises in an effort to learn them, for his own sake as much as Hiccup's]

I didn't expect there to be such a support group around here, considering the loss of a limb isn't an every day thing for most people. It's nice. What exercises do you do and when? I want to give a hand. And in return you can be on our radio show and talk all you want about dragons.

[Because they were going to be doing that soon. So long as they had enough material to keep it afloat]

Oh - uh...[ He blinks. ] Right now it's mostly just taking small walks. With the crutches. Winry says I shouldn't try anything more than that yet.

[He looks at Eugene curiously. ] But...what's radio?

The additional leverage of your leg must be nice, though. The automail, I mean. [He was pretty certain he'd go for the automail, even despite the risks. If Hiccup could manage and was doing well then he shouldn't back down.

But then the question caught him by surprise and he stopped short on his examination, both brows rising]

Well, a radio is a transmission device, picks up radio waves. They carry the sound so that you can hear me from a distance with the right receiver.

[Picks up his journal and points to it with a half-grin] Sort of like how the voice bit on your journal works, but instead of it being to one person, it's to whoever has your signal.

[ His face lights up, making the connection - yes, he was sure he'd read books talking about radios before. He'd never really thought about having them in Luceti before. ]

Oh! I see. That sounds pretty neat, actually.

Yeah, me and Jack are hoping to get a radio show started soon. The response was so positive that we can't help but try.

[Clears his throat and has a look around, rubbing the back of his neck]

It's very useful for long-distance communications. Though with something as cool as dragons you probably don't need radios, huh? Speaking of dragons-- do they speak? How intelligent are they?

[ Hiccup shakes his head, looking a little relieved. ] I'd probably have a lot less friends if Toothless could talk. He's not always the nicest to new people. But he's smart. Very smart. Definitely one of the smartest breeds.

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