Merit & Tim keep watch while listening to the others snoring in thier sleep. Jaws too, is snorring beside the dying camp fire.
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Ben is still asleep--dreaming of only odd knows what...
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Nomad looks at Jet--who's crouched nearby the little fire.
Nomad: Hey Jet, you like fish? *holds up the limp trout in his hand*
Jet: Whats that?
Nomad: Oh goodness me--dont tell me you've never tried fish before? *pokes a stick through the fish & sets it over the fire to cook*
Jet: Smells funny... *eyes the fish--puzzled*
Nomad: Thats normal *takes a seat next to Jet on the floor* fish stink--but they taste great when they've been cooked.
Jet: *smiles & scoots closer to Nomad--leaning on him*
Nomad: (such a sweet kid--who ever looks after her has got to be worried sick) .... Jet? Can I ask who takes care of you?
Jet: *looks up at Nomad nervously* ........ *swallows hard & looks away as her eyes start to shine with tears*
Nomad: Jet *puts an arm around her* ..you okay? Whats wrong?
Jet: *says very quietly* nobody... *Sniff*
Nomad: Hm? What was that?
Jet: .....
Nomad: Jeteal? Can you talk to me dear? *hugs*
Jet: *sniff* ..nobody does--they left me *sobs*
Nomad: What? *looks at the child, clearly a bit shocked* Your kidding me--who left you?
Jet: *simply shakes her head with her eyes closed tight*
Nomad: Its okay Jet...it going to be alright.. *strokes her forehead*
Jet: but..but *sniff* nobody.. *sobs again*
Nomad: *holds Jeteal, thining to himself as he watches the tears roll down her cheaks* (How could someone just leave her? To do that is just heartless...but what if they had to?) .....Jet, please, can you answer me something?
Jet: *nods*
Nomad: Did they say why they left you--or tell you anything at all when they left you?
Jet: *sniff* Th-they where mean to me..He told me to sh-shut up & th-they started to leave--but I-I tried *sniff* to follw them be-because *cries for a moment but stops* ..because I didn't want to be alone...
Nomad: *dismayed* But...how did you end up in that slig camp?
Jet: They tied me to a tree so I wouldn't follow them.. *sniff*..then the sligs found me & tied me up in thier camp... *starts crying again* I-I dont wanna talk any *sniff* more..
Nomad: alright..alright Jeteal--I wont make you *hugs her* (Alright, this is too confusing) *looks at Jet worriedly--who's sobbing into his arms again* (well...taking care of kids cant be all that hard can it?) Jeteal, would you like it if I took care of you?
Jet: *looks up at him just before flinging her arms tightly around his neck* You-you'd want me? *tears start to go away*
Nomad: *Jet's grip is apearently too tight* uh--Jeteal, dear--I cant breethe..
Jet: Oh! *lets go* Sorry!
Nomad: Perfectly alright Jeteal--of coarse, I'd love to take care of you *smiles*
((OCC: Sorry for the huge post! That part with Nomad & Jet was hard for me to write in a short post))
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