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    1. Fionraella 10 yrs ago

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Fabine smirks slightly. "And how do you think Sacha would react to you killing me?" His eyes gleam wickedly. "You know, she probably doesn't even know you exist. Maybe you should kill me. Then perhaps your little crush will finally see you." He glares at Jayden. "I'm the one in charge here Jayden, not her. You stop right there and do not move. Sacha dies today whether or not this pathetic excuse for a Rabin wants her to."
As the nurses wheel Dem away, he passes unconscious. They quickly get him into surgery where the reset his shoulder the best they can. The cut away dying muscle and stitch his arm up, before putting it in a thick cast. He would need four more surgeries once he was in better condition, but for now that was all they could do.
Sacha blinks as Jayden leaves her. She glances at Fabine to shout at him angrily, but clamps her mouth shut, seeing Selena. She huffs a bit, not seeing anyone else nearby, "She should have brought more people.." she mumbles, before inspecting her arm quickly. The sound didn't seem too deep and the bleeding had stopped. She clenches her fist, testing it before turning her attention back to the two Broms and Selena.
Dem forces his eyes open and locks eyes with Paisley. Oh. My rescuer's actually really pretty. Damn that makes it harder. Now I absolutely can't die! He then looks up at the ceiling and watches the lights whiz by overhead. He looks at the nurses before feeling his eyes growing heavy. The adrenaline was slowly leaving his body, and his arm was beginning to burn, even worse than before. He moans quietly in pain.
Dem smiles slightly at that. "Who'd guess my brother would be a leader..." He mutters to himself, unable to keep the proud feeling from entering his brain. He then falls silent, deciding to do as she asked. Dying now would be very insulting. She brought him all the way to the hospital and everything...if he died, all her effort would be for nothing.
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Paisley smirked slightly as she neared the end of the forest, "No problem." She slowed and shifted his position, trying to make it more comfortable for both of them. She then took off again. Her breathing came heavy and her feet dragged as they exited the forest and town was in sight. Paisley's shoulder was throbbing violently at this point but she kept quiet because the boy had it much worse than her. He would be lucky to keep his arm.


Dem exhales softly. "Do...do you know of my brother?" He asks, deciding he had to know for sure what had become of Fabine. "His name is Fabine. Looks like me, but older, and his eyes are more green than mine." He coughs and more blood pulses from the sound, eliciting a groan from Dem as he stops talking. he tries moving his fingers, but finds his muscles not listening. He then remembers his broken shoulder and hopes wherever they are going can help him.
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Selena slowly crept up behind the fighters, watching steadily as Jayden attacked Sacha. She had to stop this. But how? That's when she noticed Fabine monologuing, as per usual. She slowly moved up behind him, her feet silent against the forest floor. She steadied herself, a few metres behind Fabine, ready to strike. In one quick movement she lunged forward, grabbing him around the neck and holding on tightly, her dagger pressed against his throat.
"Move and you die," She snarled into his ear, "Now call off your Brom."


Fabine scoffs, smirking slightly. "Do I though?" He rolls his eyes. "Jayden! Back off." He calls out to his fellow Brom. He doesn't wait to see if his Brawler listens before laughing. "I recognize that voice. You're Selena right?" He begins slowly raising his voice for Sacha to hear. "You're awfully far from camp. And without a patrol group as well! I'm guessing here, correct me if I'm wrong, but you followed Sacha out here all on your own? Now, why would you ever do such a stupid thing. Unless...." Fabine mockingly gasps, and lowers his voice back to a whisper. "Do you love your leader Selena? The girl who can't lead a grain of salt?"
Destin nods. "Yeah most definitely would be. Oh that's the worst!" He giggles a bit. "Fabine always shouts when he's told to rest. Apparently restng to him is like a nap. Pointless." He shakes his head, resting his head on her knee, forgetting they were enemies. He nods. "No...I could never imagine hurting anyone...What about you?" He asks, looking up at her.
Destin lifts his head a bit. He sighs. "It's hard when there's a fight. When multiple people need help and you have to decide who to help. that's the worst." His eyes widen and he stiffens a bit under her hand. "No. I would never hurt anyone..." He shakes his head firmly. "I use it to cut up herbs and crush pills if I need to. It's also for show. But I would never actually use it."
Destin shrugs and then nods, grinning. "A house would be super neat!" He nods slowly. "So do the Broms! My tent's the biggest...We could probably fit like...two more people in there, but we only have me for a healer right now..." He chuckles and stretches, curling up so his back was resting against her leg as he nods. "The Broms either!"
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