the new year celebration was the first chance korsika had to personally meet any of the sky people and she would openly admit they were a strange breed indeed. and the young man sprawled out on the forest floor seemed to be a testament to that. she’d been watching him for sometime and come to the conclusion early on that he wasn’t dead, just asleep. the rhythmic rising and falling of his chest was proof of this. korsika crouched beside him, observing all she could—what he wore, the way he was built, the weapon he carried, or perhaps lack there of. but she couldn’t be sure of such a thing without a proper search.
when his eyes finally opened, the fearful reaction was more or less expected, but the severity of it raised questions even for her. it was clear that he’d screamed, but the sound was lost on her. as was every other sound that surrounded them. she studied him carefully, watching the way his mouth moved over the words carefully, picking out every one she could. kori leaned backwards on her heels and sat unmoving for a moment. it seemed she’d stumbled upon a sky person who enjoyed the drink a bit too much. or maybe it was something else as she couldn’t smell the alcohol on him, often an obvious tell.
korsika finally rose to her feet and made a fast motion with her left hand, as though it was talking before bringing it to her ear and shaking her head slowly. her dark gaze shifted to the surrounding area for a brief moment, already aware that he was alone out here, the real question was why? she lifted a finger and pointed to the forest around them and then finally directly at him, her lips forming one soundless word. ❝ why? ❞
𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐒 he watches the other. confusion flashes across his face as the grounder rises to her feet and makes that motion with her hand, and it takes a moment before recognition follows on his features. understanding. her wordless question seems to solidify the fact that she can’t hear him, but jasper doesn’t underestimate her. no; instead, the delinquent swallows thickly, continues watching her every move, and tries desperately to control his breathing... all while nursing that terrible, head-splitting ache in his forehead.
“ i, uh-- ” think, jasper, think. it’s not so easy when he basically poisoned himself with drugs last night. “ why? ” right. what is she even asking? jasper glances around to any indication as to what she might mean and clears his throat, but he comes up empty. looking back at her, jasper asks, “ why... what? ” jasper tilts his head back a little as he observes the other, and then—
“ wait, you mean why am i out here? shit, i... ” fuck, he doesn’t remember, but honestly, it doesn’t phase him. back at the dropship the idea of being out here alone would have terrified him, but now... now, jasper really couldn’t care less about what happens. “ honestly, lady, ” jasper sighs, rising unsteadily to his feet, “ your guess is as good as mine. ”
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