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January 10th =========================== Tyler 'TJ' Jacobson/16/O+/Male/Spotted Hyena/Mono/Bisexual/Mentions: General =========================== Welp. Tyler turns sharply on his heel to face the utter idiot. One finger raised in the air, he begins. "You..." And promptly trails off, because he cannot believe this. "There are no words to describe how entirely stupid that last statement was." His eyes narrow harshly, though not quite reaching glare territories just yet. "But I'm going to try anyway." He takes a deep, fortifying breath to avoid doing something more drastic than sharp words. "You are an incorrigably irriatating individual, yes, but you will not hold yourself accountable for their fuck-ups. Leroy and Ariethous threw punches. Ethan threw himself. You stood there and didn't escalate the situation. So shut up, put your hand down, and keep moving. We have a train to catch." Oh, wow, that was like, the most he'd ever spoken in one siting to Calvin. Still, they'd wasted enough time. Tyler was not going to miss the train to play psychologist for the multitude of issues the four of them had all just displayed. Gods, he's already tired. =========================== "If we don't get going, the train will leave without us." They'd taken too long for his liking already. Much longer, and they actually would be late. And he wasn't waiting for the next opportunity alongside the rest of them. While he might like some, and tolerate most of the others, he wasn't going to waste his chance to get out. They miss this train, he's hoofing it. All he'd have to do is follow the tracks until he hit the city, though it would take much longer than just not missing the ride in the first place. Maybe some of the others would follow him, maybe not. It didn't really matter to him, but it was more likely than not. If they weren't serious, they wouldn't have shown up in the first place. And that kind of commintment is usually aligned with an 'by any means necessary' kind of mindset. Although most of them probably wouldn't actually survive too well. It didn't look like anyone had brought tents, sleeping bags, or even a thin sheet. Maybe some had, but he couldn't really tell until they all sat down and went over resources. |
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January 10th, ??? / 10:15-10:30 Leroy Hall/Ethan Brimstone 16/B-/O/Male/Water/Aura Sensing/Both/Pansexual/Gay Ethan was starting to panic now. Really panic, his breath was coming in shallow gasps and he was shaking with pain and panic. He couldn't see clearly, everything hurt. Everyone just wanted to hurt him. Axel accepted Cal's tissues after watching him and TJ try to help Ethan who now started sobbing. "T-this will h-hurt a little, E." Axel warned, cursing softly as he took Ethan's arm as gently as possible and gently poured water onto tissues, gently wiping the wound. Ethan shuddered but didn't pull away, mainly trying to calm himself again. He was failing miserably. "S-sorry." Axel muttered as he finished wiping the wound and replaced those tissues with clean ones, holding them firmly on the wound. He opened his mouth to ask something when he heard Cal blaming himself and TJ snapping at him for it. "H-he's right, Calvin, i-it wasn't your f-fault." Axel put in softly. "B-but, Tyler? I d-don't think E can m-move just yet. H-he's having a p-panic attack and h-he's bleeding a lot. D-does anyone have t-tape or something t-to keep these t-tissues on until we f-find something better?" He added, intentionally keeping his voice quiet so he didn't scare Ethan more. The mute was struggling against himself, trying to regain control of his body and somehow managing to make things worse. Meanwhile, Leroy had listened to everything silently and now dropped his eyes to the ground, slowly reaching out to take Cal's hand and shaking it once before letting go and stepping back. This was his fault, not Calvin's. Anytime anyone got hurt it was his fault. He was just that bad of a person. "Tyler's right for once, you're an idiot, Cal. It's not your fault." His voice was more like a growl than anything else, and his words had to be surprising to everyone. Leroy had just openly admitted that someone else was right. That never happened. Still, the half-blind male didn't look at Cal, TJ, or even Aries, his gaze was on Ethan. He hadn't meant to hurt Ethan. He hadn't wanted to hurt anyone, but then- Damn it. Damn it all. After a moment, Leroy turned and walked away from the group, facing away from them. He would know when they started moving, he would hear them. For now, he needed to be away from them. If he had just stayed home everything would have been fine! Once he was far enough away, Leroy kicked a pole, causing a spark of pain to run up his leg, but he ignored it. He deserved it anyway. He cursed under his breath. Ethan was having a panic attack because of him! He was bleeding! Hurt! And it was his fault. Just like his brother's death. No, not this again. This is what had started it all. Unable to take it anymore, Leroy reached up and pressed his hands hard against his head to block out all noise, his nails digging into the skin above his ears, his jaw hurt like hell whenever he did this, but Leroy didn't care. He squeezed his eyes shut and pushed everything away. This was something he often did at home whenever he was alone. It dulled everything... except his brother's face and voice which became clearer than ever. 'Leroy?' The image smiled. 'I missed you, big brother! I want you back!' "I'm so sorry." Leroy whispered, far enough away that the others wouldn't hear. 'Don't be sorry, silly! You didn't do anything. Oh! Have you found that special place yet? Was it a castle? Or maybe a garden? When are you taking me?' "Oh Gods, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it." Leroy felt his eyes start to sting and pushed away the need to cry. He could pretend he was okay standing like this, blame it on his jaw or headache or something, but he couldn't hide red-rimmed eyes and patchy cheeks. "I didn't mean anything." Breathing deeply, the larger male sank to the ground, placing his elbows on his knees and keeping his previous position with his hands on his head. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone. Why did he have to hurt everyone he cared about? Why? |
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January 10th, ??? / 10:10-10:35 Eva Yates 16/A/Female/Uncontrollable Strength/Both/Bisexual/Mention: Everyone (Dir) Eva didn't even know what was happening. One moment they were walking and being as normal as a gaggle of broken, runaway teenagers could be then the next, all hell broke loose. Before the incident, Eva had stashed her phone in her bag, wanting to preserve battery power for the long train ride ahead, having already lost a fourth of the charge from the battery-sucking game she had immersed herself in. She had been, unsuccessfully, attempting to coax her unruly hair into some kind of shape while they walked towards the train station, staying nearer to the front of the group. Eva had been on a deep thought as she contemplated whether or not to give Cal the small cloth she had in her phone case for his busted lip when the boy in question began to try and relive the tense group with his jokes. Ignoring him as she ultimately decided to not give him the cloth, Eva walked further ahead, her muscles beginning to grow weary from this amount of exercise in this short period of time. The girl didn't notice when the fight started, only noticing it was happening near the middle. Even then, she stood, shell-shocked, from just how quickly it all started and, just like that, it was over. Ethan had been thoroughly banged up from him interfering with the fight and was just not doing well in general, thankfully, TJ had interfered and the situation seemed to be coming to a close. Eva let out a relieved breathe as TJ berated the group for jeopardizing the plan with their fighting, as well as scolding Cal for apoligizing for the fight between Leroy and Aries. "God, I didn't do a THING. Now a single thing. I just STOOD there GAWKING! Like a nosy kid or something." Her thoughts scolded her for her lack of interference before she sighed and walke up to TJ. "Hey, Squirrel Boy, not everyones got their shit together like you so...Wait, it didnt, ARGH." Eva stammered for the words she had planned to say, her angry personality rearing its' ugly head again, at the worst time possible. Taking a breath, she tried once more, "Just...chill out, kay Tree Hugger?" Though it had came out more unsincere and aggresive than she had hoped, Eva scowled at the idea of showing any of them that she cared, god that would be the worst. |
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January 10th, ???? | 10:25-10:29 PM G.A.F. 'Khorne/Ariethous'/N.R.V. | 16/17 | AB/B+ | Male | Pain Adren/High Intel | Both | C Demi(HML)/Pan | Mentions; The Others(Ind. & Dir.) Leroy knocked into it, and the next thing it knew, it was on the ground. It flinched at a raise in volume but otherwise didn’t actually react. Even though it no doubt had multiple scrapes now. -- ‘Blind shoved us.’ -- ‘No, Blind TACKLED us.’ -- ‘GET UP.’ -- ‘FIGHT.’ -- ‘ATTACK.’ -- But right as it was turning to do exactly that, hands already ready, someone else plowed through Leroy and got hurt in the process. Ethan. -- ‘Mute?’ -- ‘Ignore them. Fight while Blind isn’t expecting.’ -- ‘JAMBIYA.’ -- The word became a chant. A chant in its ears that was louder than life. The dagger’s handle, still at its belt was already in its left hand. There were more people now though, and lips were moving with words it couldn’t hear over the chanting. -- It stood, staring at Leroy. The chant still too loud. Its other hand had found its way back to to it’s scalp, scratching in an attempt to quiet the screaming chanting in its ear. And then a hand was on its shoulder, it looked over and stared at Calvin. A look that could only be described as ‘Stop touching or be stabbed.’ -- Their mouth was moving too, the chant still being screamed, if anything- The chant had gotten louder now, as if not wanting to be drowned out. It dug it’s long nails into its scalp at the raise in volume, trying to bring the noise down enough to hear. -- The scratching worsened as it watched the scenes play out. The person from before, TJ, was talking to Calvin. It couldn’t hear any of the words though still. No doubt blood was being drawn from the scratching- But that didn’t matter much. It didn’t matter much. The chant was quieting slightly, after all. That was important. And right in time for it to hear a new voice. -- “H-he's right, Calvin, i-it wasn't your f-fault.” -- It flinched involuntarily, the scratching speeding up immediately. Why did that have to be the sentence it hears first? Why couldn’t the sentence had been something that wasn’t talking about it. It was back at square one, the chanting splitting up into two groups. One for the Jambiya, and one for It. Both groups screamed the respective chant. By the time it could hear again, yet another sentence was being said. -- “Tyler's right for once, you're an idiot, Cal. It's not your fault.” -- Not again. It scratched harder, simply turning and beginning to stumble back into a walk, passing by Nabih, who had turned after noticing people were looking at the group. Nabih was walking back towards the rest of them, and didn’t really seem to notice as it walked past him. -- It continued on, the scratching only strengthening as it went. The chants were only getting louder though, having most switched from Jambiya to It. A few strays from the main still chanted for the dagger but for the most part, they seemed content to mock it. It went up a set of stairs to a platform, the sounds of a train in the distance. The chants simply got louder as they realized it could hear the train. -- Nabih got over to the group and looked at them all, just as Eva had finished her statement. “I hope that, whatever all that was, is over now. We’re going to be late for the train. Come on. We’re basically there anyways.” |
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January 10th =========================== Tyler 'TJ' Jacobson/16/O+/Male/Spotted Hyena/Mono/Bisexual/Mentions: General =========================== Of course. Of course Ethan can't walk. The universe was conspiring to ruin this for all of them. Alright, alright, he can deal with this. Ignoring Eva's comments for the moment, Tyler shucked the backpack off and set it gently on the ground. He began detaching the frame from the actual bag strap by strap. "Knew there was a reason for splurging." Can be heard, muttered under his breath. Idiots, the lot of them. Fine, fine, he's fixing this. Frame now detached from the pack, Tyler pulls his padding roll from the pack, unrolling it as he goes. After folding it enough to fit over the aluminum, he secures the foam to the frame with his rope coil as tightly as possible, and voila! One makeshift sitting-stretcher. "Right, who else can carry heavy weights?" He picks his bag back up as he says this, slipping the straps over his shoulders. "Cause it's either this or potato-sacking Ethan, so..." Tyler gestures at the flat-ish DIY platform. "We're gonna palanquin him." It wouldn't hold up for too long, but it would be good enough for until they get to the train. Everything was still fine, they'd just need to rush on the way to the station. "No time for anything better than this, so let's get going." =========================== He squatted down to face Ethan eye-to-eye, hands and arms visible, out of reach. "Yo. Look at me. C'mon, over here. Your name is Ethan. You're currently on a sidewalk. There are eight people with you. We're all running away together. It's 10:28 right now." He begins in a soft voice, and keeps listing off general facts about their surroundings. The street name, the color of his shirt, stuff like that. While he spoke, he moved his hands in slow, small ways. Wriggling fingers, twisting his hands, that kind of thing. It helped with one of the girls he knew back in Colorado who had bad anxiety attacks, so it might help here. Something about focusing on external stuff instead of thoughts, or that's how she'd explained it. As Nabih spoke, Tyler turned to survey the rest of the group. Leroy was a little ways off, but still visible and within earshot. Ariethous, however, was not. "Where's Ariethous?" He directed the question, still speaking quietly, towards Nabih. It wouldn't do to loose one of their own right now. |
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Cal ‘Collie’ Thi Lê | 16 | AB- | Male | Visions | Both | Questioning | M: Everyone Everyone was a terrible liar. They all say it was him. That the whole ‘two guys fighting after he said a joke’ wasn’t his fault. It was such bullshit. He had expected TJ to lie to him. He had definitely expected Leroy to lie to him. The one thing he didn’t understand was why Axel would lie to him. Axel knew it was his fault. He saw it all play out. Why would Axel even try to lie to him? It wasn’t hurt really, well he was a little, but he was mostly just… shocked. Cal just stood there awkwardly, yet again dumbfounded for words or for actions. Collie went rigid and stopped focusing on the conversation at hand. His hand slowly fell to his side as Leroy walked away. Wait, why was Leroy walking away? Why couldn’t Leroy stay? Cal stayed zoned out, his gaze trapped on a few specks of grass poking up from in between the grass. They were a bright green, in stark contrast to the hard dull concrete. It was incredible that they grew- Aries walked away too now- in such a harsh climate. How could anything survive like that? Trapped between- Was Ethan on a stretcher?- the concrete and being walked on all the time. It was a miracle really. How- Why couldn’t Cal just focus??- anything lived like that. Cal brought himself back to reality. The train? Right, fuck!! The train! How could he forget the train? They’d be late if they waited a moment longer! They couldn’t miss the train. Aries wasn’t even- Oh god. “Is Ethan okay?” Cal asked, barely assessing all the damage until then. Was his ankle sprained? That would take months to heal if they were lucky. “Fuck, I would help you in an instant, I really would Ethan, but I am too fuckin’ terrified I would drop ya… Look at my weak ass noodle arms! You think I can lift for shit?? I would snap in half and I don’t want to hurt you!!” Cal chewed the nail of his thumb, as his eyes darted around the group nervously. Leroy wouldn’t help since he was so pissed. Aries too. Where even was Aries? Eva. “Hey Evie, can you give TJ a hand?? You’re strong and I trust you not to hurt or drop little E. But you have to promise you’ll be careful with him, okay? Pinkie promise!” Even now, he was trying his best to try and make light of the worst possible situation. When TJ brought up Aries, his stomach sunk. So he wasn’t the only one who didn’t know where Aries was. Cal swallowed hard before forcing a confident grin. “I’ll go find him. Axel if you could talk to Leroy that’d be great. He likes you a helluva lot more than me. If we alla gonna leave, I wanna make sure Aries and Leroy are there too. I ain’t leavin’ anyone behind.” With that, Cal quickly bolted off to go find Aries before the train left the station and they would all be trapped in this shit-hole. ~~~ There he was. Aries. “Fucking! Hell Man!” Cal chuckled as he took a long pause between each word, out of breath from sprinting. Cal stopped running and came to a stop a few steps away from Aries. Putting his hands on his knees, he looked up at Aries as he tried to calm his breathing. He still wore a smile that was visible despite his hair in his face as if the past few minutes didn’t ever happen. “I got… worried about you. You can’t… You can’t… just run off... like that!! Not when we are... so close… to the cool escape mission we have planned!” Cal put on a warm smile. There is one thing about Cal that many others fail to realize. No matter how stupid he may seem, he is pretty damn smart and has a keen eye. Seeing the blood under Aries’s nails and vaguely remembering how much he was scratching himself earlier, it doesn’t take a genius to make connections. Cal stood up straight, his smile fading as he still took shallow breaths. “You haven’t been… hurting yourself… have you?” Cal took a deep breath and sighed. “Well okay so that is something that we will need to talk about later. As much as I don’t like the idea of you doing that.” Cal rubbed the bridge of his nose gently but still gave a smile. “Look, I won’t pressure you into coming back with me but…” Cal chuckled faintly, his words drifting off as he broke eye contact with the man. “If you want to stay behind… If you wanted ta stay, I would too.” Cal gave a soft smirk as he made eye contact yet again. “Only cause you’ll need my jokes and my irresistible charm and all!~ And because man, this whole damn trip would be meaningless if you didn’t come with me! The other need ya, you dumbass. I needja.” Cal gave out a small sigh. If this didn’t convince Aries… Cal honestly had no idea what else Cal could do. “I’ll go with ya man, but for once I am begging you, please don’t let us miss the train.” |
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January 10th, ???? | 10:25-10:30 PM G.A.F. 'Khorne/Ariethous'/N.R.V. | 16/17 | AB/B+ | Male | Pain Adren/High Intel | Both | C Demi(HML)/Pan | Mentions; The Others(Ind. & Dir.) “Where's Ariethous?” -- Nabih looked at TJ in confusion before doing a quick headcount and realizing that, yes, indeed, Ariethous was nowhere to be seen… And to make matters worse- Nabih had no idea where he was. Did he go to the station? Did he get sidetracked? What happened? He hadn’t been planning for this- -- He took in a sharp breath, now wasn’t the time to get panicked over Ariethous. He could take care of himself, he knew that. He was the man that had literally punched Leroy without a second thought to it. He’d be fine. Focus on the others. -- “I’ll go find him. Axel if you could talk to Leroy that’d be great. He likes you a helluva lot more than me. If we alla gonna leave, I wanna make sure Aries and Leroy are there too. I ain’t leavin’ anyone behind.” -- Nabih nodded to Calvin, thankful that they would do that without him telling anyone. Less to come up with. His mind wrapped around the details he knew before looking back to the rest of the group. “Alright everyone. Tyler, Evie and I can help carry the stretcher. Axel, it would be helpful if you can talk to Leroy like Cal suggested. We’ll go to the station for now and buy the tickets for all eight of us. That’s about all we can do for now though. Alright, let’s get going everyone.” -- And with that, he went over to where the makeshift stretcher was and brought it over to where TJ and Ethan were, setting it down so that it would be easy to transfer Ethan onto the stretcher. -- It looked over when it heard the slightest of sounds coming from the direction it’d come from moments before. Calvin stood there, seemingly taking deep breaths. It stared at him, seeing his lips move but unable to hear him as the chanting grew louder, all agreeing on the word It now as to reach even louder volumes. -- It pushed harder with it’s scratching, it could feel some of the rings it wore also starting to rub against its scalp. It’s eyes looked over Calvin’s head towards the street behind him. It’s eyelids drooping slightly as it stared, zoning out for a mere second. -- “I got… worried about you. You can’t… You can’t… just run off... like that!! Not when we are... so close… to the cool escape mission we have planned!” -- It’s eyes snapped back to Calvin, a blank expression on its scarred face. It paused in the scratching, enough to where it’s hand actually came partially down. When it saw Calvin’s smile drop, the back of it’s mind decided it was lucky it was wearing long sleeves, had long hair that also covered most of it’s scarred face, and that the neck of it’s shirt covered most of it’s neck. -- It clung to his voice though- The voice that hadn’t chanted that it was just that; an it, over and over again. Trying to hear him, even with those same voices continuing to do just that which it hated. -- “You haven’t been… hurting yourself… have you?” It looked at Calvin for a moment before shaking it’s head, eyebrows furrowing. -- “Well okay so that is something that we will need to talk about later. As much as I don’t like the idea of you doing that. Look, I won’t pressure you into coming back with me but… If you want to stay behind… If you wanted ta stay, I would too.” -- Stay where? What was happening? Still no It either, what was Calvin playing at? -- “Only cause you’ll need my jokes and my irresistible charm and all!~ And because man, this whole damn trip would be meaningless if you didn’t come with me! The other need ya, you dumbass. I needja.” -- It’s eyebrows furrowed further. What? It took in a huffing breath, one that was almost like laughter though. Why was it laughing? How was that funny? -- “I’ll go with ya man, but for once I am begging you, please don’t let us miss the train.” -- Train? It’d heard a train just a few moments ago- It blinked at Calvin… Calvin seemed safe enough; and the voices didn’t seem as loud with him around… But what if… -- ‘Follow Loudmouth. Don’t speak in third person. Don’t speak in first person. Don’t ask him questions. Keep things simple. Go.’ -- A louder voice above the rest that were still chanting. It nodded, half to Cal and half to the voice in its head. -- “Can do. Let’s get going, Cal.” And with that, it moved past him and began walking. -- ‘Shoot him a smirk and a wink. He’ll think that’s something good.’ -- It turned it’s head back towards Cal, and gave a grinning smirk with a wink from its left eye, the less scarred one. And then it turned and began walking again, sticking it’s hands into it’s jacket’s pockets as instructed from the loudest voice. That one seemed pretty smart, at least, not just repeating what it was over and over again. |
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January 10th =========================== Tyler 'TJ' Jacobson/16/O+/Male/Spotted Hyena/Mono/Bisexual/Mentions: General =========================== Oh, good, Nabih was dealing with the whole 'people' situation. With Ethan still practically catatonic, Tyler reached out slowly towards him, still talking softly. "Over here, this is just a little thing to carry you off. To the train, remember? We're gonna be getting out of here. Off to the big city, right? Gonna ride off into the sunset, modern-day cowboys we are. Not much farther, either. So I'm gonna just shift you over on to this here platform, and them me, Nabih, and Evie are gonna carry you off. No more touching than necessary, m'kay? Signal if you don't feel comfortable, alright?" As he said that last sentence, Tyler finally actually touched Ethan, as gently as possible. He was moving as slowly as he dared, trying not to spook the kitten as he went. "S'all okay. Ain't noone tryin'a hurtcha, over you go." Tyler did his best to shift the still unresponsive Ethan over onto the makeshift seat, and grabbed the frame directly in front of him, all while still facing Ethan. "Still good?" =========================== Tyler really hates having to deal with trauma. He's not qualified, damnit! Everything he's doing has just a guess based on gut feelings! How was this working?! Relax, relax, relax. Calm down, stay calm, he'll panic more if you stop looking calm. Why was he the one dealing with this? Anyone else would be better, would be better known and more trusted than he was. Again, this was the most he'd ever spoken in front of the whole group. Not important right now, Tyler was already doing it, so it didn't matter right now. Later, he can think about this all later. "Still good? 'Cause we're gonna have to pick you up. Congratulations, you get to be the emperor for a day. One of them all-powerful, divine-right-having god-kings. Only a day, though, so you don't get a big head. Wouldn't wanna become some epitomy of ego, yeah?" |
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January 10th, ??? / 10:15-10:30 Leroy Hall/Ethan Brimstone 16/B-/O/Male/Water/Aura Sensing/Both/Pansexual/Gay Ethan flinched when TJ moved him, but he didn't fight. He was slowly, very slowly, returning to his senses. The soft talking and small motions were helping. By the time he was on the make-shift stretcher, E had managed to grab a hold of his mind and was taking deep breaths, careful not to move too much as he did so. Both his ankle and arm were on fire, and his side and shoulder both hurt pretty badly too. Still, he managed a very weak smile at Tyler's joke, trying to show how grateful he was for the help. Axel nodded in response to both Nabih and Calvin. They were right, he was probably the best person to talk to Leroy, even if he was still a little scared at the moment. "R-right, okay." Axel agreed, walking over to Leroy and stopping at arms length. It was best to stay away, he thought, just in case. Yet, as he looked closer, the sickly boy realized Leroy didn't actually look threatening at all. He looked... upset. Yes, upset, but not in the angry way Axel had been expecting. No, he looked sad. Hurt even. Not angry. "H-hey, Leroy," Axel said softly, earning no reaction from the larger male. "U-um, it's okay. W-we forgive you f-for... lashing out. P-please come back, w-we have to go." "Fuck off." Leroy's voice was hoarse, almost as though he had been crying, or, Axel realized, was about to cry. "L-Leroy, we r-really have to-" "I said, fuck off!" Leroy looked up, eyes filled with an emotion that Axel couldn't quite place. "I'm going home." "Y- W-what?! N-no! You said y-you would come w-with us! W-we have to g-go!" Leroy looked up at Axel, dead serious and speaking loud enough so the others could hear. "Do you really want me to come?" "Y-yes, I-"
"No, do you really want me to come? All I do is fuck things up and hurt people, none of you like me, and don't even try to say you do. Because you, Axel, you're scared of me, so is Ethan. Aries quite obviously hates me, Tyler is quieter about it but he still gives me looks enough to tell, and Eva pisses me off on purpose. Nabih and Calvin are the only ones that don't outwardly show that they don't really like me, and I don't have any doubt that they hate me too. You know why? Because I hurt people. Look at E, damn it! I did that! I did that and I didn't even realize it! I'm not coming with you, I'm going home and you all can be happier and more pleasant without me." Axel stared at Leroy for a long time, eyes wide and bright with tears. "Oh, L-Leroy..." He breathed. Was that what all of this was about? Did Leroy feel like he wasn't needed or was unwanted? "N-no, we need y-you, we really do." "For what, Axel? To ruin every good moment?" "N-no. To protect u-us." That caught Leroy off guard, he looked at Axel in confusion. He had quite literally just run Ethan over and attacked Aries and Axel wanted him to protect them? "Y-you're probably the s-strongest person here, L-Leroy, and you do c-care about us. I-I know you do, d-deep down. You'll p-protect us if needed." He looked to the others for support. He knew for a fact that he couldn't convince Leroy alone. He was going to need backup. |
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January 10th =========================== Tyler 'TJ' Jacobson/16/O+/Male/Spotted Hyena/Mono/Bisexual/Mentions: General =========================== "Alrighty then, up you get." Tyler shifts his feet underneath himself and stands up, taking his end of the frame with him. (Just assuming Nabih & Evie have grabbed on already, because do we really need two other posts to display that?) Ethan was not a heavy person. "Christ, you half elf owl, Kitten?" That was not a healthy weight for his size. Tyler had certainly never been that light at Ethan's size, though he'd also never been a stickbug before. "Need a Big Mac. Or fifty." Wasn't much farther now, anyway. He could hear the train. "Train sounds like it's here." They were close enough, so they probably wouldn't miss it. The group arrives, in short order, at the ticket booth. It was surprisingly well-maintained, at least relative to the rest of the town. =========================== The station itself was mostly brick and mortar, with concrete floors. A few clocks, all analog, hung along the walls. At least two of the ones he could read from here were assuredly off by hours. The train was visible through the station, sitting pretty on the open-air tracks. It was clearly an older model, what with the peeling paint and rust along the edges. What little color remained was a washed-out grey and off-red tone more reminiscent of unsaturated pink. It had clearly just gotten into the station, so they didn't have too long to get the tickets and board, but there should be enough. The guy manning the booth was clearly both confused and concerned about the group of teenagers carrying another, obviously injured, kid between them. Tyler tosses his head towards Nabih as he resettles his grip along the frame. |
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