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    1. Fionraella 9 yrs ago

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Jett nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'll talk to her then." At the mention of his nose, he realized it really had begun to throb again, so he pressed the cloth against it. "The bleeding stopped, but it really hurts," he admitted. "Hopefully it's not broken," he sighed, truly hoping he wouldn't have to deal with the embarrassment of Sacha breaking his nose.


Amelia shrugs. "Just go see Aya about ir. I'm sure she won't make a huge deal about it." She yawns slightly as she looks around the camp. "Pretty quiet today, you're here at a good time. Usually people are running all over, yelling...fighting. " she shoots a sharp look at Misha and Kianna.
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Jett nodded slowly, but his head jerked up at the mention of rejoining the Rabins. He hadn't even considered that, and it still seemed pretty far-fetched at the moment. He wasn't even positive that was something he'd be interested in if he stayed on dangerous terms with the group leader. "Thanks, you're right, I probably should talk to her," he sighed. "Hopefully she's just not feeling violent this time."


Amelia bites her lip. "Not today. Give it... a week. Let her settle down and get used to having you around more." she nods firmly. She looks at him. "How's that nose doing?" She asks.
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Jett glanced at Sacha's tent and sighed. "I'm not sure how open to conversation she is with me," he pointed out, dabbing his nose again with the bloodied cloth. He looked back at Amelia with a pained expression. "You said she was happy before I came. Would I just be making her life that much more difficult if I tried to bring it up with her?" he asked hesitantly.


Amelia sighs heavily. "If she has that much anger and rage when you barely spoke, I think it's safe to say she's still hurting. I think you should talk to her. Even if it's just to be clear about why she's angry." she shrugs. "If you want to be a Rabin again, you should have every right to be a Rabin again. We're the better group, and we shouldn't send people away." She says, assuming that he wanted to rejoin the group.
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Leo glared at him a bit and huffed, walking behind him still. "PAH! You should just bite them..." he muttered, crossing his arms and scowling ahead as they walked. He paused and blinked, there was a deer not too far off. Leo crouched a bit, still human and started heading towards it slowly, carefully.


"I'm slow." Xavier laughs before noticing the deer as well. He stops. "What are you doing?" He hisses at Leo, glancing at the deer, hoping the boy wouldn't scare it off. Obviously this boy has no idea what the shit he's doing, but this was an entirely new level of stupid! He groans inwardly and ducks silently behind a tree in case the deer bolted that way.
Aya relaxed, happy to hear that there was at least one person Destin was willing to speak of. She looked over at the work he ewas doing, and was pleased to see how quickly he was getting it down. "This is so much better to do with someone else." she said cheerily, noticing that they had already nearly completed the sorting. "How do you think this season's going to turn out? Nobody's gotten sick yet in the Rabins, thank goodness. Although Sacha did get injured the other day." she flinched, not exactly wanting to say that it was a Brom who'd attacked her leader.


Destin nods. "I heard about that...Fabine and a few other Broms right?" He could never keep track of who hurt who and on what day. He sighs. "I'm glad she's okay though, or at least looked that way when I saw her.." He glances at Aya and smiles slightly. "I'm glad you haven't gotten hurt yet either." That would probably be the determining factor. If Aya ever got hurt, he'd leave the Broms. No way would a sweet girl like that be hurt by people who he considered friends.
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Jett blinked gratefully at her and took the cloth, dabbing the dried blood from his face. He froze at her question and thought deeply. "Well... it was a long time ago, but I remember that day perfectly." He paused and glanced at her, trying to read her expression, but he only found genuine curiosity, so he continued on. "It was the absolute worst day of my life. Sacha had gone out on a morning border patrol, but when she hadn't returned after a few hours, I checked along her route just to be sure she was safe. I found her unconscious by the border, bloody and badly hurt from a fight with some Broms looking for trouble. I sprinted back to the camp as fast as I could, carrying her in my arms, and immediately handed her over to the healers." Jett shivered at the frightening memory. "They told me she'd be okay, so I stayed by her side all night. I'd been asking her for months before that day to consider stepping down as leader, or even just being more careful near the border, but she never listened. So when she finally woke up, I begged her to leave the forest with me so we could go somewhere safe, somewhere where we could live a normal life together and be happy... but she couldn't. She looked me in the eye and told me that the Rabins would always come first to her." He closed his eyes and sighed, his voice trembling slightly. "Once she fell back asleep, I decided I'd rather remember her alive from a distance than find her dead on the border another day," he whispered. "The Rabins always were her first and true love anyways," he added sourly.


Amelia blinks, finding it hard that her leader would ever do that. She bites her lip as he finishes. "Oh geez Jett. I'm sorry." She glances at Sacha's tent. "She probably never mentioned you because she was so upset that you left." She exhales and looks back at him. "Have you tried actually having a conversation about that night? Why you left, how you felt? Instead of being so angry at her about everything?"
Aya listened carefully to what Destin said about Misha. By the way they had been talking she'd assumed they were friends. Then again, Misha certainly hadn't looked like she'd jumped into the river at the time. It raised a question to her. "So... Who are your good friends in the Broms then?" She wanted to make sure he wasn't alone. Even though he'd sounded fairly confident when they'd met, she was surprised that no one else had been there to comfort him when he was in trouble.


Destin blinks. "Oh Evelyn of course! She's actually really cool despite being Fabine's girlfriend!" He glances behind him and then lowers his voice. "Other than that, no one really. I'm trying to get Misha to like me, but I don't think it's working." He shrugs and goes back to sorting the herbs, humming softly.
Aya wanted to kick herself. How could she have forgotten about how distraught Destin had been over the whole fiasco. She searched for another topic to talk about. "Umm... So... Misha seems like a nice person?" She was judging that description solely off the fact that Misha had sat in her lap for the fire. That was definitely the basis for a nice person. Or maybe she was just bias towards shifters that turned into cats.


Destin laughs slightly, sniffing. He looks at her and giggles. "Misha's so mean you have no idea." He then bursts out laughing. "But she's so great! She's fine. Mean, but nice." He then thinks about that a moment. "That makes no sense...She's...tough. She doesn't really let people in I guess..." He shrugs a bit. "I dunno her too well."
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Jett's anger vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, leaving him with an unbearable sensation of emptiness. He sat back down on the ground and put his head in his hands, and stayed there in silence for a long moment. "She didn't even mention me?" he whispered, half to Amelia, half to himself. He took a breath, gathered himself a bit, and looked to Amelia solemnly. "Trust me, it sure wasn't easy on me either." He sighed and ran one hand through his disheveled hair. "She certainly made her feelings on the matter clear."


Amelia huffs slightly. "I'll be right back." She shifts and scampers into her tent and then runs back out with a small cloth in her mouth. She then shifts human and holds it out to him. "For your nose." She says before sitting next to him, watching him a moment. "So how come you left?" She asks curiously. "I mean, if you didn't want to, and she obviously didn't want you to either."
"Good idea," Aya stepped to the side so that he could get the herbs out of the backpack too. As she did, she felt a sudden thought overtake her mind. Does my hair look okay? I didn't brush it after I woke up... She bit her lip, trying to distract herself from it. What a ridiculous thing to think about it. Perhaps it was something about Destin being here. Not that she really cared when any of the Rabins would see her with messy hair. And he was just like them, right? A friend?
"Did you have any herbs left?" she blurted out in a higher tone than usual, desperate to distract herself from whatever terrible conversation was happening inside her head.


Destin hums a bit as he pulls out the herbs, setting them in their particular spots. He then glances at her, noticing how pretty she was. He quickly looks down before she can notice and then blinks as she blurts out the question. "Oh. No. None...they all..burned." His voice shakes a bit at the end and he closes his eyes in an attempt to compose himself. Don't you dare Cry Destin.
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