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I'll have to do some thinking. Mimic would make a good villain for Devika to deal with and showcase her skills.
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*sigh* No clue what to do with Devika/Kumari at the moment...
Jin said nothing while the healing was going on. She didn't want to hear Korlash's cries of pain, and found herself quietly humming a child's song under her breath. That was enough to distract her somewhat, but she was still angry. She'd told him his wounds would get worse, and he hadn't listened. When all was done, and Korlash made his way to her, she said nothing. Then his hand touched her back, and she let out a silent sigh. He didn't understand at all, did he? He was telling her to calm down, and yet he hadn't even accepted why she was actually upset. It was less the fact that he had nearly died, and more the fact that he expected her to not feel horrible about that. He expected her to leave, to act like she didn't care for him.
In truth, it felt more like he did not care for her, in some twisted way.
She did not move until she felt the even sound of his breathing. Slowly extracting herself from under his hand, she found an unused blanket in the corner, and spread it over Korlash. Then she curled up near him, so that her back was against his side. She fell into an uneasy sleep that was filled with an old nightmare.
In truth, it felt more like he did not care for her, in some twisted way.
She did not move until she felt the even sound of his breathing. Slowly extracting herself from under his hand, she found an unused blanket in the corner, and spread it over Korlash. Then she curled up near him, so that her back was against his side. She fell into an uneasy sleep that was filled with an old nightmare.
sorry i haven't responded yet. mentally fried and physically... ugh.
...Jin may try to befriend Jason before she warms up to anyone else. Besides the odd coincidence that they're both half-Japanese, Jin's brother is gay. She'll probably offer to break all the windows in his parents' house, or put sand in their engine, or something. Give her a toolbox and an hour, she could probably rig something to leave the driver stranded somewhere on the road an hour later. *grin* She's very good at what she does.
Jin's comment about Korlash eating the wrong mushroom is basically her saying that he's on drugs and shouldn't be trusted.
Jin narrowed her eyes at him, looking angry enough to say something nasty. "I am staying here. Do not argue." She leaned over and gave him a hard tug on the ear, like a goblin mother reprimanding her young. "I am not leaving you. You hear me?" She wiped her dirty arm across her eyes, which were rather red from crying. To the elder, she inclined her head deeply, respectfully as she could. Her shirt was still gone, revealing the ritual scars on either side of her stomach. "Thank you for your help, elder one." She jerked her thumb at Korlash. "This one will try to act as if he is helping you. In truth he has had the wrong mushrooms. He thinks he knows a person's heart better than they know it themselves. But mostly he is only serving his own feelings." She glared at him, but she was starting to cry again. "Help him. I will sleep." With that, she found a corner of the healer's home, and lay down on the ground in a tight ball.
Oh geez, that really sucks! >_< I'm sorry.
A blue sports car pulled up to the curb outside the counseling center. As it idled, the window rolled down an inch as a pair of dark, wary eyes looked over the unimpressive building. The window slid back up, and the eyes turned to stare accusingly at the driver.
"This is it? This is what you're abandoning me to?" The young woman's voice was sharp, despite the obvious youth of her tone. She was obviously restraining a lot of anger.
"Jinny..."
"Jin. My name is Jin. I'm not a little kid anymore, Chance."
Her adoptive brother gave her a worried glance, looking at her with searching gray eyes. "I know. That's what worries me most. I... I don't want to lose you to jail, Jin. Trust me, I get the whole 'fuck the world' teenage attitude, but..." He looked away, but not before tears started to glisten in his eyes. "I'm worried. You don't sleep, when you think no one's looking, your hands shake, and... I know the nightmares are getting worse."
Jin let out a soft little grunt of dissent, but couldn't bring the lie to her lips. She could only look away as well. It made her a little sick inside that she was making him cry.
"I don't want you to hurt, Jin." He sighed, subtly wiping at his eyes. "If you can't talk to me, and you refuse to see the therapist like I'm asking you... maybe this'll help." He gave her a steady look, then leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "You may not be a kid anymore, but I'm still gonna protect you. Even from yourself. Just... try, okay?"
Jin leaned into him slightly, her tough persona bending for a few moments as she rested her forehead against his shoulder. She wished that she could tell him how she felt, but it was so much emotion, and it was so constant. He'd done so much for her already. Why put more on him? "I'll do my best." She got out of the car, donning a thick purple hoodie over her pink layered top. Flipping up the hood, she headed inside.
"This is it? This is what you're abandoning me to?" The young woman's voice was sharp, despite the obvious youth of her tone. She was obviously restraining a lot of anger.
"Jinny..."
"Jin. My name is Jin. I'm not a little kid anymore, Chance."
Her adoptive brother gave her a worried glance, looking at her with searching gray eyes. "I know. That's what worries me most. I... I don't want to lose you to jail, Jin. Trust me, I get the whole 'fuck the world' teenage attitude, but..." He looked away, but not before tears started to glisten in his eyes. "I'm worried. You don't sleep, when you think no one's looking, your hands shake, and... I know the nightmares are getting worse."
Jin let out a soft little grunt of dissent, but couldn't bring the lie to her lips. She could only look away as well. It made her a little sick inside that she was making him cry.
"I don't want you to hurt, Jin." He sighed, subtly wiping at his eyes. "If you can't talk to me, and you refuse to see the therapist like I'm asking you... maybe this'll help." He gave her a steady look, then leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "You may not be a kid anymore, but I'm still gonna protect you. Even from yourself. Just... try, okay?"
Jin leaned into him slightly, her tough persona bending for a few moments as she rested her forehead against his shoulder. She wished that she could tell him how she felt, but it was so much emotion, and it was so constant. He'd done so much for her already. Why put more on him? "I'll do my best." She got out of the car, donning a thick purple hoodie over her pink layered top. Flipping up the hood, she headed inside.
Jin said nothing at all. She simply started to carefully help Korlash through the woods. She was upset, and scared, and she didn't want to listen to him try and give up his own life. Although she couldn't word it, she knew that it would be a betrayal of his compassion for her, and his kindness when no one else had helped her. Now there was no one to help him, and he expected her to just leave? What was wrong with him? Did her feelings mean nothing at all?
"'B'ak daer..." She growled under her breath, her jaw clenched. There was fury and fear mingled in her eyes. "I care if you die. You had trouble for my sake. And my heart is cold? I would leave my friend to die alone?" She would have kicked him if he wasn't already in so much pain. She might save it for when he was better. "Fool." She drew a hand across her face and continued on.
Sniffing the air, she knew the village was getting closer. Finally, she spotted the slim figures of elven guards, both with thin, elegant swords. They looked at her with eyes of distrust. "Please. Help." She approached the guard slowly, and whispered the words that Korlash had told her. In her fear, she probably botched a few pronunciations. But there were fresh tears starting to drip down her face.
"'B'ak daer..." She growled under her breath, her jaw clenched. There was fury and fear mingled in her eyes. "I care if you die. You had trouble for my sake. And my heart is cold? I would leave my friend to die alone?" She would have kicked him if he wasn't already in so much pain. She might save it for when he was better. "Fool." She drew a hand across her face and continued on.
Sniffing the air, she knew the village was getting closer. Finally, she spotted the slim figures of elven guards, both with thin, elegant swords. They looked at her with eyes of distrust. "Please. Help." She approached the guard slowly, and whispered the words that Korlash had told her. In her fear, she probably botched a few pronunciations. But there were fresh tears starting to drip down her face.
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