dictated

[mildcalibrationissue]

Uh, okay. I feel like this is going to be a pretty weird request, even by castle standards, but here goes:

Is there anyone around who can help me build a fake leg? Just from the knee down. I've made improvements on mine, but I don't really have experience with prosthetics. Mostly just weapons, which, you know, doesn't exactly help me out here.

[He's a little off balance. His joints are sore, and that's not normal for a fifteen year old. :T]

I think the last guy who was gonna help me out got out of the castle, so if anyone else has the time? That'd be great. My name is Hiccup. Uh - thanks.

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[hulloeverything]

I could give you a hand... or a leg, as it were.

[He chuckles at his own BAD joke]

[mildcalibrationissue]

[Ouch, that joke was Hiccup levels of awful.]

You can?

[hulloeverything]

[At least he's not as bad as he was in previous regenerations... he grins.]

I can, indeed. I assume I'll have to come to you. Where are you?

[mildcalibrationissue]

[Pretty good point.]

Well, I'm still mobile, so I could come to you if you want. I'm in the lobby. [Just, you know - with a fake leg of metal and wood.]

[hulloeverything]

Oh no need for that.

[Suddenly a mysterious wind kicks up in the lobby. WTH is that whirring sound? WTF blue box materializing out of nowhere! The door creaks open and a head pokes out]

I took a shortcut.

[mildcalibrationissue]

[Give Hiccup a moment to sort of.. close his gaping mouth.]

Well, that's.. one way to travel. You're the person I was just talking to?

[hulloeverything]

[He grins, stepping out of the TARDIS]

I am, indeed. Hullo, I'm the Doctor.

[mildcalibrationissue]

[Hiccup tilts his head a little to the side.]

Right. I'm Hiccup. [He's a little awed - he can't remember if he introduced himself yet or not and really.. doesn't care. :x] What is that?

[hulloeverything]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Hiccup. This. [He pats the side] is my TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimension In Space. She's my ship.

[mildcalibrationissue]

It's your ship.

[But.]

There's no way that thing floats.

[hulloeverything]

[He laughs] Not that kind of ship. A space ship, I suppose you could call her. Though she's far more than that.

[mildcalibrationissue]

Oh, right. Of course. I definitely knew that.

[Hiccup shakes his head, chuckling at himself.]

So - you think you can help me out?

[hulloeverything]

Can I help you out... Hiccup I used to save the world with a kettle and a bit of string, though I've upgraded somewhat since those days I can certainly make you a proper leg.

[mildcalibrationissue]

Do you think you can show me how?

[Hiccup: ever in the pursuit of knowledge. At least, knowledge of how to tinker with crap.]

[hulloeverything]

I certainly can. follow me!

[He disappears back into his TARDIS. Follow?]

[mildcalibrationissue]

[And he follows!]

This thing'll fit both of us?

[hulloeverything]

[He's just leaning against the railing as Hiccup walks in, watching his reaction.

This really is his favorite part]

[mildcalibrationissue]

-- whoah.

[And it's still a little disorienting, even after so much time in the castle.]

Guess that's a 'yes.'

[hulloeverything]

[He grins and laughs]

C'mon. I've got a workshop this way.

[He bounces off up the stairs on the other side of the console room]

[mildcalibrationissue]

[And Hiccup doesn't really have trouble climbing the stairs, but he is going to be a little slower going. :T]

[hulloeverything]

[He slows down once he realizes the poor kid is having trouble keeping up. He walks backwards a few steps ahead of him]

How did you come by that artificial leg in the first place?

[mildcalibrationissue]

[He's silently grateful for the allowance, but voicing that gratitude out loud would sort of be embarrassing. So he just continues.]

Huh? This one I just fashioned together here with stuff --- oh, unless you mean why I'm kind of down one foot?

[hulloeverything]

I was curious, yes. But you made that one yourself?

[mildcalibrationissue]

Yeah. And I lost it fighting a dragon, actually. Biiig sucker. Bad breath, worse attitude.

[hulloeverything]

A dragon? Really? That's brilliant! Well... maybe not for your leg, but still! Brilliant!

[mildcalibrationissue]

My dragon is actually still here, you know. [Yep. That's definitely pride on his face.] They're pretty common in my world. Dragons, I mean.

[hulloeverything]

It is? I'd love to meet it.

[He grins, turning down a corridor without even looking] I can't say I've ever been to a world where dragons were common before. At least... not real ones.

[technohap]

Your name is Hiccup!

And I might be able to help.

[mildcalibrationissue]

Yeah, I think I said that, actually.

[He sounds amused.]

[technohap]

You didn't tell me last time. That's all.

[mildcalibrationissue]

Oh. Well - yeah, ha. Not the greatest name, but way better than 'Fishlegs.'

[technohap]

Definitely!