F R E E D O M

- ̗̀ * ( Gavin Leatherwood / cis male / he/him )   —  did ( Austin Powell ) just enter the province ? the ( twenty one ) year old has been around for ( a month ) . around here, they find some peace as a ( nomad ). their peers have mentioned they can be ( sweet & friendly ), but also ( cowardly & aloof ). will they let the province change them ? ( SP / 21 / pst ) * ̖́-

an arrow to the leg made for a messy station, and that’s exactly what had came through today. her ears are still ringing from the pour guy’s yelling. she drags a rag over the stainless table, sighing softly as it turned red and soaked. she turns, eyes on the ground until she collides with someone, and her blood drenched towel presses into them.  “ oh crap, i’m so —-  i’m sorry, this isn’t . . sorry. here. “  she turns quickly, moving to discard the dirty one for one unused and she hands it over.

Austin had the ability to be in any place, doing absolutely anything, yet think about nothing. That was an odd quality in this time. Sometimes he’d start walking and end up at his destination with no recollection of actually getting there. Some may say he had a memory issue, but he thinks it’s a superpower. And that is exactly what he was doing when he was walking passed the medical station.

Bumping into someone and feeling something warm, wet, and sticky against his arm made him audibly sound his disgust. He frowned, but it vanished when he saw the vaguely disgruntled girl in front of him. “Oh don’t worry, that’s okay. It’s my fault anyway.” He said, trying to wipe the blood off his arm, but only managing to spear it around further. He looked at his now bloodied hand in defeat and then turned to grab her a clean towel with his other hand. “Here you are, fresh and ready to go!”

[ GIDEON JENSEN ]

the girl groaned slightly before rubbing her eyes as she stepped towards him. “what makes you think i would be able to help with an animal? i’m a nurse!” she said to him quietly before nodding as she dug into a drawer and pulled one out. “lets go.”

“Animals are basically people, they have feelings and stuff. They just can’t talk.” He said, turning around and heading back to his room. “And it may be hurt? It woke me up and scared me so I threw a pillow at it. Not sure if I hit it though.” Austin was reluctant to say that last bit because he felt bad and thought she may judge him.

“it’s three o’clock in the morning –– you better have a damn good reason for waking me up.” gideon said as she rubbed her eyes and walked out of her room. “you have three seconds to speak.” it was a pointless threat, even if she wasn’t super tired, gideon wouldn’t have done anything.

“Hey!” Austin said in a hushed voice, crouched down near the entrance to her room. “Yeah, I know. That’s why I came to get you. I think there’s some kind of animal in my room! I left the window open and now shit is falling over and there’s rustling... it’s dark so I can’t see.” He sighed. “You got a flashlight?”