Watch Out

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TW: blood

Sage's POV

"What're you doing back here," Octavia says happily once she sees me trudging through the crowd back towards her. Although Indra walks up front with Lexa we were both told to walk alongside our people, but for very different reasons. Octavia was in a sense tasked with keeping an eye on our people and keeping their morale up. But more importantly she was tasked with bringing messages to the front of the line if Raven heard anything useful from Bellamy. So far in the three hour trek she hasn't been up to the front of the line and this is the first time we've seen each other since last night. When I get closer she frowns because all of the blood and dirt from last night is still covering my body. Now the reason why I'm back here is completely ignored because all she wants to do is clean me off so she can touch me without getting dirty. She didn't appreciate it at all when I tried pulling her closer to me. So much so that she took a long stick and held it up between us, her relentless poking keeping us good and safe six feet apart. She's trying to find the cart that had the rain catcher on it because that's the only source of water we have along with cloth to wash me off. Every person that walks past us gives me disgusted looks because of how horrible I smell. As if my ghastly and gorey appearance didn't make me feel bad to begin with. I look like I got hit by one of the rovers and then got dragged through the mud of a recently abandoned battlefield. The smell isn't any better and smells like I've been rolling around in a puddle of blood and then took a dip in the Arc's septic system. But now that we finally found the right cart, she finally dropped the stick so she could help me clean off. Turning towards me with a big bucket of water and three big squares of cloth she's trying to figure out how to clean me. Then after mumbling something to herself she throws all of the water on me. How cold the water was makes me yell out a long string of obscenities while everyone around us laughs along with her. But during that time she fills up another bucket and waits for me to calm down. Once I do she throws another bucket of water at me and continues this until she deems it safe for her to finally touch me. "Did you have fun princess," I say angrily while shivering. There are huge clouds of steam rolling off of my body because of how cold it is outside.

"Yes actually I'm having a lot of fun," she says while taking my outer layer of clothes off and throwing them on the cart. She's purposefully making her voice more raspy and lower than usual, but it still has the same effect. That along with her wandering eyes makes my body heat up and now I forget that I'm freezing cold. Although the goal was to make me warm the plan sort of backfired because her eyes considerably darkened once more of my skin was revealed. Her hands started to linger on certain parts of my body while taking my shirt, jacket, or pants off. Even while still semi-dirty she finally pulled me closer to her so she could wash my face, making sure that our bodies were pressed together. It was taking everything in me to not close the gap and kiss her because we already had people watching our every move. Her hands continue to linger while she washes the layer of grime off of me, which only makes her eyes darken even more. "What're you thinking about," I ask while placing a kiss on her neck.
Then when she remembered where we were she groaned loudly while rolling her eyes, obviously disappointed that we couldn't keep going. She helps me dry off and starts digging through both of our bags for some dry clothes. We didn't really think of packing any when we left Tondc but somehow we both had our own set neatly packed away. Even with how cold it is she's still reluctant to hand them over and is seriously debating on whether to hide them from me. But when the guards near us yell for the line to stop and quickly dash into the woods she finally hands them over with a small pout. "Octavia, where's Sage! Keep her covered!" Whatever the guards saw in there they thought it was a danger to the three of us and now her long abandoned question was answered. I'm here so she can help keep me safe and to keep me from doing something stupid. I may be too patient to strike first but I'm always one of the first people to run blindly into danger. Which is the opposite of what they need from me right now and only Octavia can slow me down. But right now she asks for me to hurry and in an instant I pull all of my clothes on while she keeps her eyes on the woods around us. After double checking she relaxes just long enough so she can hand me my sword and pull me closer to her again. With the unknown threat in the woods but knowing I'm a target she wants me as close to her as she can possibly get me. It's been a few minutes since the guards ran into the woods and since then we haven't heard anything from them. While usually they never report back until everything is clear or they found something, the growing tension from their silence is making everyone uneasy. The closer we get to the mountain, the more dangerous it becomes, and we don't need any more surprises. "All clear!" A huge collective sigh is let out by the twelve different clans and my people. Quickly the caravan begins to move again but still the brunette next to me seems on edge. She's been so worried about me being a target that sometimes it's impossible to calm her down, because her protective nature is fully taking over. We're both extremely protective over each other and people are scared of that. But they also know we both can calm each other down in a blink of an eye, so they're never worried one of us will lose control. Grabbing her hand in my own, I squeeze it reassuringly while also kissing the top of her head while we continue walking. That at least making her shoulders drop and allowing another sigh of relief be heard.

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