Lunamor

Hopefully Aaron would go to sleep and leave Jenny alone now. She tried to fall back asleep, but by this point she’d been woken up enough that it wasn’t feasible anymore. She decided against using Hypnokinesis to fix that; the strain of using that power in her poor condition would mean she’d be even more tired once she woke up. Jenny started to readjust her hair, which had become a bit wonky from lying down.

Not a comrade yet, but a friend. I owe him my life, in fact.

Jenny’s eyes shot open and she glared at Aaron, sitting up. ”We need to wait for Harold and Rob to get back before we can leave. I figured I might as well sleep while we waited. I don’t want to slow us down because I’m too tired.” She would’ve been harsher with Aaron, but she was constantly reminding herself that he was only twelve. He was remarkably annoying for even a twelve year old, however. At least he could help with healing and fighting.

Are you hurt? What's happened?

Gerdur...

Brother! Mara's mercy, it's good to see you!

Looks like nobody here knows what's happened yet. Come on. Gerdur's probably working in her lumber mill.

Remember, this isn't Stormcloak territory. If we're ahead of the news from Helgen we should be fine as long as we don't do anything stupid.

There is no snow deep enough in my area to cushion such an endeavor. What’s your favorite type of dancing?

Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked the idea and now it’s obliterated.

I’ve had a cat attempt to stand on my shoulders. Success varies, he isn’t particularly graceful. What’s your favorite type of art?

Jenny held Ed’s hand tightly, then fell asleep.

“Not really. I’m more ok than I was yesterday, though. I guess it depends on your definition of ok.” Jenny glanced at the horizon. Still no sign of Harold and Rob yet. And she was still so tired… ”Please wake me up when Rob and Harold get here.” She then grabbed her jacket and curled up, using it as a pillow. More than anything else, she just wanted to sleep.

Jenny eventually pulled back. She wanted to pretend to be happy for Ed, but she wasn’t feeling like much of an actor at the moment. She was just so tired. It took quite a bit of effort to keep herself from closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

“It’s ok. I worry too.” Jenny hugged him back. Ed was apologizing for being worried. Now she felt twice as bad for making him feel this way. She hugged him a little tighter, wishing for some way to take his worry from him.

Jenny grabbed Edgar’s hand. ”I’ll be ok, I promise.” The headache disappeared. Why wasn’t Ed smiling? What had happened? Her pain was making him sad. She hated that she was making him worry. She became a bit embarrassed by falling like this. Lucid and Aaron must’ve thought she was weak now.

“It’s just pain. I’ll survive.” Jenny gave Edgar a weak smile. She couldn’t let him see her true pain. He’d get too concerned. Too curious. He’d ruin everything like the bumbling idiot that he was.

“I’m still hurting. I don’t think it’s anything to be concerned about.” Jenny needed to tell Ed about the headache. Why couldn’t she tell him about the headache? Another searing burst of pain racked her head, making her vision go briefly white and forcefully extinguishing her thoughts. She didn’t show any of this externally, however. ”I’ll let you know if I need something, Edgar. Thanks, though.”

A flash of pain hit Jenny’s head and she accidentally stumbled. She would’ve fallen had it not been for Ed’s arm around her. She hasn’t realized that headaches could come in waves like this. Maybe it was a weird side effect of the ambrosia.

“I’m just glad we only have to deal with one twelve year old.” Jenny looked back up in the tree and wondered if she would’ve been as annoying as Aaron was under normal circumstances. She was half-feral when she’d first been brought to camp at twelve.

“I’m 17.”

Jenny blushed a little bit. Hopefully she hadn’t embarrassed Ed. “I’m fine.” Why wasn’t she telling them about her headache? Thinking about that just worsened it even more, so she ended that line of thought. @Weaver of Lights

“Hmm?” Jenny looked up, sounding distracted. Her eyes looked slightly unfocused. ”Oh, yeah, I’m fine.” She shook her head to clear it of the strange fog inside, then kissed Ed on the cheek. ”Thank you. I won’t let him hurt you again either.”

Jenny stood silently, looking downwards and wondering why her head hurt so much. It was odd Lucid hadn’t noticed Roy’s behavior. Perhaps he just hated Ed and herself specifically and was a nice person otherwise. @Wierdo @Weaver of Lights