moon moon go AWAY [jasper]

[SEYTON MALCOLM GREYBACK]

the secret side of me, i never let you see__ i keep it caged but i can't control it- -

the castle in the middle of the night was, well, awesome. during the day there was barely peace and quiet anywhere. every hallway and classroom and corner was filled with the whispers, or yells, of excited students. you could barely walk down a hall without encountering a happy couple or a group of friends goofing off. it was a typical school in that way, seyton supposed. it had been like that back when he was a student, and there was nothing wrong with it either way. students were entitled to have their fun. seyton only made the observation of the 'awesomeness' of the halls at night because it was so different than what he was used to. there wasn't a single soul to be seen as he made his way from the hospital tower down to the kitchens. it was probably a good thing, after all, students were supposed to be all snug in their beds dreaming. seyton suspected that he could name a few of werewolf blood who might be awake, but it wasn't as though he was going to turn his own siblings in to kingsley for breaking the rules.

as usual the nurse couldn't sleep. it was nothing new, though increasingly annoying. it was probably about two am in the morning, he'd slept from midnight to one, done some paperwork, and quickly given up. it was the moon. he blamed the bloody moon. it made him restless to the point that he wanted to go outside and run. after seventeen years of them you'd think his body would have adjusted to the restlessness that came around the night of the transformation, but you'd be wrong. each month it was like he was adjusting to it anew again, and by the time he was almost used to it the days passed into the blissful time between full moons. damn werewolf blood.

tonight he decided to do something different, though. he left the hospital tower, still fully clothed in a grey t-shirt and jeans, and went on a familiar course through the halls to the kitchens. he'd travelled most of this path tens of times when he was a teenager; teenagers had huge appetites, but hadn't been here so much as an adult other than nights like tonight when he just needed to do something to relax. he was sure that, at the very least, the cheery house elves would be able to get him a quick snack to settle his jumpy nerves.

after a few minute's walk he found himself in front of the familiar fruit painting that had hung on this wall long before seyton had stepped foot in hogwarts. its trick was not as secret these days as it once was, but he wasn't expecting anyone within the kitchens as he reached up, tickled the pear, grabbed the newly formed knob, and stepped inside.

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[JASPER ROCKE GREYBACK]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames let it burn jasper had lost count of how many times he'd woken that night, rolled over and drifted back to sleep. though, oddly enough, everytime he woke up the mre tired he felt. he wasnt resting, he wasnt sleeping, hell he was using too much energy thinking about what was coming. the pain, the agony, the not being able to control his actions. he closed his eyes and swallowed back the roll of naausea the thoughts curled in his stomach and he sat bolt upright in the bed, his bare chest had a gleam of sweat over it. he kicked the blankets off him with a forceful kick and he dropped back against the pillows. he was breathing hard, almost like he couldnt take a full breath and he shook his head, his eyes, as he did caught sight of the moon in the window and he stared at it. he had no idea what this was, it had something do do with the moon, he knew it. letting out a snarl of frustration he got off the bed, pushed the curtains from around it and he reached to pull on his black shirt. the fabric fitted to his body as he pulled it over his head, his hand moving to grab the jeans at the end of the bed and he hoisted them up as he stood. he silenced one of his room mates with a glare, his friend, and he knew the kid would say nothing, well he hoped to god the kid would say nothing as he yanked his sneakers on, grabbed his khaki jacket and headed out the door. his hands ran through his sleep mused hair, his breathing was already getting better as soon as he was out of the room, he shivered slightly as he felt the cool air from the hallway hit his skin and he was greatful for it, it was better than feeling thathot and sticky feeling he'd been full of when he'd been laying in bed. he realized that the reason he felt sick was probably cause he hadnt eaten since breakfast, he'd been too busy catching up on classes to eat lunch and by the time he'd finished with that he'd felt too tired for food and had goen straight to bed, though it hadnt helped much, he was still just as tired and he figured on heading down to the kitchens. he'd grab some food there, decent tasting food from the elves and take it outside, he had a feeling going outside would help, but not yet. he ran his hands over his face, the feeling of terror suddenly rising up in him. he swallowed and shoved his hands through his hair, a habit of aggitation and he moved into the kitchen. he felt stupid going to the kitchens, he hated that pear and he pushed through the door, he was sure waves of anxiety and tension were rolling off him, and he was sure he could sense the ait around him crackling, but he didnt know if that was just him or anything. he frowned when he caught someone's scent, the smell so strong it hurt his throat and made his eyes water slightly. he knew it though, he opened his eyes again and saw his older brother, the one he'd looked up too, and the one he'd taken things out on when everything had gone down the crapper. he frowned slightly, the sick feeling returning to his stomach as he thought about what he'd almost done and he swallowed it back down, one hand rubbing over his flat stomach as he moved to the cupboards without looking at his brother too much. he had to figure out what he was going to say first. . . though it couldn't hurt. "trouble sleeping?" he asked, half needing to know if the moon really was causing this restleness and general icky feeling that was over him. words // 000 // tagged // who // outfit // clicky

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[SEYTON MALCOLM GREYBACK]

the secret side of me, i never let you see__ i keep it caged but i can't control it- -

to any werewolf children, or adults really, the time around the full moon was hell (or heaven if you embraced it). the wolf genes seyton and his siblings carried in their vein wanted them to be awake, to be free to wander below the moon and get ready for the hunt on the night of the full moon itself. if seyton embraced it, who knew, he could be perfectly happy, but to him it wasn’t natural. it should not happen. it made him miserable. he needed his rest to be able to focus on his job, and if he gave in completely to the wolf he would be increasingly zombie-like for anywhere from five to ten days out of a month. that just wasn’t acceptable. when he was young he’d thought it was kind of cool, actually, a space of time that was so uninhabited by the rest of the students, but as said he’d been young, it was a greater curse than a joy to him these days.

the house elves, of course, were glad to help. no sooner did he appear in the kitchen than two of them appeared with ‘crack!’s before him, bowing deeply as they did to everyone and eagerly asking him what they could do for him. bless their little souls… they were adorable. he was about to reply when the door opened up behind him, seyton automatically turned to see who it was, and he froze. out of all of the siblings he might have encountered tonight, and considering his closeness to all of them on varying degrees, it seemed a bit odd to say that jasper was the last one he would have expected.

“i think you know the answer to that,” he stated simply, watching his brother carefully. he tried not to show much of the emotion raring through his brain, which ranged from frustration to sorrow to worry. jasper hadn’t been himself. at least, not the ‘himself’ that seyton knew him as. the boy’s girlfriend had been keeping the nurse updated with the latest attitudes and drama to unfold, but seyton hadn’t wanted to approach him himself. he considered the gryffindor to be his closest sibling, especially through the last few months, and he hated seeing him… acting out like this, but he didn’t want to piss him off and hurt their relationship even more by being nosy. in just the same way that he hated it when fenrir pressured his little siblings, he knew that when they were in the state of darkened mind that he thought jasper was in he would be far more likely to damage their friendship by pressuring him and smothering him. judging from the way jasper had been acting, he wouldn’t want any of that, so sey just tried to keep it simple. friendly, hopefully. “the full moon’s a bitch, isn’t it?” and jasper hadn’t even experienced it at its ‘bitchiest’ yet…. how the hell is he going to manage that?

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[JASPER ROCKE GREYBACK]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames let it burn “i think you know the answer to that,” jasper frowned slightly and he shook his head. he actually hadn't, it's why he'd asked. he wasn't one of those people who asked questions they already knew the answer too. he moved to the cupboard and bent down, pulling it open and sticking his head inside it, searching for anything to drink, water, butterbeer, he highly doubted they had firewhiskey iin here, though just the thought of it made jasper's stomach curl more. he shuddered slightly at the thought and pulled out a drink, kicking the door shut with his foot and he shook his head. "actually i wouldn't be asking if i already knew . . that's the point . . " he half snarled, the temper he had yet to gain full control over bubbling just under the surface. he wrenched the top off the bottle and took a few sips of the cool liquid, hoping to calm his temper and his stomach with the stuff and he leaned back against the counter. putting the bottle back behind him he mused his hair with his hand, it really was getting to be a nervous habit, his hand did it without him thinking now. he shook his head and he heard his brother's latest comment. he couldn't help the snort as he laughed a little, he nodded. he agreed fully, the moon was a bitch, using it's evil powers to torture and make them do something they didn't want to do, much like a woman would, jasper thought suddenly. he didn't have time to relay this to his older brother for at that moment, for some unknown reason, he felt pain run down his torso and into his stomach, he shuddered as it ran though him, his hand trembled slightly. his breathing quickened as it did, the ache still there and he slid down the cabinet, his back against the doors and his but dropping to the floor and his knee's at his chest. he groaned as the pain ran through him again. it wasn't as bad as what was coming, but man it hurt. he wondered if seyton was feeling the same thing, or, if it was different for everyone. needless to say, this pain, was making him feel even more terrified of what was to come. his eyes glanced up at his older brother before his head dropped back against the cupboard. he frowned and he shook his head. he couldn't do this, he was right the night on the tower, as much as he'd pepped talked himself into the fact he could do this, it would be easy, he was freaking out and he knew it showed. he pushed his hands through his already mused hair and he swallowed, not sure if he felt worse or not now, he couldn't think past anything than the pain that was rippling down his already scarred chest. he shifted, his legs stretching out in front of him. he wasn't sure, but it felt like his bones were moving. getting ready for the change or something and he dropped his head back against the cupboard again, once, twice, and on the third time, instead of dropping it back he looked at seyton, his voice higher than normal, he knew it, he wasn't ashamed of it, he was in pain, and the person in front of him was the one person who would understand it the most. "d-does it ever go away?" he asked, his mind pleading with seyton to tell him that this is a bad as it gets. words // 000 // tagged // who // outfit // clicky

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[SEYTON MALCOLM GREYBACK]

the secret side of me, i never let you see__ i keep it caged but i can't control it- -

“actually i wouldn't be asking if i already knew . . that's the point . . " he’d kind of been expecting the hostility from the new werewolf, but that didn’t mean seyton could be relaxed about it. considering who it came from, the cold tone actually kind of stung. he’d been trying to lighten the mood a bit… if he and jasper were both awake, it only stood to reason that the moon should be the cause. jasper was new to being a full werewolf, he’d experienced the restlessness even has a half-werewolf (though perhaps not as strong), he should know how it could affect someone with lycanthropy. seyton was older, but that didn’t mean that he was immune to the effects that plagued his siblings. he just, generally, stayed in the hospital hours when he couldn’t rest, often finding the solitude there a good relaxant for his tenseness even without the full moon to calm him and didn’t encounter them at night if they happened to break the rules and sneak out of their house towers.

jasper didn’t look good, and that was putting it nicely. not that seyton had really been expecting different… this would be the kid’s first full moon as a full werewolf. sey had been eight when he’d been going through the adjustments jasper was going through now, though his had been done naturally as a born werewolf, but though lots of time had passed he still remembered how agonizing it had been for him. not just the full moon, which made the nights around it seem like papercuts, but the days before and after as his body adjusted… from what he could understand it was just the body adjusting to the new stage and events… after a few months the pains had faded, or perhaps he had just grown so used to them and that the full moons made them seem so trivial that he barely noticed them anymore. but, to jasper, ‘you’ll forget about ‘em once the full moon comes around’ hardly seemed like the right, comforting thing to say.

"d-does it ever go away?" despite the recent tensions between them, sey’s gaze was as soft and warm as ever when he looked at his little brother. the kid shouldn’t be having to go through this… this full moon should just be another normal, though uneasy, one to pass through as he chose instead of going through what would probably be the first ‘most painful night of his life’. only one day had ever trumped the transformation on a pain scale for the nurse, and the double curse by fenrir and jaedyn was something he was not keen on ever experiencing again, nor keen on it happening to jasper, so he would be ‘happy’ thinking that the full moon would be the most painful experience of the boy’s life, in a way.

before responding, sey turned his gaze towards a small table and a few chairs a little ways away. he hoped that he wasn’t being too bold in assuming jasper didn’t want to disappear immediately, that they might have a bit of time to talk… ”C’mon, let’s sit,” he invited, making his way to one of the chairs by the table and sitting down. without waiting to see if his brother would do the same, or refuse, he answered the teenager’s question. ”with me it was… rough for the first few months. then your body adjusts, i think, and the only night you’ll need to worry about is the actual full moon. so, yeah, it goes away eventually.” he gave his brother a small smile, "if you're still having issues next month and you talk to me i can probably arranged to get you a sleeping draught to help you in the nights around the full moon. it won't hurt if you sleep through it." if only it were so easy to skip the actual night of the full moon...

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[JASPER ROCKE GREYBACK]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames let it burn jasper ran his hand through his hair, rested his hand on the back of his neck and rubbed the tense musecles that were starting to strain. it had been happening the last few days, his neck had been hurting a little, he put it down to this too and he bit his lip. he shoved himself up and awa from the counter and he moved to pace the floor of the kitchen, he watched two of the house elves scatter around him and ask if he wanted anything. with a shake of his head he kept pacing. he knew the reason he was had come to the kitchen was to fill his empty stomach but he couldnt stomach the thought of eating at the moment. he ran his hands through his jet black hair and he groaned inwardly when seyton answered him. he was glad his brother was there actually, not that he would be saying it at that second, but seyton knew what was going on. ”C’mon, let’s sit,” jasper bit his lip and looked toward the chairs. well, sitting was something new? maybe it would stem the feeling he had. he knew it was wishful thinking but it wouldnt hurt to try. and the pain was ebbing back into his chest, the feeling of shifting and he moved to the table and chairs. biting his lip, he looked at the chairs and he moved to sit in the chair next to the one seyton had sat in. the only other chair at the table was opposite his brother, and he didnt really want to sit there, they were on diffrent sides already, and he wanted to change it. he'd missed his brother while he'd been fighting to keep away from everyting he loved. ”with me it was… rough for the first few months. then your body adjusts, i think, and the only night you’ll need to worry about is the actual full moon. so, yeah, it goes away eventually.” jasper bit his lip as his brother continued, nodding his head slightly. "if you're still having issues next month and you talk to me i can probably arranged to get you a sleeping draught to help you in the nights around the full moon. it won't hurt if you sleep through it." jasper nodded slightly, a small grin spreading on his face as he looked at his brother. "think they'll help me sleep through the full moon too?" he said, the joke in his voice. it wasnt really a nice joke, but hey, he smiled. it hadnt happened for real in a while. he bit his lip, his mind flying back to the full moon and he breathed out. his head moving to rest o the back of his hand as he rested his elbow on the table. "seyton i'm sorry . . for . . everything . . i . . i didnt mean it and i know i've been a right little prat over the last few weeks . . i just . . i dunno sey . . " he said quickly, the words not forming right as he struggled with this, saying sorry wasnt his strong point. never was and it never would be. "i'm just . . it' scary sey . . tomorrow night . . " he said, shaking his head and biting his lip. words // 000 // tagged // who // outfit // clicky

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[SEYTON MALCOLM GREYBACK]

the secret side of me, i never let you see__ i keep it caged but i can't control it- -

looking at jasper, seyton couldn't help but wonder... had he looked like that at some point? did he look like that? lord knew he had issues sleeping, nightmares when 'rest' did come, stress during the day and all sorts of mental relaxation issues that could not hope to be healthy for someone of any age. too often lately since that first meeting this year with fenrir and jasper he'd been told by others, most often echo who never seemed to have an issue speaking bluntly, that he 'looked like hell', and if there was any way that hell could possibly look it embodied jasper right now. jumpy, tense, bags under his eyes, and definitely a lot lighter than he'd been two months ago... the boy was suffering through far more stress than any fifteen year old boy ever deserved to endure. but hey... at least it was better than dead, right?

catching the eye of a house elf nearby, sey offered the cheerful creature a small smile as she came over. the creatures acted like it was their life's purpose to serve, even when he knew that so many of them were free elves at hogwart's by choice, and he always made sure to try to show them that their hard work and efforts were appreciated. "i know it's late, but... mind if i put in a bit of an order?" the house elf shook her head, wide eyes shining. 'of course not, sir!' sey grinned. "in that case could we get two sodas..." he regarded his brother carefully, thinking. "chicken nuggets, and some good old-fashioned chocolate, please?" the elf nodded and disappeared off deeper into the kitchens while seyton focused back on his brother's words.

"think they'll help me sleep through the full moon too?" the nurse gave a dry chuckle. "if only that were the case..." his words ended in a slight sigh. how much better that would be... especially for the gryffindor student. a load of stress would have been lifted from his shoulders... but life was never easy. fate hated werewolves. "seyton i'm sorry . . for . . everything . . i . . i didnt mean it and i know i've been a right little prat over the last few weeks . . i just . . i dunno sey . . i'm just . . it' scary sey . . tomorrow night . . " however frustrated seyton might have found himself being at jasper in the last few weeks, however disappointed he might have been, there was no way in hell he would hold that against the boy. jasper was just a teenage. a terrified teenager. sey'd be an asshole to blame him.

"don't apologize. really. don't. i understand where you're coming from... well, kind of. really, i'm just glad you don't permanently hate me." god, if seyton lost jasper he had no clue what he would do. sometimes it seemed like the kid was the only one he could talk to. angel clearly wanted shit all to do with him, echo wasn't as close with him as jasper, and the rest of their siblings were either 'kinda-close' 'tolerable' or downright 'hate-your-guts' relationships. jasper was easily the nurse's closest friend in the world right now, especially through the last few months. he didn't want that to end.

sighing, the nurse shifted his chair so that he was closer to his brother, and leaned forward to give him a tight, warm hug. it felt like ages since he'd been able to do that. he waited until he was leaned back in his own chair before he spoke again. "i wish that i could tell you it's nothing and that it'll be a peace of cake... but you're not an idiot, and i don't want to lie." he ran his hand through his hair, wondering what exactly he could say to even make jasper relax a little bit about the next day's events. "i... i guess all i can say is that you can get through it. i mean, your entire body's changing and shifting for the transformation," bones snapping... lovely feeling. "but it's a few minute's pain during the actual transformations and then, well... i can't describe it, you're going to have to form your own opinion, but as far as the pain is concerned it's bearable. i know you can do it." of course, the definition of 'bearable' was pretty loose for interpretation. sey's was currently that it didn't make you faint, but then again the guy hadn't fainted from two cruciatus curses... did that mean he could call that sort of pain 'bearable'? in two day's time he might have a very pissed off brother screaming at him and calling him a liar, but he would cross that bridge when he came to it.

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[JASPER ROCKE GREYBACK]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames let it burn jasper didnt fight his brother's hug, as mad, and as onfused as he'd been before, it helped. he returned it, his arms wrapping around seyton in return, and he hugged him back tight. he cewed his lip, aniffed slightly and rested his forehead down on seyton's shoulder for a second. it was all getting to be too much really, the drama with his father, the problems that had been coming from being a full werewolf, and his relationship with nikki, he was walkng on eggshells around her because of this thing with alexis, and it was just all piling up on him. he swallowed and pulled back too, leaning back in his own chair and biting his lip as he looked at his big brother, the one who'd helped him through most things, he'd been there for jasper when he'd needed him the most, and jasper should have never have doubted that he wouldnt be there for him now. "i wish that i could tell you it's nothing and that it'll be a peace of cake... but you're not an idiot, and i don't want to lie." jasper frowned and bit his lip. he pulled his legs up onto the chir and sat like that, his elbows resting on his knees and his chin resting in his hands. chewing his lip he listened, it ws his turn to listen now. "i... i guess all i can say is that you can get through it. i mean, your entire body's changing and shifting for the transformation," "but it's a few minute's pain during the actual transformations and then, well... i can't describe it, you're going to have to form your own opinion, but as far as the pain is concerned it's bearable. i know you can do it." jasper lifted his head, a single question burning on his mind now. "is that all? . . a few minutes?" he asked his brother, he'd been thinking hours, of agony, but a few minutes . . he could probably be okay with that. he looked up as the elf bought the food over and he chewed his lip, the smell turning his stomach slightly but he didn't say anything as the elf placed the cans and the plates and the bag of chocolate in front of him and seyton. he couldn't help but grin a little. "chicken, chocolate and soda? . . really sey?" he asked, his brother knew him well, his three favorite things in front of them right now. he chewed the inside of his lip and grabbed one of the soda's, cracking it open and he took a sip, the liquid soothing his dry throat and he looked at seyton then the elf. "thanks . " he reaches out and grabbed a nugget, he thought about it for a second then dropped it back onto the plate. . . "don't think i could stomach it" he said quietly, his eyes looking at the nuggets and then to his brother. "is that normal?" words // 000 // tagged // who // outfit // clicky

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[SEYTON MALCOLM GREYBACK]

the secret side of me, i never let you see__ i keep it caged but i can't control it- -

when seyton had experienced his first transformation he had only been eight, and had had no clue what was going on. there had been no warnings, no anything. his adoptive parents who took him in after elodie’s death had known he was part werewolf, but weren’t wolves themselves, they couldn’t catch the strong scent that said he had inherited more than a taste for raw meat from his father. his moods hadn’t changed much, either. he’d always been full wolf, the only difference when he turned eight was that suddenly his body was mature enough to undergo the hellish transformations. he’d slowly adjusted to the anger, the mood swings, the unpredictability, and was learning to control them before he even understood how bad they really were compared to being ‘normal’. he couldn’t really relate to the sudden change his brother was going through… but the effects of the change he could totally understand. as much as it had hurt him to see jasper seeming to turn away from him, that was nowhere near enough reason for seyton to return the favor. jasper needed a friend right now. he needed his brother.

"is that all? . . a few minutes?" sey paused for a moment, letting out his breath in a heavy sigh. ”it… varies. i… i think. there’s no steady rule… i just know my experiences. maybe it depends on how much you fight it, or the strength of the moon that night, or something like that… some transformations have lasted only fifteen minutes or so for me. others… well, a lot longer both at the beginning and end of the night. i guess i can’t tell you exactly what to expect.” great. he’d gotten the kid’s hopes up for a simple evening without really intending to… tomorrow night would be anything but simple. ”even if it’s short, though, full moons are never easy, jasper. i mean, i can’t speak for you, but even if transformations were painless i would still hate them. you’re… you’re not yourself. i’ve taken wolfsbane every full moon but my first transformation, and another where i stupidly just, well, didn’t and suffered the consequences, but i’m never normal. you hold on to your own mind, but you’re still driven and influenced by the wolf’s instincts. i can control myself, but it's like sometimes i don't want to. the wolf doesn't want to be repressed. and it's... well, for me at least, not a pleasant thing to deal with." if sey didn't mind his curse, or didn't mind not being in control of his wolf, then he probably wouldn't have any major issues with the full moons. he wouldn't take the wolfsbane. but the one time he hadn't taken it after realizing he was a full werewolf he'd given rise to the 'best friend' who almost killed him over a month earlier. wolfsbane was necessary for him so that truly innocent people didn't get hurt.

it was great to see the small grin light up his brother's face. he probably hadn't been smiling enough in the last month. "chicken, chocolate and soda? . . really sey?" "what kind of a big brother would i be if i didn't know your favourites?" the nurse chuckled, leaning back in his seat as he took his soda, opening it and taking a small sip. "thanks . " seyton just grinned in response. "i'm going to put this in the nicest brotherly way possible: you look like crap. so thank me by actually eating something." he'd spoken too soon, though. as he watched his brother dropped food back onto the plate. "don't think i could stomach it...is that normal?" sey sighed. of course getting his brother to eat something wouldn't be that easy... great. "yeah. it kinda is. but you still need to eat something, jasp. you're going to need your strength tomorrow, and i'm sure nikki wouldn't like dating a stick figure."

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