nothing is perfect, but your imperfections are quaint

[diomedea]

Who: AN ENTIRE BLOODSPORT AND ANY VISITORS
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: On the Bloodsport!
When: 6/14-6/21

[WELCOME TO THE BLOODSPORT HICCUP don't mind the crew. They're. Uhh. Unique.

Enjoy your pudding! What's the crew up to this week?]

Comments

[horrendous]

[That's not food, it's politely concentrated dragon shit. He blinks back at Jinx, though. Then gives himself a cursory glance to make sure his fly isn't open or something.]

Uh... greetings and salutations, stranger. I'm Hiccup.

[wordmiser]

[Salutations? Jinx tilts her head. She doesn't know that word. But she knows greetings. he must be the new arrival to their merry little band.

She bobs her head in his direction, more of a chin jerk than anything else.

Sup?]

[horrendous]

[Hiccup looks lost for a moment.]

You know... uh... when people give you their name, usually you give yours back?

[wordmiser]

[She lifts her eyebrows and blinks at him.

That so? She doesn't know where you come from, man, but names mean something she she does.

Laconic Smart people keep that short of shit close to their chest.]

[horrendous]

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All right, the silent staring's getting a little bit creepy.

I'll just go look around. Okay? Okay.

[wordmiser]

[She watches him as she moves past, leaning just enough so they don't quite touch as she brushes past.

Okay dude. Sure. A last gesture over her shoulder in a general direction for the sense of good crew relations]

Kitchen.