[Still, he can't shake off the feeling he's met Jackson before. Hiccup shrugs it off, waving his own hand as he walks back over to the station. By now he's about half an hour late already, wincing as he gets scolded by his father for being late, reminded that he's going to be chief one day. The rest of the day followed suit and Hiccup was glad to leave the station by the end of it. With his jacket slung over his shoulder, he clocked out, shrugging it on as he approached his motorcycle.
He goes for a drive before he meets up with that new teacher across the road, needing to get his mind off of things at work. Passing motorists would have witnessed him pulling his hands away from the handlebars and waving them at the sky as he screamed behind his visor. Hiccup drives for what feels like a while before he remembers he has a date and returns to his apartment to get ready.
He's not particularly dressed fancy when he arrives. Just his jacket, a pair of boots, jeans and a button up. For a moment he fears he's late before he sees Jackson rocking up towards him, and he needs to flip his helmet visor and rub his eyes before he goes for his gun. He must be working over time because for a moment...nah.]
Hey! No, I was afraid I late myself. [He laughs a little.] I'm off duty, just call me Hiccup.
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[Still, he can't shake off the feeling he's met Jackson before. Hiccup shrugs it off, waving his own hand as he walks back over to the station. By now he's about half an hour late already, wincing as he gets scolded by his father for being late, reminded that he's going to be chief one day. The rest of the day followed suit and Hiccup was glad to leave the station by the end of it. With his jacket slung over his shoulder, he clocked out, shrugging it on as he approached his motorcycle.
He goes for a drive before he meets up with that new teacher across the road, needing to get his mind off of things at work. Passing motorists would have witnessed him pulling his hands away from the handlebars and waving them at the sky as he screamed behind his visor. Hiccup drives for what feels like a while before he remembers he has a date and returns to his apartment to get ready.
He's not particularly dressed fancy when he arrives. Just his jacket, a pair of boots, jeans and a button up. For a moment he fears he's late before he sees Jackson rocking up towards him, and he needs to flip his helmet visor and rub his eyes before he goes for his gun. He must be working over time because for a moment...nah.]
Hey! No, I was afraid I late myself. [He laughs a little.] I'm off duty, just call me Hiccup.