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.. Whoa. Okay. What the hell did I do this time?

[kenzi is no stranger to finding herself in some really .. interesting situations. to be quite honest, if things suddenly stared going normally for her? she'd be more than just a little surprised, just for the simple fact that she's gotten used to dealing with this whole crazy fae business.

which means she's not entirely flabbergasted when she finds herself on the plane. she's in the forest, in the middle of nowhere, and she stands there for a few moments with her hands on her hips, staring at the trees around her, trying to figure all of this out.] Bo? Dyson – .. Hale ..

Anybody wanna tell me what the shit's goin' on, here? 'Cause I could've sworn I went to bed sober last night. At least .. I .. think I did –

Okay, I swear I was mostly sober when I went to bed last night! C'mon!

[she leans against a nearby tree, trying to get her bearings, pulling her phone out of a pocket and holding it up to see if it has a signal – and unsurprisingly, it doesn't. Fan-friggin'-tastic. she pauses here for a second, scowling at the device in her hand before she shoves it back in her pocket, hooking her thumbs through her beltloops and starting to walk in whatever direction she's currently facing.

because she's not going to find anything out by standing still, and she knows it. so, best get to steppin', right?]

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[and Christopher pops down from the tree, upside down.]

Then that's the problem!

[He drops right down from the tree, landing easily before rising up and grinning at her, all teeth.]

Greetings, friend!

[you'd think she'd be used to thing popping up out of nowhere - and really, she is, but for some reason she isn't expecting it out here in the middle of the woods of doom.

yeah, she said it. woods of doom.

so you bet your ass that she's going to shriek - one of those high-pitched things that end with her reaching for one of her many knives. Only .. to find .. that she doesn't have one on her.

Damn it.] What, that I was mostly sober when I passed out?

[little confused? yeah ..]

Exactly that! You should never do anything half-way. It shows a lack of dedication.

So I .. should have either been completely sober or completely plastered?

[wow dude. you're weird.]

Precisely that. How nice it is to instantly meet a friend who understands one's soul!

[yes very weird]

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Whoa, I'm all for meeting new peeps and all, but let's not start talking about knowing each other's souls just yet. That's kinda creepy.

[okay, a lot creepy.]

So .. who're you? The welcome wagon?

I follow no wagon except the stars. I am but a kind and benevolent wanderer!

[.........]

So how much acid did you drop before you came out here?

Dropped on who?

[Well what do you know, Hiccup's in the forest too! Followed by Toothless, a huge black dragon. They like to explore after all. And that small... thing in her hand catches Hiccup's interest.]

Uuuh, newcomer, right? Iiii don't think it's your fault being here, it was the-- Toothless..!

[NEWCOMER. They have food! is Toothless reaction who moves toward her in a curious matter, sniffing around for fish or... any food like thing, while Hiccups hurries after him to stop him scaring her.]

[okay so .. she's used to seeing a lot of weird stuff, right? Like full-grown men turning into wolves and running right out of his clothes and into the night - but .. hold on just a friggin' minute, is that a dragon?] Whoawhoawhoawhoa is that thing gonna eat me? 'Cause I'll tell you right now, I don't taste very good. Probably like fake leather and red dye number five and that's not really nutritious, you know?

[cue a wide-eyed stare from one tiny little russian girl.]

[Toothless' ears perk up because wow her attitude reminds him to one of Hiccup's friends Astrid. But food? Do you have it? Food?]

Uuuh, sorry, no no no he's not... eating human, no matter what Gobber's stories say... He's eating fish and fruits. Aaand I don't think you have any. [Hiccup limps over, still not entirely used to his newly gotten prosthetic leg. He eyes the newcomer for a moment.] Fake... leather...? Um, I mean... he's Toothless here, and I'm Hiccup sorry if we scared you.

[she relaxes a little, because she's going to have to take this guy's word that she's not going to get gobbled up by the dragon. she shoves her hands in her pockets, still staring at the thing as hiccup comes closer.] I'm fresh outta fish .. but damn, I usually keep a nectarine in my back pocket. Should've brought it with me.

[ahaha, yeah, sorry for her sense of humor. if he takes that literally, it's not her fault.] .. What kind of names are those, anyway? Hiccup and Toothless? I've heard some weird stuff in my day but c'mon ..

Oh, I'm Kenzi. You didn't scare me! Honest .. I was just .. uh .. startled. Yeah.

[Toothless' plates twitch in irritation because he can sense sarcasm. He has enough of that from Hiccup. He huffs an drops his alarmed state, now he's just slightly curious about the newcomer.]

It's fine, he doesn't need extra weight at this time of the year anyway, it makes him slow. [Hiccup's amused, finally someone speaking his language in a way...]

Uhhh well Toothless' usually going around with his teeth pulled back so it looks like he doesn't have teeth, that's why I gave him the name. Aaand my name... is supposed to scare off trolls and misfortune. I'm not sure it's doing its work well, though...

Startled... ooookay. Good, then. Nice to meet you, Kenzi.

[hey there dragon dude, you don't know if she's being sarcastic or not, because you don't know if she actually keeps a nectarine in her pocket -

okay, so she doesn't, ever, because fruit is awful and rots your insides and does all kinds of terrible things to your body. this is totally why she sticks to a diet of cereal and vodka. pretty much, anyway.

kenzi bites the edge of her lip. could she really have started off her time in neverland meeting the weird people she has already? sheesh.] Trolls? Now that's a word I know .. they're like some ugly, smelly under-fae where I'm from .. but how's a name like that supposed to scare 'em off?

But, yeah! Awesome to meet you, too.

You've met trolls?! [Hiccup gasps and steps closer.] They really steal all the socks, and keep them in a room they call Socks Room? I mean I was trying to catch a troll for years now in the swamp, but they didn't seem to come to any bait I let lying around... Guess they know better.

And well, because they are afraid of horrible things just like us, so I guess they... are afraid of... people with awful names.

[Toothless is just outright bored now.]

I .. well, not face-to-face or anything, but the way I hear people talkin' about 'em? They're not the grooviest things to come across.

[she can't think of the trolls back home doing something as simple as stealing socks. they have to be talking about some different kinds of trolls, here.]

.. Ohh .. gotcha.

[yeah she's got nothin'. why are people here so weird.]

[just another person exploring, no big deal. Hawk offers her a smile, head tilted slightly.]

Do you sleepwalk often after drinking?

[no big deal. sure. because nothing really seems like it's a big deal around here.

still, she jumps a little at the sound of that voice, because it takes her a second to realize there's another person here with her. (and if she squeaks, it's totally your imagination, dude. totally.)] Not usually .. most of the time I end up rolling off the couch and faceplanting on the floor, though. Harmless, really, if you think about it - unless you count that one time the coffee table gave me a black eye.

[even just on a surface level?

he won't mention a thing.]

Did you try to give it one back?

[good kid. 'cause if you did she just might have to smack you. talk about a great first impression!]

I should have .. coulda shown that damn thing what was coming. Why didn't I think of that?

[he shrugs] No one's at their best waking up! But the idea will be there for next time it happens, if it does.

I think by that point I was too busy trying to pick myself up off the floor and worrying about getting coffee to give the table a piece of my mind.

Next time, though. You bet your ass I'll do it.

Let me know how it goes!

[He grins, and holds out a hand.] I'm Hawk. May I have your name, defender against coffee tables?

[The Doctor happens to be passing through the forest, as one does, when he hears someone's complaints from somewhere nearby.] Ohhh, must be someone new... [And he adjusts his course, listening for this new person.]

While I'd love to play Marco Polo, you'll never discover China at this rate. Lovely chap, met him ages ago. Very obsessed with silks and spices.

[.... why is everyone around here so weird WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL HER JUST WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE.

she raises her eyebrows at him, in an are you freaking seriously talking about finding china and how lovely he is? kind of way, head tilting to the side.] I thought China was a country. How - no, no no, never mind. Don't wanna know. Why don't you go ahead and tell me what you're sellin' so we can get something going here?

[and by that she very obviously means tell me who the heck you are, bozo.]

[It doesn't take him long at all to discover this new person--not even long enough for a round of Marco Polo--but he can't help raising his own eyebrows at her as she asks him her own question. (Probably best he was stopped before he could carry on about ol' Marco...)]

I'm not selling anything. Do I look like someone who'd sell something? [He shrugs innocently. He'd turn out his pockets to show he doesn't have any wares for sale, but that would mean potentially losing a number of things that he has no intention of selling (even though at least twenty percent of it is pocket lint, and no one would ever want that anyway.)] I haven't even got a name badge or anything.

I can tell you, however, where you are. Most people seem to forget that though, well, it's not a surprise, really.

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DOCTAH COME INTO MY LIIIIIIIIIFE.

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