*Still muttering* Exactly like Dagur. *I turn to you* No. Not even just this once. Would you go find the others? We have some interrogation to do.

Hiccup: *I walk in* No, no hurting him. *I sigh and mutter to myself* You're as bad as Dagur.

Looking good!

*The thunderstorm begins again*

You're welcome.

<r>Yes you are. And don't try anything. My dragon is behind you, and he could turn you into toast with one little puff of his fire. Also, I'm not afraid to use my knives if I must. You're not going anywhere tonight. <I><s>[i]</s>*I push him into a vacant stall and shut and lock the door, not botheri...

Oh, wow, that looks really good! Excellent work!

<r><I><s>[i]</s>*I pull out two more knives; I throw them and they both sink into the wall, less than an inch above his head to make a point; I pull out two <e>[/i]</e></I>more<I><s>[i]</s> knives, and hold them at the ready*<e>[/i]</e></I><br/> <br/> <U><s>[u]</s>Hiccup:<e>[/u]</e></U> <I><s>[i]</s...

Probably not.

Wait, WHAT?? *I look over my shoulder to Ocean* What do you make of this guy?