Of course I haven't forgotten what the world used to be like! It's the world that's forgotten.
[He parries her attack easily, having once been known as the greatest swordsman that ever lived, before their blades become locked. He can feel his unbeating heart pound against his chest, watching her over their swords. For a brief moment, there's a speck of green in his eyes before the gold overtakes it again, like it had never happened, and he opens his mouth to speak again before she sends both of their blades spiraling off to the side with a great clang of metal.
The shock from her action makes him stumble a little, before she punches him. He brings a hand up to cup around his mouth when he tastes blood, then he starts laughing, just a small chuckle. He's used to being hit by passionate women after all. Hiccup reaches to take hold of her hands before she can hit him again, leaning in close.]
Nothing. He can't make my chest hurt like you do. He can't make me feel like my heart works when it hasn't beaten for a thousand years. [He leaned his head down, pressing their foreheads together.] Why are you fighting me when we could do so much together?
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[He parries her attack easily, having once been known as the greatest swordsman that ever lived, before their blades become locked. He can feel his unbeating heart pound against his chest, watching her over their swords. For a brief moment, there's a speck of green in his eyes before the gold overtakes it again, like it had never happened, and he opens his mouth to speak again before she sends both of their blades spiraling off to the side with a great clang of metal.
The shock from her action makes him stumble a little, before she punches him. He brings a hand up to cup around his mouth when he tastes blood, then he starts laughing, just a small chuckle. He's used to being hit by passionate women after all. Hiccup reaches to take hold of her hands before she can hit him again, leaning in close.]
Nothing. He can't make my chest hurt like you do. He can't make me feel like my heart works when it hasn't beaten for a thousand years. [He leaned his head down, pressing their foreheads together.] Why are you fighting me when we could do so much together?