#legendscried

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Kytes: A.... a what?

Reno: A nithing pole. Its a dead horse on a stick and you curse people you don't like with it.

Kytes: Oh... you said nithing pole.

Reno:

Kytes:

Reno:

Kytes:

'Neosporin' totally sounds like some kind of painkiller, but I'm sure if there were pills with her name, they would give headaches instead LMAO

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For a moment Jinx was actually distracted by those golden eyes. It wasn’t something she’d seen often before if at all, and it made her think of some old story she’d heard about…something. A dragon maybe? Some big magic cat thing? She wasn’t sure. It was a distant half memory at best, but all the same those eyes caught her attention. That hand on her arm made her eyes narrow for just a second as though trying to tell if he was going to try something, or not. With him just being gentle though, and not yelling or demanding she leave or anything else Jinx relaxed.

Maybe she’d try being nice for once. Even if he was on the wrong side of the river and practically a traitor… maybe he’d not had much of a choice, and maybe he could be brought back to the right side of the bridge.

“Well of course you do. I enjoy my work too!” Casually she pulled out a chomper albeit one filled with paint and tossed it onto the table. The pin was still in and it wasn’t moving or anything. “I make my own stuff. It’s fun. Made those little flying firelights that went boom too. That doesn't mean you don't still deserve some appreciation though. We all do.”

His comment about trouble actually made her start to giggle and she shook her head. “Oh you’re funny! Ohhh that’s grreat Vik.” Casually she hugged him with that arm around his shoulders. “Not like you all don’t want me in a cage, or dead already… or, is it them that want me caged?” Purple eyes studying Viktor there was a particular intensity to them, and curiosity.

Some wolfhawk art for @legendscried‘s birthday ( ͡❛ ᴗ ͡❛)

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Watching Rune for a moment Jinx blinked in surprise seeing the gemstones just casually spit out, and leaned down a bit curious as to what kind of gemstones they were and not at all what they’d tasted like of course if they were useful ones or just pretty ones. With them getting wrapped up in a cloth however she mentally shrugged not quite curious enough right now to try to take them particularly as she was more interested in what answer he might give to her question. If any. It wasn’t as though most people particularly ones she didn’t know enjoyed humoring her questions.

If there was a table, or counter or tree branch or something else higher up to sit on Jinx would do so. Otherwise she’d just sit down, and sprawl out over whatever was available. Hearing his question her facial expressions shifted a bit. Lips pulling into a little smile her eyes flickered away as Jinx let out a little chuckling laugh most thought was real. If Silco had been there however he’d have known it was at best from nervousness, and at worse fake. “Of course I see and hear stuff. I see and hear you just fine. Pfhh. People say I ask strange questions.” As though she was just going to tell a stranger she barely knew anything about what she heard and saw. It did make her wonder though.

Another cold night, and getting colder...

His breath was visible with a deep exhale, and his body shivered just a little even with a winter jacket, starting at his legs and working their way up. He was used to that though. He was almost always cold when the season turned.

Brows were knitted with worry, thoughts tumultuous behind his eyes. He hated to see Reno cry. He hated when he was in pain.

He'd slip back to bed with his mate soon, and he'd do what he could to help him feel better, but what he at least hoped was better sense told him he shouldn't try to solve all of this by himself.

A lesson that he'd had a hard time learning, when Angzirem first took him in, but one he'd taken to heart once it stuck.

His leg bounced a bit, partly nervous tic, partly from the cold, as he sat out on the balcony with his phone, opening up his messages to the rest of the pack.

Reno might've thought no one else would care if he was gone, but he didn't believe that to be the truth. Not after all he'd seen and done with the pack. Not after they'd all worked together to avenge him when he'd been at his most vulnerable.

They'd miss him too, right...?

He sent the same thing to each of them, Rhys and Thalreth, Kane, Laowellyn...

They would come through, right?

[When you have the time, can you come over? Reno's really hurting inside and I don't think I'm enough to make it better. I think he really needs his pack behind him right now and to know we have his back and we care about him. I'll keep an eye on him til then but I think he needs all of us, not just me.]

They probably wouldn't see it until morning, but at least it was sent, closing out his phone and breathing a heavy sigh.

He sat with his uncertainty for a few minutes more, part of him wondering if he was doing the right thing, wondering if Reno would just get mad at him for drawing attention, but the others were always kind to him, and they stepped up to defend Reno when it mattered before without trying to force him out or take over his rank.

He just had to have faith they'd do so again now.