Jack just silently listened to Alina from his place in the tree. He started to scramble up even higher, moving away from everyone. It was too strange, too confusing, too frustrating. Maybe he should've left the group to go on his own.
Kelly finished drinking after a few long moments. She swallowed down the water, feeling grateful. Of course, she wasn't going to say anything about her gratitude. These were still strangers. Armed strangers...She reminded herself as she eyed their apparent leader's weapon.
"Who're you?" She asked warily. She passed the now quite light canteen over to the stranger an wiped at her mouth with her too big sleeve. She reached up to pull her ragged straw hat down lower on her head, a sign of her nervousness. She had lowered her staff, though she kept her firm grip on it, knuckles white. She wouldn't able to take them, fight them off, not in her state. Not without putting her baby at risk, and that was not something she wanted to do.
Alina sat down. Might as well. This could take a while. She only regretted not having a sweettart to suck on while watching this drama unfold. She should have just left to found Kade when she had the chance. Now it would be weird if she left....Alina crossed her arms over her knees and sighed. She nodded at Jack, up in his tree, as if to say "I feel for ya, man."
Jack stayed crouched on his branch, bringing his knees up to his chest. He wasn't afraid of falling as he sat there precariously. He had spent too much time up in trees to be afraid of heights. He just sat there, looking down, watching the world with sharp blue eyes.
((Tee hee. ^-^))
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Rebel satyed up in the tree and didn't move, not wanting to be seen. He trained his bow on the other boy with the bow and arrow but watched teh scene below him, now and then glancing at the boy in the tree.
Chance stayed back, drawing her knife and eyeing the girl suspisiously,s eh didn't trust her. She stayed back and didn't come forward for show herself.
Jack stayed high in the tree, keeping his eyes on the figure that still lay hidden in the branches. Apparently, he had missed. That fact caused his stomach to curl a little. He never missed. But he said nothing. He just sat in dark silence.
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((ever wished you could fly by blowing a huge bubble of gum? .....
((Actually, no. I was the child who wanted a pair of giant bat wings in preschool...Bump...))
((And my favorite color was black...I thought skulls were cute, even back then...Bump...))
((Bump...My favorite toy was a toy rat I named Roadkill...))
Rebel eyed the arrow that haad landed a few inches form his face, the person had attacked him first, he rose his bow and tensed, straining the line and then aiming at the trunk near the figur ein the tree, he let loose hsi arrow, this one was a warning shot. His arrows and bow were home made, but were still very good and accurate.