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☆°Jackson Alex-Ren°☆ "You are not helping...!" He hissed quietly, wrapping an arm around Sage's waist to better support the shorter male. He sighed quietly, still feeling jittery. Maybe from lack of food... and sleep... or just the sheer terror flooding through his veins. He was trying so hard to not look at the blood, or dead bodies, or Sage for that matter. He really felt like vomiting. But he didn't. "Yeah, yay... any ideas on where?" He murmured, eyes flashing over the treeline. |
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Sage sort of wrinkled his nose slightly, grunting as he attempted to stand up, throwing Jackson a thankful glance when he reached out to help him up. "Preferably somewhere where we don't need to go up or down hills," he mused. "Let's just...walk in the direction where its flat," he sighed, knowing he wouldnt be able to move for long anyway. Even just standing hurt. "Just take some deep breaths," he added softly, hoping the other male would be able to calm down. |
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☆°Jackson Alex-Ren°☆ "Yeah, no. Not happening." He muttered, not caring to calm down. He usually wasn't calm anyway. But who cared???? He tugged Sage toward a flat-ish looking space, making sure to keep his hand not on the fucking gunshot. This was not how he wanted this to go- or anything else to go- or his life to go- but of course he had to be the son of a drug user and a money obsessed man. And of course he had to have is own issues along with it. He sighed quietly, continuing to walk through the trees, keeping to the flat areas while practically carrying Sage. Maybe it was the panicked adrenaline. But who knew? |
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Sage sort of huffed out a breath when Jackson pretty well refused to calm down, but knew the guy wasn't expected to calm down just because he told him to take a few deep breaths. That was fine....he just didn't like seeing him scared. The guy pretty much just towed him a long for maybe around ten minutes. Normally sage wouldve complained about him helping him so much, but he figured he'd just let him do whatever he wanted for a while. He'd stop when he felt safe enough, and sage wasn't walking much on his own accord. It was honestly sort of amusing how easily the much taller male was able to pretty much just lift him up and walk off that way. He wasn't completely carrying him ...but he didn't doubt that Jackson could probably scoop him up like he was a kid if he so chose to. |
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☆°Jackson Alex-Ren°☆ Jackson continued basically dragging Sage along. Well, half-dragging, half-carrying. Until he reached a flat clearing. He looked around, finally stopping. He wasn't out of breath at the moment, considering he was still running on panic adrenaline. Yippee-doo him. He stopped abruptly, holding onto Sage as he looked around. He felt horrid. Anxious, nervous, panicked... basically everything that he could be feeling, he was feeling. "Now what...?" He whispered, mostly to himself, he sighed. "Hell, I'm useless at this." He shook his head, taking another look around. |
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Sage blinked in surprise when the other boy suddenly stopped, and he halted next to him, slightly out of breath but not really panting yet either. "Now we sit down," he half grumbled, though obviously wasn't upset at Jackson or anything. "And start a fire." Hopefully, someone would be a long soon to find them. It had been a few days...surely people were looking for them? At the very least they had to know they hadn't come back. Though...they were probably looking at the caves. Oh well. |
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Snow and Sleet Mix, Clearing at Night
