⊱TW⊰ mention of blood, mention of abuse, mention of an animal attack
⊱CW⊰ fluff, Convex brothers, big Jellie
Filler chapter before the main event starts :>
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"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."
—Friedrich Nietzsche
If this is insanity,
Then throw me in an asylum with everyone else. I never want to leave.
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Zedaph urged the two further into the protected clearing, Scar stood in awe at what he saw.
There were hand built huts along with age old collapsable tents. Small farms and animal pens with people running them. The scenery itself was beautiful to Scar as well, tall sheltering trees, colourful flowers, and tall bushes and ferns.
Scar snapped out of his admiring trance when someone was shoved their way by the same dirty blonde that had announced Cub, Scar, and Zedaph's presence.
He wore green and tan clothes with black gloves and boots. But the thing that stood out to Scar was the helmet he wore. It was made of a grey metal and the visor was purple.
"Hey, I'm Xisuma, but you can call me X or 'Suma if you want," Xisuma introduced himself and walked closer.
"I'm Scar, you can call me Scar!" Scar replied cheerfully, earning a chuckle from Xisuma. "This is Cub!" Scar said, gesturing dramatically to his friend.
Cub smiled fondly at Scar. "We were told we could stay with your group?" Cub asked.
Xisuma nodded and a gentle smile appeared under his helmet. A trio of eavesdroppers came closer before X could assure Cub that they could stay.
There was the boy who had called X over—he wore a cozy looking red sweater—a tall person with a moustache beside him, and someone wearing a green sweater with a robotic eye.
The shortest of them approached eagerly, "Hi, I'm Grian! That man over there with the glorious moustache is Mumbo, and the 'cyborg' is Iskall!" He said, pointing to each of his friends.
"No need to give us your names," Grian continued, "we overheard." Scar giggled and dragged Cub with him to hang out with the trio.
X smiled under his helmet and turned to face Zedaph. "Back so soon, and you brought some people. I assume you ran into Doc, then. Where is he? And are they human or hybrids?"
Zedaph chuckled. "Doc's waiting, just like you told us before," Zed explained, fidgeting with his sleeves, "And they're hybrids. Doc said Vex, I'd ask them for the details."
Xisuma nodded and smiled again—although his companion couldn't see it. He patted Zedaph's head affectionately—because X knew that Zedaph wasn't always a fan of other kinds of physical touch—and walked back to the centre of the camp.
He could hear the chaos already bubbling there.
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Mumbo was starting a fire for a late breakfast, Grian bounced around Scar, and Iskall was getting to know Cub in a normal way—through conversation.
Grian poked at Scar's brown leather jacket, then he took Scar's hat and placed it on his own head. Grian sighed.
"Scar, who'd you see when you were helped here?" Grian asked, leaning against Scar's taller frame. Scar smiled brightly at the energetic boy, he already liked him and his energy.
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