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Umbra grumbled out of annoyance and clenched his teeth, baring his teeth slightly as he laid there.
''w-whatever..... just come bandage my f---ing arm, you hit a blood vessel i think and my arm's bleeding....'' he growled, utterly annoyed and angry that he couldn't move or use his powers.

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Belle's face was stoic, but her periwinkle eyes glistened with amusement. She continued to twirl her knife, her focus now locked on his limp body. "Mmm. I could." She gestured with her blade as she spoke, "Umbra, would you heal someone that choked you? Yeah, me neither... So how about a little truce? Although I suppose that would be a given since I could permanently disable you if I wanted to. But still."

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he gritted his teeth and sighed.
''just f---ing put a wrap or something to put pressure on the stab wound, cause i don't think the other's would like to see a dead corpse on they're floor now would they? i can't even retaliate so shut the flip up and mend the stab wound you caused you freaky eye'd twit'' Umbra snapped, utterly annoyed now and didn't particularly feel like him or Justin dying from blood loss.

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She sat on top of a bar stool, crossing her legs. "Tell that to the bruises on my neck." Belle huffed and drummed her fingernails agains the granite countertop, completely unaffected by the plethora of insults and swear words that Umbra shot at her. She seemed used to it if anything. "Let's not forget who started this little hassle, anyway."

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he rolled his eye's and looked at his arm, just seeming to give up now.
''Justin shut down... that's how i got control over the body.. and who do you think killed our parents? i was the one who free'd the both of us from they're prison, he was horrified about what happened but i felt the weight he had on his shoulder's disappear, sanity broken down to nothing but crumbs from what they did... you wouldn't know what true insanity was until you lived with them'' he said spitefully, his expression obviously changing from calm to utter hatred as he spoke.

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Belle ran a thumb across her chin--there was faded scar on it, but it was hard to notice even from a close distance--and popped back up to her feet. She strayed into the kitchen, standing on her tiptoes in order to open one of the cabinets. "I don't think either of us is in a position to be assuming things," she replied, a lot more calmly this time. Belle fumbled with the several mason jars in the cabinet and, after a bit of thinking, took two of them and set them on the counter.

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Umbra huffed and blinked a couple times, his vision slightly blurry.
''god what was in that syringe anyway...'' he grumbled, still rather irritated.

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In only a few minutes she had combined the two ingredients and chopped them up into grayish-green mush. Belle put it into a bowl and walked over to Umbra in long strides, knowing that the serum had long since immobilized him. "A bunch of complicated science crap," she mumbled, sitting down in a criss-cross and grabbing his arm a bit more roughly than she should've.
"Only because of Justin, yeah?" She said, just to make it clear. Belle scooped up the ointment with two fingers and contemplated telling him about the sting, eventually deciding that it couldn't be much worse than the syringe (and she was still a bit ticked off). She used it to both clean up the blood and stop the bleeding, leaving it on the wound and securing it with a bandage wrap.

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he gave a bit of a smirk, though more of a playful one, and raised an eyebrow.
''so the grump does have a heart..? how sweet'' Umbra said jokingly, seeming to have calmed down now, and never flinched from the stinging feeling the ointment left, since his arm was sore anyway it didn't really matter.
he sighed and closed his eye's, his smirk disappearing as he let his eye's rest.
''Justin is aware of what's going on.... and he isn't too happy he got his arm stabbed cause of me'' he said.

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Belle inhaled deeply before standing again, looking down at Umbra as he closed his eyes. He'll probably be out for a few hours, she thought to herself, knowing that she had injected more than normal. She barely caught onto his words--her hearing was never the best--and when she did she felt the need to apologize to Justin. Belle stole a quick glance at the door and sat back down on the bar stool, practically waiting for Umbra to fall asleep.

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''once i'm out cold neither of us will be able to hear you.... besides me and Justin will probably be bickering for a while until he wake's up.. but do remember hun, Justin's not had much luck with stuff... so do be kinder to him okay....? he need's friends.. friends that can help him...'' Umbra muttered.
he looked up at Belle drowsily and sighed, then closed his eye's before he was out like a light.

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"And I can't help him. That's how this whole thing started," Belle grumbled, knowing well that Umbra was already asleep. She could tell the second he fell asleep just by his breathing--an old trick that she had learned back when she was living with her mother. As a child, Belle did far too much sneaking around, but she figured it was too late by now. She was already ruined enough. Belle glanced down at Umbra's sleeping frame one last time before going to the couch and picking up Jasper's book, flicking through the pages and carelessly skimming. She had only reached the second chapter when Dawn and Jasper came back home, to which Dawn immediately dashed to Umbra's body.
"Belle, what happened?" She asked, staring intensely at the pool of blood.
"Oh, nothing. We had a lil' fight. Nothing too serious. He's fine now, I patched him up--might've injected him with that serum," Belle replied. Jasper seemed unfazed by this--he had probably been expecting it--and took a seat next to Belle, grabbing his book back.
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"You're pretty messed up," Robin mumbled, cradling a small hatchling that had fallen out of one of the trees. He looked up into the branches, struggling to find the nest with his slowly declining eyesight, and huffed in exasperation.
"Oh, shut up. Do you see it?" Skye asked, looking up with him and leaning back in forth in hopes that it would help in some way. "It'd be easier to just fly up there and find it like that."
"No, it wouldn't. We'd knock on a few branches and we could frighten the birds. Or worse, we could disturb the actual nest." The hatchling chirped.
"We wouldn't fly up right next to the tree, dummy! I have weather powers. You don't need to stay right next to the tree."
Robin's eyes narrowed. "Unstable weather powers."
"That's irrelevant," Skye snapped back, clicking her fingers so that the winds pick up a bit. Robin sighed in defeat and the winds coiled around her, slowly lifted her up so that she could take a closer look at the tree.

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(THIS IS A VERY UNSPECIFIC TIME SKIP OO)
"Belle, I don't think this is necessary... I mean, at least some basic hospitality..." Dawn pursed her lips, frustrated, and looked over at Justin's unconscious body. She looked over at Jasper with eyes that pleaded him to back her up, but he simply shrugged. He was levitating on the small spirals of wind that he had cast beneath himself, his legs crossed and his body only occasionally bobbing.
"Yeah, but in the case that he wakes up as the wrong person--or the same person, actually--he could be unstable. And that's too much destruction and Fantasy-ness for this cottage to handle." Belle spun a dagger masterfully, avoiding eye contact.

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Justin grunted and shifted a bit before he rolled onto his back and put his hand on his uninjured arm over his face, clenching his teeth out of pain.
''damn.... head and arm ache from hell.... thanks a lot Belle...'' he grumbled, having control back over himself.

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Belle only grunted in response, apathetic towards him. Dawn shot a glare at her and turned back to Justin, sighing and offering him a slightly warm cup that she had prepared only minutes before he woke. "Don't mind them. They're very bad at expressing care--I'm sure you've picked up on that," she said, loud enough for them to hear. "This'll numb the pain... no worries, it just tastes like honey water. No knockout juice, promise." Belle shifted, picked up her dagger, and wordlessly left the house. The door audibly shut behind her.

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he sat up using his good arm and swayed slightly, still a bit woozy as he took the cup from Dawn, immediately gulping it down since his mouth felt dry.
''i trust you more then i do the other two Dawn, your too sweet to do anything terrible....'' Justin muttered, handing the cup back before he tried to get up.
once he moved a bit closer to a wall and had his back to Dawn and Jasper, he simply sat there and leaned against the wall, his emotional wall finally crumbling as he covered half of his face and started sobbing quietly.
''i had Umbra under control for so long..... for so f---ing long...!'' he hiccuped, clenching his hand into a fist before he slammed it into the wall.

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Jasper silently bobbed, only half-listening to the conversation. He was lost in his own thoughts, tuning in momentarily when he heard Justin's staggered breathing. Dawn began to lightly reassure him, as she was morally inclined to do, telling him that it was alright and asking him if he wanted to talk about it. Jasper's eyes fluttered closed for only two seconds before he heard a distant screech, to which he immediately bounced up and ran out of the house, cursing under his breath.

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Justin simply curled up a bit and tried to push her away, that way she didn't end up hurt as well cause of Umbra.
''j-just leave me alone..... please...'' he muttered, voice shaky.
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Maxwell laid half on the sofa on his stomach in normal form and let his legs stick out from over the arm of the sofa and simply lounged, flicking the bushy wolf tail that ended up staying as his wolf ear's drooped, the ear's being stuck in his normal form along with the tail.
''i feel like a manga character.....'' he grumbled, his drooping ear's now pinned back against his skull, feeling more embarrassed than irritated

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Dawn sighed in exasperation and worry for Justin, gave him a soft 'Alright' and turned away to find anything else to do. She knew that it would be best to leave him to cool off for a while but her maternal instincts were screaming as she walked away. She was the middle child, but Minnow was always too reckless to be alone and Fallow was too soft to make it on her own. Her mood dampened immediately upon thinking of her lost siblings--every day her hope for her sister diminished and every night she dreamed of Minnow, who she was unable to save. She hadn't seen his death but that made it even worse, in her mind. Dawn turned away and climbed up the loft.
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"Yeah, but you're fluffy," Fallow cooed, mindlessly stroking his drooped ears as she flipped through an old novel that she had found on the bookshelf. It was more tedious and boring than the books that they had in the Fantasy camp, and that was definitely saying something. Fawn nestled in her lap and she seemed to be in a much better mood than she had been that morning.

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