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[no_eels]

[Because clawing up the furniture would be too easy, and fairly easy to replace, Toothless has settled on a different brand of revenge for being stuck on the Mirror side. He well remembers being stuck here the last time. The fact that he has friendly company, this time, is beside the point. Part of him is still upset about Wonderland taking Hiccup away, too, and it fuels him into digging in closets. At first, he looks for chalk.

But the closets, so helpfully, give him paint and paint brushes. And it takes him a while to figure them out, but he does. His head and front arms are covered in red and blue paint when he's finished with his first hallway - which is now plastered in smiley faces, fish symbols, circles, squares, and other easy shapes that he's found since re-discovering the urge to draw.

Toothless has a lot of imagination and energy. The rest of the Mirror mansion doesn't stand a chance, if he gets his way.]

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[no_eels]

[The Night Fury can't, of course, but his eyes recognize that Barbossa is using letters. Viking communication. He stops what he's doing to watch what Barbossa paints, so focused on it that even his tail stops swishing for a moment.

More offensive?

He looks back to a bare section of wall, and then begins to paint an angry face there.]

>:(

[justguidelines]

[It takes several moments of staring at it before it dawns on him what, exactly, it is. And when it does, he gives an amused snort, because...Well, not exactly what he meant, but he supposes given that a dragon is painting it, it will do.

But it's like a bit of an optical illusion for him, because once he sees the angry face, he can see the smiley faces, too. And can't not see it, to boot.]

Aye, more of that nature. Better that than cheerful things, as they'll be the ones looking at them, eh?

[no_eels]

[It amuses the dragon because it's a Viking face, not a dragon face, and a silly one at that. Vikings are, in his draconic opinion, rather silly in how they're put together. Luckily, he can't share this.

Toothless nods in agreement with Barbossa's statement, and then paints a much better fire sigil on the surface of a mirror. So much better, in fact, that it works, and a tiny plume of flame rises up from it and deforms the mirror's surface. The mirror will be back to itself soon, but Toothless makes an excited little snorting noise.]

[justguidelines]

[And there he is, back to painting a scathing and bawdy message about someone's mother, because honestly, who doesn't get angry about that kind of thing.

But as he turns to make a comment (to a dragon, which is so very surreal he doesn't know where to begin with that, all to see the smoke, and the mirror warp. And for a moment he simply stares, because he saw that. He did.

And he's very curious, indeed.]

How did you do that.

[no_eels]

[Because they're defiling the Mirror side of things, Toothless is all too happy to show the Viking. The more they can do to mess things up, the better, right? Even if it was something special shown to him by Balthazar. The Night Fury, concentrating, dips his paintbrush again - into the opposite color of paint, creating purple.

Ever so carefully, he creates the fire-summoning mark again. It's a lot more difficult than anything else he's been painting. But when he's finished, a smokey plume of flame rises up, warm-smelling, to burn a mark on the wall.]

[justguidelines]

[Now that is interesting. And he commits it to memory, for a later time. For all he knows, it could very well come in handy, loathe as he was to rely on magic, but every advantage helps, he supposes.]

Now that is a trick, indeed. I don't suppose you know any others.

[In for a penny, in for a pound, after all.]

[no_eels]

[That's the only one the Wingless Viking had taught him. Really, though, it's never had a better use than what he's doing now, which is to draw it again and singe a chair. He shakes his head, droplets of purple paint leaving streaks on his blunt snout.]

[justguidelines]

Well, it were a shot in the dark, anyway. And there's paint on your nose, mate.

[And he's terribly sorry, but he doesn't carry anything to use as a hankie, either. Not that...He necessarily would offer it, but then...Sadly, the dragon is actually far more tolerable than most people.]

You just keep on with that, though. As I see it, they deserve a bit of scorched wallpaper and furniture.

[no_eels]

[There's nothing very handy to wipe his nose with. ...except for the wall. He rubs his head against it, appearing very much like a scaly cat as he rumbles deep within his throat at the effort. When Toothless is done, there's a long mark that, in the shade of red, would look almost sinister.

The Night Fury looks up at Barbossa and rumbles again, almost like a questioning chitter. He doesn't understand the Mirrors, but he knows from experience that very few of them are actually nice. And his Mirror is terrible, as well.]

How did I miss this.

[justguidelines]

[That's the most amusing part. Enough like a person that a body didn't feel silly talking to it, but just not-human enough that he does't claw at Hector's nerves the way most people did in the first few minutes of meeting.

And, in short, making him more than aware of his own Jack's absence. Sad, really, that this great big thing painting faces on the walls can make him aware of a lacking slight weight on his shoulder.

But he pushes that way, focusing on the creature's noises.] You don't think so, then? Did ye happen to see that chess match, mate. Bloody awful. [He means the strategy of it all, though nothing in his tone says it.] Besides, they seem to be...Well. Less than friendly, aye?

[no_eels]

[Toothless stiffens a little, before nodding. He had been forced to take place in said match, which had resulted in him standing still for a while and then getting a sword through his jaw and front legs. And... something to do with magic. He isn't sure. An invisible, cutting force, like wind that could harm even a wind-toughened Night Fury. But he's going to be avoiding that Mirror, if he can help it, from now on.

His own Mirror attacks people quite often. This he knows, from being on this side of the glass before. Everyone had kept their distance.]

[justguidelines]

[Unfortunately, Hector hadn't seen anyone out there as a person, simply a chess piece. Why would he? He has no attachment to anyone here, after all.

But even so, it's amazingly how easy the creature's body language is to read. Perhaps he's simply learned, with Polly and Jack over the years, how to do so.]

Well. Given that they're not, and they're no doubt treating our own things with contempt, I say it's something we're almost obligated to do. Why not leave every surface covered? As I understand it, it will only fix itself eventually, anyway.

[no_eels]

[The Night Fury puffs up his chest and nods, trilling like a cat in the back of his throat, glad that Barbossa agrees with him. He's only too happy to continue his artwork out of this hallway and into the rest of the mansion. And in any rooms that will have him.]