[centre][color=00a651][i][h3]Connor[/h3][/i][/color]

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Location: The woods
Interacting with:[@Vicier][/centre]

It bemused Connor that Kaylee's words seemed to follow his thoughts. [color=8dc73f]"from a young age, I've been taught that my mind is my weapon. I was taught to hone it, and use it like the edge of a sword. Perhaps that is why"[/color] he said, before she ran her fingers over his cheek. He did not think his face could become any redder then it was, but it seemed his faced warmed even more then it had previously.

This girl was, potentially, dangerous. She seemed to use flirting second naturedly, and was very aware of the effect she had on people. Connor realized for the first time that he could fall for someone. His life had already taken one sharp turn from what he thought it would be, was he ready for another one? He didn't know. 

He had already offered, and was obligated to follow through. Besides, he found Kaylee curious and wanted to find out more about her. [color=8dc73f]"oh, uh, um"[/color] for a brief moment he seemed incapable of speech, and he cleared his throat once, twice, three times before trying again, [color=8dc73f]"this way"[/color] he managed, pushing the glasses he wore more out of habit then necessity these days up his nose as he turned to lead the way back to his camp. 

It didn't take long, but Connor was very aware that, even if the offer had been platonic, he was leading a girl to what was his home, even if it was just a bed, a truck and a fair, for the first time in his life. What followed was an intense, inner monologue with himself as he tried to process this. It did not result in anything but left him confused. 

[color=8dc73f]"it's not much, but I haven't been able to make myself go into town yet and find something a bit more permanent"[/color] he said, seeming to have regained his composure as he grabbed another shirt, exactly like the one he had offered Kaylee but red instead of green, pulling it over his head, before crouching and lighting his fire. Over the last few weeks he had become efficient making them, his first few attempts were dreadful but now it was almost second nature. 

He quickly located water, and taking out a box that was perhaps Connor's only vice, only connection to a normal teenager his age, which was filled with various snacks, chips, biscuits and chocolates. Anything else would take too long to cook, as the fire needed to warm for a time. He looked to Kaylee and said [color=8dc73f]"feel free to sit anywhere, and help yourself to what's around"[/color]

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[centre][color=bc8dbf][i][h3]Cassandra[/h3][/i][/color]

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Location: Red Lake
[@BlackPanther]
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She knew that they had had worse, had seen it, had experienced it herself, but she still flinched. Hissing out a breath, she approached, knowing that if the wounds would heal, they needed to be cleaned first. [color=f6989d]"do you have any water? they should be washed"[/color] she said, digging her hands into her pockets, and coming out with a rag she used with her guitar, which was fairly clean. [color=f6989d]"we'll wash them clean, and I'd say bandage it, but once it's clean I imagine they will heal quickly so why waste the bandages?"[/color] she said, keeping her voice calm, despite the fact she wanted to hunt their parents down and destroy them. 

She gave a soft sigh, [color=8dc73f]"I won't tell anyone, but I'm taking you home with me, even if I have to push you both there"[/color] 

There was no point going to the police, she knew that-what would they say when the wounds healed within a day? But she would damn well make sure it didn't happen again.