[Squiggles/Audio - Action for HazMat Crew]

[b2_dragon]

[It's....a big blob of seemingly random squiggles. Some of the lines go right off the page, and probably onto the deck itself. It's hard drawing in small scale, okay?

On the ship of the Hazardous Materials Crew, the dragon sits and looks rather proud of himself, even if he's probably badly mushed the tip of the writing utensil currently clamped between his teeth.]

Oooh no.

[While the voice is faint, it's still very distinct in tone. Hiccup gets to see all of this firsthand.]

Bud, what's this?

[Toothless snorts lightly, looking no less gleeful at his artwork. IS IT NOT BEAUTIFUL HICCUP. PRAISE HIM.]

((OOC: Majority of journal responses will come from Hiccup with intermittent dragon garbles.))

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[Action]

[summing_it_up]

[His face right now sort of betrays a look – the one that comes after a kid got into the pantry and opened every possible food sack in existence.

Lines everywhere. Toothless. Lines. Toothless. Hmn.]

Y...okay, yeah, that's. That's something.

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[b2_dragon]

[He'll give you that writing stick back if you want it. The tip of his tail flicks back and forth excitedly.]

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[summing_it_up]

Thank you.

[He pauses to make a slight face, shaking the now-wet charcoal stick off. Ew, dragon goobers.]

Looks like you were keeping yourself busy, huh?

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[b2_dragon]

[Toothless gurbles in response, wiggling his butt where he sits. So he's been a little restless, but what else is new. This is their last day on Isle Empieza before they set out again, and going back on the ship all the time has become something of a task, probably because the dragon wonders why they have to keep sailing all the time.]

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[anelegantmyth]

[ Well she had the privilege of watching the artist at work, and even got some of the magic on her boot. Yeeeah just gonna wipe off the ink with whatever nearby cloth she could find.

Don't worry, she's not really the type to get mad when someone causes a mess. The deck was, in itself, a huge mess anyway. So really, Toothless didn't do much damage by writing on it. ]

Well...I had no idea you were an artist Toothless.

[b2_dragon]

[It's only more ink now because dragon drool mixed with charcoal makes for a potent liquid.

The dragon glances over, beaming. He's not so much an artist as he is a copycat, but he's still pretty proud of his artwork.]

[anelegantmyth]

[ Ugh, come on Toothless, you know that doesn't wash out. You're just lucky her boots are already black. So the stain shouldn't be that visible. ]

That's a pretty picture you got there. Were you trying to copy the captain's penmanship? Because you've got it spot on.

[ She looks over the drawing while scratching the dragon's chin. ]

[b2_dragon]

[Rumble-purring as he tends to, the dragon doesn't really seem to care what she's saying, but then he doesn't know what penmanship is anyway.]

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[summing_it_up]

–Aaaah, I wouldn't try wiping that up if I were you.

[He may be a little late on the draw, but hey.]

[anelegantmyth]

[ A little late is right. Do you SEE the stain n=on her favorite boots? DO YOU!? ]

Honestly Hiccup, how do you manage to handle dragons slobber so well?

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[raavashing]

[Wan wanders over after a little bit, trying to see if he can figure out what the picture is supposed to be of. It went over the edges of the book so what he saw in the journal wasn't the whole of it.]

Was there something you were trying to keep a memory of?

[b2_dragon]

[The dragon turns around, looking at Wan. He tilts his head, settling down as he watches the man study his artwork. His 'ear flaps' perk at the Wan's question.]

[raavashing]

[Wan knelt down, tracing the big oval at the 'bottom' of the page.]

Is that a mouth? And that-

[He pointed to the dot to the side and above.]

-is that an eye?

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[summing_it_up]

[Hiccup is sitting on a barrel off to the side, he can't help butting in sometimes.]

Mmn. Maybe? I'm not really sure.

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[raavashing]

[Wan looked over, grinning.]

I think it's a smiling guy in a hat.

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[notacostume]

That's... uh...

[SHE CAN'T DO IT. SHE JUST CAN'T.]

It's great! [Mona tries her best to sound excited.] I didn't know you were that good.

[b2_dragon]

[He's not sure about words, but her tone sounds fairly positive. He wiggles in place a bit, clearly pleased.]

[notacostume]

[She wonders if it's okay to pet a dragon. Well, here goes nothing!

...

She is totally petting you right now.]

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[summing_it_up]

[You and him both, sister.

He does, however, give her a slightly amused look when she does this.]

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[notacostume]

I didn't know we had a natural artist on board.

[drewn]

[allendsmeat]

[Voice]

[b2_dragon]

[Oh, what's this? Pictures are appearing on the pages! The dragon growls inquisitively.]

[Voice]

[allendsmeat]

[growls back]

Want another one?

[Voice]

[summing_it_up]

[Sorry about the delay. He got distracted by all of the drawings.]

Hey, these are pretty good!

[Voice]

[allendsmeat]

hahaha you think so? [he rubs under his nose] I worked pretty hard on 'em.