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Ambrose grins as she heads off. "Good decision." He comments, settling in for the ride. He looks around as she walks. Something seemed off to him, but he didn't pay much attention to the feeling. He wasn't much of a fighter, so if it came to that, he would probably lose. But he could shout pretty loudly. If she got fiesty he could call for help...maybe someone stronger would come to his aid.

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Misha takes off, edging into the woods with her nose upturned. She was wary of this Rabin boy, but she tried to play off just how on edge she was. Once she reached a decent distance out of camp, she shoved him aside. "Alright, lemme have a little peace." She slipped into the bushes and shuffled at the branches. If I'm going to get him, this is the time. Instead, she continued pretending to be innocent and emerged again, staring at him. "Did you expect me to turn on you yet?"

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"Nope," she said with a haughty huff. "You'll do. Let's get this show on the road." She starts off in the direction of the woods, mind racing just beyond her steady face. She wasn't sure if she wanted to fight him. It certainly seemed sure to have an unpleasant outcome. Maybe I just piss him off until he forgets I looked suspicious.

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Misha raises her brows. "Sheriff, huh?" she tested, suppressing a mocking laugh. She waved her hands at him. "Well, mister cop, I was just innocently relieving myself." She paused. "Unless you wanna hassle me about that, too," she added.

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Misha flinched at the sudden - admittedly slight - weight on her shoulder. She froze in place. Time to play it off... like a pro. She snorted and batted her hand at him. "Am I not allowed a little privacy?" she demanded, her voice tinged with a false exasperation. She gestured to the woods. "You act like I'm doin' something suspicious."

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Bright swathes of midday light filtered through shadows of crumbling leaves and bare branches above the tense map of the Rabin camp. Misha contained her thoughts and rampaging emotions behind a bitter scowl, poised and defensive. I'm a damn traitor, she thought with a pang of rage at her own lack of resolve. The second her fawning puppy dog eyes caught a glimpse of Kianna, she melted into childish emotion. Did she care about her? Sure. Did she care about the Broms more? She hoped so. The Rabins were sparse at this time of the day, distracted with their duties or caught up in their own, personal emotional turmoil. From her perch near one of the fires - barely lit, now just a faintly burning pit of ash and coal - she regarded the watchful eyes of the hostile teens. Clear enough. She narrowed her eyes and slowly brought herself to her feet. If anyone asks, I'm going to find somewhere to pee, she decided as she crept with silent footsteps and catlike secrecy towards whatever facility stored the Rabin food supply.

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Kianna eyes Misha as she spoke. It was worth it... getting to see you, she thought to herself. "I'm glad we got to see each other though. I've missed you." Her voice was barely audible, as she turned her attention back to the fire. She felt nervous being so open, especially in camp with the others.

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Misha glanced over at Kianna, pausing for a brief moment to take in the moment of vulnerability. I hope she knows.. I feel the same. She struggled to find the words to express herself; instead, she simply gave a short sigh and nodded. Her eyes fell to her boots. "Hopefully we can run into each other again soon. You can beat me up, I'll call you names.." She glanced up and smirked. "The usual."

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"Yeah. Friends." Kianna chuckles sarcastically. "I don't know most of them very well. Amelia is okay, Ambrose too. I just stick to myself." She shrugs momentarily before holding the tea cup. She eyes its contents, not really aiming to drink it. She set the cup back down and glanced at Misha. "You won't be here for long probably. We don't need extra mouths to feed." Kianna spoke lowly.

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Misha cocked her head and pursed her lips. "Aw, you don't want to keep me around?" She snorted. "Nah, I'll be glad to get back. I hope you got what you wanted outta me." She winced as she rubbed her shoulder, still sore from being yanked by Brick's lumbering gorilla form. "Hope it was all worth the effort to bring me back here."

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"I don't think he cares. I don't know him very well. He's new." Kianna waves her hand dismissively in the air. "Aya makes teas sometimes but I never really drink any. She mighy have taught him something." Kianna glances hesitantly at Misha, her stomach tied in knots from their close interaction. She would probably go off into the forest and find somewhere to sleep after all this. She was so tired from this. From everything.

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Misha glanced over at Brick - and Ambrose, now that he was also sitting there. She looked them over with an air of suspicion, entirely wary of their presence. I'm still a prisoner, huh?. She rolled her eyes. "Glad to see you're making lots of friends here," she said sarcastically, giving Kianna an uneasy look.