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    1. Fionraella 10 yrs ago

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@Fionraella Misha held her hands in front of her in an attempt at a calming gesture. She narrowed her eyes and peered inside the tent. "Ok, ok, ok..." she mumbled, trying to stall before he reached full panic mode - though she assumed he was already pretty much there. She cleared her throat and straightened her spine. Gotta look like I have a handle on this. Gotta seem like I know what I'm talking about. "First of all, we need to figure out what happened." She looked around, a bit frantic. "So, uh.. What do you think happened?"


Destin looks at her with wide eyes before rushing into the tent "I have to find something to save!" He says, covering his nose and mouth with a handy dandy handkerchief. He heads into the herb stores and begins tossing them out. All were black and emitting a small amount of smoke, obivously burned. Somehow. He whimpers as he walks out a short bit later to get a breath. "There's nothing left."
@Fionraella Misha's brilliant iceberg eyes glinted in faint abandon, reflecting off of the dying light of the fall... season. Her eyebrows jiggled. She ran delicate fingers through the matted hair, glimmering from grease and sweat and stuff. The wind punched her in the neck, metaphorically speaking.
[HAPPY NOW??]
She kept her distance, narrowing her eyes at his look of horror. "What is it?"


Destin steps back, his eyes clouding over. "My entire herb stash is destroyed..." He looks sadly into his tent "Most of them were going to be for use over winter.." Biting his lip, he looks at Misha in panic. "What are we going to do?"
@Fionraella Misha laughed and scurried after him. "Oh, yes. We can go into town, sneak into some rich guy's home... and snag him." She made a grabbing motion. "Maybe if he fears for his life, he'll have better work ethic than me."


"You're horrible. What if he has a family? A kid! You would take some guy away from his family." Destin shakes his head as he goes into his tent, and instantly coughing as he enters. "Oh, no!" He hurries back into the herb stores, before stumbling back at the stench. "Misha...This is really ,really bad."
@Fionraella Misha gave a look of exaggerated sympathy. "Maybe you should build a robot to help you. Maybe you could.. um.. kidnap a doctor." She shrugged. "I'm running out of ideas."


"Kidnap someone!" Destin gasps, thinking she was serious. He crosses his arms at her. "You are a horrible person Misha! How dare you!" He shakes his head, walking towards his tent. "Come with me! You can help me now!" He orders, trying to look authoritative, but just looking super silly.
@Fionraella Misha shrugged. "Not sure. I don't have much to do, other than pester somebody to help me do manual labor." She yawned, leaning her palms on her knees. "That and curl up and take a nap."


Destin rolls his eyes. "No napping for you. I'm sure as heck not going to be napping. I gotta get cleaned up, check on what things I need more of...reorganize my tent again." He groans, thinking of all he had to do. "Seriously wish I had more help. More healers..anything really" He huffs softly.
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Misha smiled crookedly, patting his shoulder. "That's sweet. You really are still human." She considered his words and clenched her fists. "You know, if that guy ever finds you, I'll kick his ass. I'll straight up take him down. I'll protect you."

[she's like 5'2" and maybe 110 pounds rip misha too much rage for your tiny body]


Destin smiles at the pat and chuckles. "I actually do think most of us are. Not Fabine. He's 100% robot, trust me on that." He then sighs heavily. "Yeah well...good luck. He's got a gun. I wouldn't want you getting hurt or killed just to protect me.." He looks at her then shakes his head. "okay! So what next!"
Destin blinks at that. "My family was okay. But when my sister died, her boyfriend decided I was to blame. So he's been after me. Hasn't managed to catch me, but there is that fear." He hugs Misha again. "I'm sorry. But I think I love you, at least as well as I can with barely knowing you. I think I love most Broms. Even Fabine. I might be sad if he died."
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Destin sighs sadly. "Something can be said for teenagers who spend most of their days trying to figure out the next best way to kill each other.." he shakes his head. "It's hard to imagine being....normal I guess..." he looks at her sadly. "Did we lose our humanity when we figured out we weren't alone in this world? When we found more like us, did we become...animalistic? Are we all just killers under the surface?"
@xiaomiau
Destin laughs. "Do any of the Broms actually love anyone?" He asks curiously, trying to think back to the last time a fellow Brom even felt kindness towards abother human being. He couldn't think of any, but he could remember Fabine and Evelyn. Was what they had love? He shakes his head. Couldn't be.
Destin looks at her and shakes his head. "Nah. If you can survive a murderous mud pit I'm pretty sure you can handle whatever sickness passes through the camp. I'm worried about the stupid people. The ones not sleeping, eating, drinking enough. The ones going off alone. The ones getting injured and not seeing me. The ones getting a cold and not coming to me to take a look..."
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