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(Becuase why the fuck not?) "What the hell do you mean I have to work with him?!> Its not my fault hes been held back for two years! The dudes a Druggie and a Drunk! So Why are you punishing me?!" the small boy yelled at his Chem teacher.

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Dagur snorted. “Yeah? Well I’m not that fucking happy about this either-you’re no prize yourself princess!” He shouted back to the younger. “And I only get drunk on day’s that end with ‘Y’.” Dagur joked, sticking his tongue out at the raven and earning chuckles from their peers.

 

He sighed “why? I thought you hated me. You know. The prefect stick in the ass student.”

Dagur chuckled nervously. “I never said I hated you, Gustav. I was just trying to get you to lighten up…until I found out why you were like that…”

He nodded and sighed looking at him. “Yeah well.”

Dagur frowned, looking to the ground before looking back up to Gustav with a small smile. “It’ll get better now though…” He promised weakly.

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Artemis didn't know if she could stay here anymore, and yet she didn't want to leave. Each passing day here has been wonderful, she got to be taught Norse. And when they had held hands, she never wanted to let go. She was in love with the Chief, but was also scared it may not work out. "Dagur, I think its time for me to leave."

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Dagur looked up when Artemis entered his study. Two things seemed wrong about this. Artemis never stood quiet this long and the girl looked similar to when he was going to leave her in the underground cell… That wasn’t his proudest memory considering how close they were now. Dagur stood from his seat about to ask Artemis what was wrong when she finally spoke and Dagur’s world stopped.

She…wanted to leave… Why? He gave her everything she asked for. Yes, she was a Roman and he was a Viking, but he thought they were over that… He acknowledged her, held her hand, took her opinions-he even took all the other Roman’s out of prison and into the daylight within limits…

Dagur couldn’t respond, he only collapsed in his seat, slouching.

She glanced down towards the ground, not wanting to meet his eyes. Artemis had stayed up all night with this weighing on her mind. She had thought they had gotten pass that they came from different worlds, she a Roman and him a Viking. Yet it was just a hidden fear within her that was making her say this.

"Say something…"

Artemis looked up, seeing the Chief slouched in his seat. She felt as if she had just taken a invisible blade and drove it through the man. She was not ungrateful for everything he had done for her, and Artemis was hoping he would say something to stop her. Anything, tell her this was a foolish idea. Make her stay, to put the idea of leaving aside.

Dagur felt like he was stabbed and left alone to deal with his wounds again.

Dagur looked up at her demand and blinked dumbly. “What do you want me to say?” He asked in a hollowed voice. That’s how he felt-empty. Why does he even bother liking anyone? They either betray him or leave him…

Dagur held he gaze before looking down sadly. “I can’t stop you Artemis.” It was a lie, he could easily bring up their agreement or the fact he owned her, but he wasn’t. He respected Artemis too much. “…If this is really what you want…” Dagur mumbled, standing up and walking out of the study, brushing past her.

“I’ve never questioned your judgment and I won’t start now… I’ll send word to your people to meet halfway to give you back…” Dagur said, going to leave the hut. He wouldn’t endanger her life by sending her in a Viking ship with no word or agreement.

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Sexy Silk - Jessie J

"Now close your eyes and count to five."

Dagur scoffed, this family was insane! “Me and Astra slept in beds-Hel-we shared a bed and I never once thought that and neither did she.” He said before shrugging. “But if that’s what you want to believe…” Dagur mumbled before turning to Baby.

“Of course dear.” He responded, helping to suspend Baby, carrying her more like she was a toddler. “Goodnight.” He called back to the men as he silently exited and closed the door. Dagur carried Baby all the way to the old hut and took her inside to a room that used to be his that had a big bed but nothing else.

Dagur laid Baby down and made quick work of his armor, resting it on the floor before crawling in next to her. Koll was placed between then as Dagur held Baby lovingly. He didn’t care if no one on her island wanted her. He had fallen in love with her and he didn’t regret it-not even with her dysfunctional family.

Baby let out a sharp and quick breath when Dagur talked down to her family. “It could’ve happened.” She yawned as he carried her back to their hut. The bed Dagur lied her down in was rather tough, like it hadn’t been slept in for years. Baby didn’t complain, however. She was just happy that she was alone with Koll and Dagur, and none of her family were in sight.

"Look you like you were about to say something back there." Baby said as she snuggled into Dagur. "Don’t tell me it was nothing, because if you were about to say it then it must’ve been something."

“I said what I was going to say.” Dagur said truthfully in a hushed voice, not wanting to wake Koll or disturb Baby from her tired state. “I’m sorry if it embarrassed you, but I can only hold myself back so much…” He sighed heavily. “I understand that you all are from a different island and raised differently, it’s just… They’re so different then even you were-I mean me and Astra aren’t the same either, but…well…I don’t know.” Dagur mumbled, chuckling slightly when he realized he didn’t know where he was going with any of this.

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Artemis didn't know if she could stay here anymore, and yet she didn't want to leave. Each passing day here has been wonderful, she got to be taught Norse. And when they had held hands, she never wanted to let go. She was in love with the Chief, but was also scared it may not work out. "Dagur, I think its time for me to leave."

Dagur looked up when Artemis entered his study. Two things seemed wrong about this. Artemis never stood quiet this long and the girl looked similar to when he was going to leave her in the underground cell… That wasn’t his proudest memory considering how close they were now. Dagur stood from his seat about to ask Artemis what was wrong when she finally spoke and Dagur’s world stopped.

She…wanted to leave… Why? He gave her everything she asked for. Yes, she was a Roman and he was a Viking, but he thought they were over that… He acknowledged her, held her hand, took her opinions-he even took all the other Roman’s out of prison and into the daylight within limits…

Dagur couldn’t respond, he only collapsed in his seat, slouching.

"Well, Dagur. It's been a while, hasn't it?"

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“Yes, well it’s hard to visit people when you’re-oh, I don’t know-imprisoned!”

Dagur’s interest perked at Hiccup’s slightly begging tone. Dagur stood, his chains rattling as he did, he could only take one step before they stopped him. “What do I get if I do help you Hiccup?”

The Chief gulped ever so slightly as he gazed upon the chained man before him. He, Dagur, was so… capable of ruining things or putting his friends in danger. This made what he was about to say harder to proclaim.

"Your freedom."

“Once I’m done helping you I want to be taken back to Berserk-and I’d like to visit if we have a moment. Alvin took my things and burned a lot of my weapons.” Dagur said, not willing to negotiate on this.

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Hiccup stumbled across the floor of the bar. His first real trip off Berk without a dragon at his side. A father son trip of all things! And were do they go? A trading post island in the middle of know where known more for easy women and cheep drinks from everywhere across the waters. Hiccup gave a hiccup and a drunk smile as he reached the bar top to order another round. His dad having already taken off for his own fun. ~ ask-a-hiccup
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Dagur rolled his eyes at his men who practically rushed into the bar. “Better not bring another girl on board or I’ll skin them.” He threatened though they were too far to hear. He sighed and got off the ship as well and walked into the bar.

 

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Sexy Silk - Jessie J

"Now close your eyes and count to five."

Dagur came into the odd scene in his hut and sighed. “What are you all doing?” He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. “We have guest rooms-though some of you will have to double up-or come with me and Baby to my grandmother’s old hut, but if you go with us then you better not break anything.” He warned, making his way to Baby and Koll, helping his wife up. “Just like if any of you go to the Mead Hall-I don’t want to hear anything.”

This sort of reminded him of when Baby first got here and fell asleep on the couch, not even thinking about a bed room. Was this how they slept at home?

Either way, Dagur wasn’t accepting it. Everyone should have an actual bed to sleep in.

Dagur looked at Baby and wanted to say something, but wasn’t going to say it with her brothers present.

"We’re not allowed to sleep in beds." Yawned Toenail as Teeth stretched out underneath him. "Dad says we don’t need beds until we get married." Yak said groggily. Baby wobbled as Dagur pulled her up. She was still half asleep. “Carry me.” Baby mumbled. Baby hopped up and wrapped her legs around Dagur’s waist, she nuzzled her face into the side of his neck. One arm curled around the back of his neck while the other held Koll.

Dagur scoffed, this family was insane! “Me and Astra slept in beds-Hel-we shared a bed and I never once thought that and neither did she.” He said before shrugging. “But if that’s what you want to believe…” Dagur mumbled before turning to Baby.

“Of course dear.” He responded, helping to suspend Baby, carrying her more like she was a toddler. “Goodnight.” He called back to the men as he silently exited and closed the door. Dagur carried Baby all the way to the old hut and took her inside to a room that used to be his that had a big bed but nothing else.

Dagur laid Baby down and made quick work of his armor, resting it on the floor before crawling in next to her. Koll was placed between then as Dagur held Baby lovingly. He didn’t care if no one on her island wanted her. He had fallen in love with her and he didn’t regret it-not even with her dysfunctional family.

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(dagurthedragonhunter) “Asta?” Dagur called, knocking on his little sister’s door. She had refused to come out since she walked in on the bloody scene of what used to be their father. “You can’t stay in there forever.” He said, putting his head against the door. Dagur felt torn… He was happy his father was out of the way and that meant they were both safe, but he couldn’t ignore the fact that he got rid of their last parent and Asta only got to talk to one, and now she had none.
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Asta was still in shock at what she had walked in on, all that blood and her brother standing over their father’s dead body. Although her father never treated her nicely she still had loved him and now he was gone. Asta never got to even know her mother, all she remembered was her voice. And now their father was dead. Hearing her brother’s voice, she balled her hands into fists. “I can stay in here for as long as I want! Go away!”


Finally she calmed down, her tears stopping as she did her best to wipe any stray ones away. It made her happy inside that he would come back, yet no smile not even a small one was visible on her small lips. She lifted her small hand and wiped his cheeks. “You were crying though, I can see it on your face.”

They were only children, it was alright to cry….sometimes. “I promise not to cry anymore, because I need my brother to be strong.” She then smiled slightly. “Uncle is looking for you, if he can’t find you in the village he’s probably searching the forest.”

“I was…” Dagur admitted. “I cry sometimes too…” He said, remembering all the crying he did when his mother passed, though he sobered it up to take care of his sister. Like he always did. Dagur nuzzled into Asta’s warm touch. For one so small she affected him very much, he would never cry around her because he knew it would make her upset.

Dagur returned her smile. “You need to be strong to-you already are stronger then you know.” He told her before laughing at her other words. “We should go find him then, before he gets lost.” Dagur joked.

"I am? And you think as I grow bigger and bigger i’ll get even more stronger Dagur?" Asta wanted to become a strong person, to be able to protect their people and be there for those who are weaker than she is. To help them. Be somebody they can look up to, that is who she wanted to be.

"Yeah we should, Uncle is not always the best at finding his way around in this forest. I remember one time he got lost for three days and father wasn’t too happy about that." Asta took hold of his hand, smiling brighter now.

“Of course you will Asta.” Dagur said with a smile. “It’s a part of growing up.” He reasoned before laughing at the memory. Dagur smiled brightly and clasped her hand back as they stood up together. “We better go save him.” Dagur said enthusiastically before he began to lead Asta back to the village.

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Hicca nuzzled Astra understanding that the younger girl was just trying to make her feel better, but it wasn’t really helping. Dagur always would come back for Astra, but he mother was taken from her and had the choice to come back to Berk which she never took. How was she supposed to believe that her mother would come back? 

Astra smiled as Hicca nuzzled her, thinking the other understood what she was trying to say.

Dagur came in a while later and smiled at the sight before realizing Valka was gone, meaning his sister was probably comforting Hicca, or trying to… “Hicca…” Dagur called lightly and Astra looked to him, unwrapping her arms from Hicca.

Hicca looked over at Dagur and raced over to him. She brushed her head against him stomach, trying to get some kind of comfort from him. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t when she was a Night Fury. Maybe it was because dragons weren’t meant to cry and that was because they didn’t feel the kind of hurt a human felt. 

Dagur wrapped his arms around Hicca the best he could and cooed to her softly. “It’ll be alright Hicca…” He said lightly, knowing her heartbreak. “She was so determined to take you with her earlier-she’ll be back. If not to stay then to try and convince you again.” Dagur reasoned before sighing. “And if she does…then I want you to go-even if it’s only for a little bit.” He added quickly. “Spend time with her and the dragons, show her what you’ve learned and how well you’ve done for yourself… Then she’ll see your side of things, and you’ll see hers.”

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Why did it have to be a partner essay? She was less upset about having to work with Dagur of all people. She hated partner and group work since it always felt like she ended up doing all work. "So...what do you want to write about, vikings or romans?" Hicca asked as she looked over at her partner.

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“Vikings.” Dagur answered without hesitation, though he seemed more concerned with balancing his pencil on the tip of his finger. “Warriors since the moment they’re born-unless they were kidnapped or a runt.” He mumbled, cursing loudly as he lost balance before turning to look at Hicca.

Hicca jumped slightly when Dagur cursed. She pressed her lips together as she looked down at her notebook. “They were more than just warriors. There were bread making vikings.” She said as she started to write down that bit of information she knew about vikings. “There’s a lot of books in the library on vikings so that’s a good place to start.” She muttered as she wrote down what she could remember off the books. She had read most of the books in the library, which was where she spent most of her time when she was in school. 

“I know.” Dagur said rolling his eyes. “No one can live with just war-no matter how amazing that would be.” He said with a smirk drawing to men fighting. “They were inventive with many weapons, they told many stories of dragons, and they actually let females battle-though most females thought it was their job to bare children.” Dagur listed off some of the things he knew as he detailed his drawing that had turned into a full out war. “They also sought to kill the Romans-and helped the founding of UK along with other groups.”

"True." Hicca admitted, not looking up from her notebook. She was a little surprised that Dagur knew almost as much as she did about vikings. She really needed to read those books again. "They sought to kill a lot of people, mostly anyone who stood in their way of getting what they wanted." She said before she looked up from her notebook and noticed that he was drawing something. "What are you doing?"

“I’m drawing.” Dagur responded. “You learn through words, I memorize through pictures.” He explained. “That’s why the teachers think I’m stupid-they open my notebook and find things like this-and then they get me so angry.” Dagur’s pencil snapped. “I can’t think when I’m mad and I say stupid shit and do stupid things.”

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» Stones and Dragons (Closed RP with DagurtheDragonHunter)

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Hicca looked at Astra and watched as she left and thought over what her sister-in-law had just said. Something about what Astra had said when Dagur was fighting the last man was sticking with her. Oswald would remind Dagur about his craft, but just what did that mean? She couldn’t explain why but her gut was telling her it wasn’t like how Gobber would lecture her when she made a mistake on a weapon.

“Dagur!” Oswald called down to his son. “You faltered, a fighter does not faultier! Be sure it doesn’t happen next time!” He warned. Normally he’d make Dagur fight everyone again, and then him, but he noticed the brunette in the stands.

Dagur was breathing heavily, having troubles and cursing at his faultier, knowing what he earned himself. He was confused at his father’s change, as were the other men, but Dagur noticed his father glancing up to the stands and followed it quickly to notice Hicca. He was still confused though. They were on Berserk-why was his father still worrying about her? Was he afraid of her writing back to Stoick? “T-thank you…sir…” He replied to appease his father to dismiss them instead of stalling for Hicca to leave.

It seemed to work as the chief finally dismissed everyone and leaving before the rest.

Hicca looked down at Dagur and Oswald as the Berserker chief shouted at his son before he looked up at her. She pressed her lips together unsure if she wanted to leave or stay. When the others started to leave the arena Hicca took that has her chance to leave and head back to the hut she shared with Dagur. Once she was inside Hicca felt her stomach growl lightly. “I guess I should get started on some lunch.” She said to herself as she set her clothes down on a chair before walking into the kitchen to get started on lunch. “Fish or salad? I guess both is good…” She said to herself as she looked through the kitchen.

Dagur was the last to leave; having to put everything away and fix what was broken. He sighed and slowly walked home. He got off easy again because his father seemed to be cautious around Hicca…but really, Dagur knew Hicca, Hicca was smart. She was bound to figure it out or ask around… Or worse, she’d ask Astra… Dagur made it home and was surprised to smell something cooking.

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(Becuase why the fuck not?) "What the hell do you mean I have to work with him?!> Its not my fault hes been held back for two years! The dudes a Druggie and a Drunk! So Why are you punishing me?!" the small boy yelled at his Chem teacher.

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Dagur snorted. “Yeah? Well I’m not that fucking happy about this either-you’re no prize yourself princess!” He shouted back to the younger. “And I only get drunk on day’s that end with ‘Y’.” Dagur joked, sticking his tongue out at the raven and earning chuckles from their peers.

 

"Why did you come?" he asked looking at him

Dagur sighed. “They…made an announcement at school about what happened… So I came over to make sure you were breathing.” He admitted.

He sighed “why? I thought you hated me. You know. The prefect stick in the ass student.”

Dagur chuckled nervously. “I never said I hated you, Gustav. I was just trying to get you to lighten up…until I found out why you were like that…”

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"Dags! What the hell man!?" He struggled against his grip. "Set me the fuck down now!!! This is not cool!!"

 

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