domingo en fuego [ o, dual joining ]

"Look what we got 'ere- the walkin' freak show." A snort erupted from the New Jerseyan as he fixated his stare on the undeniable duo: Barney and the Ghost Brat. He had pursed his lips, though his features had eventually morphed into a scowl the more that he observed the two. Ska'arq? He never had a problem with him, not like he had with Beck, although he never cared to get close to him. As for Beck, though, he felt as if he would blow his top if the two came any closer. The last few days had cemented his dislike for the former deputy- ratting him out and then exiling him to God knows where. As long as it wasn't around here. Maybe he'd go join the other fucking loonies in the Exiles- he'd probably get along just fine with Riddlersgame.

His green eyes fixated on Beck. Could he even see him through those "eyes"? Jesus, what the fuck was wrong with him, anyways? He was like a tick that you couldn't remove as hard as may have tried. You could electrocute him in a goddamn lake or impale him but he was still there. He merely existed to piss people off. God, if any clueless SunClanner tried to argue with him on this, then he'd get pissed. They didn't know the half of it. Jerseyboy wasn't going to let this fucker through. Jacob had taken off from BlizzardClan to escape from him, and now he was following him? That wasn't going to fucking fly.

"Fat chance, stronzi." The tuxedo tom twitched his whisker. He didn't jump to conclusions yet. "You might be a lil' lost- the Exiles is back that way." He grunted, before adjusting his bow tie and adding, "Or the otha' way. Who gives a fuck. You can go wander off a' cliff for all I care, both a' yous." Why did Ska'arq even go with Beck, anyways? Sticking with him was a fucking death sentence. It wasn't like anyone would take them in, not after the word got around that Beck was banned from BlizzardClan. He didn't have to wander aimlessly and suffer just because that asshole got his ass thrown out. What a stupid decision, but hey, that wasn't his problem.

*:･ﾟ✦ Why was it that when he tried to do nice things, someone always seemed purposefully intent on ruining them? Well, perhaps this wasn't on purpose but there was no chance Jacob was going to view it as anything but that. The boy had just been out on a walk at his usual time and schedule but then he heard a voice. It wasn't uncommon for Jacob to hear this particular voice. No, he heard Beck often in his own nightmares and hallucinations, especially since being in the Exiles. It was one of the reasons he'd left Blizzardclan, he had been almost entirely certain he wouldn't be able to face Beck. Even if the ghost was trying to be better, that didn't matter when Jacob had violent reactions to just thinking about the ghost, let alone seeing him. That being said, he wasn't sure what drove him to investigate further. No, he knew why. He had to make sure that it was real, that it wasn't just something that his mind was making up. It was the same reason he checked all around the territory for a fire when he woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of crackling flames and being suffocated by smoke. He knew it wasn't there but he just had to be sure. But this time it was there.

The moment Jacob saw Beck, complete terror came to the boy's face. He had thought he would be safe here, that had been the whole point of leaving, to improve his mental health. He couldn't stand it in Blizzardclan, there were just too many things that reminded him of his burns and of fire. Tears immediately began to run down his face and he began to shake, sobs erupting from him. Perhaps if he'd been in a better state of mind he would have acknowledged how worn both Beck and Ska'arq appeared but he couldn't do that. His mind was only screaming at him to run and get away from the one person that had caused him so much harm despite everything he had tried to do. "Why?" the word was torn from him. "I-I dunno' what-what yer' tryin' t-t-ta' do co-comin' here but I tried everythin'. I-I jus' wanna' be left alone. I-I gotta' see ya' when I-I go ta' sleep n' when I wake up n' now I have ta' see ya' because you're here n' I dunno' what you want but I jus' don'... I-I-I can't-" the boy was sobbing in an almost violent fashion now, gasping for air and shaking helplessly. The moment that Jerseyboy arrived, he would dart behind the older male and crouch down, an almost comical scene considering he was so much larger than the feline. Still, it was clear Jacob found no humor in the situation, crouching behind his big brother and continuing to sob. Why couldn't he just be left alone?

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Perhaps he should have known better for scouring the borders, but somehow Hexane had not expected to find yet more joiners dawdling about near the territory's edge. It didn't seem something one would expect considering before now there was a rather constant rate of persons within the clan. But for some reason there had been a recent influx, maybe because the sun had finally returned or maybe because everywhere else in the world had become marginally shittier, who knew? All Hexane was sure of was that there was a dragon and a cat lingering about.

He heaved a sigh behind his mask, slinking closer to the visiting pair. He would have to figure out at another point in time exactly why SunClan had become the local hotspot for the strangest of joiners. "I'm here, I'm here," he called out, padding up to sit beside Jerseyboy and Jacob and give a sideways glance behind his mask. "And apparently so are our most lovely new additions." What exactly was the issue with these two? They didn't look the most normal of pairs, but Hex would be hypocritical to judge based on that fact alone. He reached one tail to flick Jerseyboy's ear. "Mind cluing in the family on the history here? Your friends don't look nearly as terrible as the words I'm hearing." Although even if Hex didn't completely understand Jerseyboy, if Jacob was scared, that might be saying something; the kid was really shaking in his paws.

it wasn't too long ago that jinya had been standing near the border as these two had. a patrol of sunclanners had found him and the rest went on from there- however, there wasn't anything like this happening when he joined. the maltese tiger had taken a minute to step out of the city and explore his surroundings a little to get use to sunclan's vast territory once more. it had been a while since he's been there, after all. he didn't feel like bothering anyone to take him on a tour since it would most likely end in awkward silences here and there. jinya didn't want any of that, and so he decided by himself he'd pick his way through the territory and memorize what he could for the day.

when he hit the border, he began trailing alongside it and soon enough he found five people. four of them he was unfamiliar with. the only one he recognized on the scene was jacob and the other was shaking horribly as if he were scared of something. the massive tiger strolled closer, his shoulders tensing out of caution as he neared. he circled the small group until he came up at jacob's side. "hey, hey, jacob..." he murmured, "take deep breaths and calm down." he advised, remembering how he had to do this all the time back home. he didn't know what this was about and it wasn't likely his business anyhow, but it seemed as if jacob and jer had some sort of problem with the apparition that ska'arq had introduced as beck.

Normally Andi welcomed in new joiners without a problem. Normally she was happy to meet new people, and to be able to make new friends. However, something about this joining seemed... off. The shiba inu at first watched from a near distance, pricking her ears as she listened to the conversation. She didn't like the way these two seemed to make Jersey act out aggressively, or how Jacob acted terrified of them - enough to cry over it. Apparently the duo were former BlizzardClanners, but Andi didn't recognize them like she had with Jacob and Jerseyboy. They must've joined after she had left, and by the sounds of it, they seemed to have caused nothing for trouble, especially for Jacob. That was... not good.

The girl finally decided to near closer, putting herself in front of Jacob as if meaning to separate him from Beck and Ska'arq, refraining herself from growling at them, or dropping any sort of hints that she might be suspicious of them. Instead she just stood there, fur bristling a bit. She didn't know who in the world these two were, but what she did know was that she didn't like the way her clanmates whom she knew and trusted were acting as if they were a threat of some sort. It wasn't like Andi was in any position to deny them of joining, though, but she wouldn't let them get close to Jacob. Not when the boy seemed to actually cry because of them. She knew the feeling of being targeted by someone, and she knew that it usually wasn't an easy thing to deal with. "I'm Andi," was all she decided to say, not smiling nor wagging her tail like she typically did. She just hoped that nothing bad would come from this, but yet she couldn't feel like something awful would.

"You're making my friend upset!" It was perhaps the most confrontational thing Eden had ever said- she was quiet, and meek, not one for battles or the scary things that were happening in the Clan. She didn't even like Uncle Rooster's potty mouth or the way people seemed to push each other's buttons! But there was one thing Eden knew was that a crowd was gathering fast, and with it, voices rose, and confusion was rising in the situation- the newcomer didn't seem very friendly, either. His response, at the very least, wasn't kind and hopeful as Eden would have liked. The.... was that a dragon? Maybe... He looked like a dragon, anyway, like her story books, but he seemed the nicer of the two. But that wasn't the issue. The issue was is that they were making Jacob cry and she didn't know why. But by the sounds of it, it was scary, and wasn't good.

But the Princess was young, and naive, what did she know?

She nervously approached, taking a space besides Jacob, almost protectively at that. They didn't know each other well, but they were close in age, and he was kind- as far as Eden was concerned, that was enough criteria for friendship. And what did they mean, "The Exiles?" Were they bad people, like the people in BloodClan were bad people? Did they like hurting people like the BloodClan people did by raiding her home? Was that going to happen again? An overreaction, surely, but it was the only connection Eden had with Clans that she wasn't familiar with- the possibility of danger, of hurt and fear that they had already had enough of. "You're not being nice, either! SunClan is family, you can't talk to your family like that!" Of this, at least, she seemed certain, even as her voice squeaked and wavered and died off, her ears flattening back as she shied away- oh, that was rude of her, too! Why did she open her mouth? This was bad, really, really, bad. She just didn't want them to yell again, she hated yelling, she hated crowds that got loud and angry and scary with each other. "...Why does the mister talk about the uhm... the uhm... 'Exiles'?" she whispered next in a soft question, barely meeting thier gaze now that guilt had flooded her chest for the way she had spoken, very Un-princess-like at that. Maybe if... they just stopped and tried to understand it would be better, right?

Jerseyboy looked back at Jacob as he arrived. Oh shit. Here we go. The male thought, scowling back up at Ska’arq. He swished his tail, as if offering Jacob reassurance and mentally communicating, “I got this”. Jersey narrowed his olivine optics at Ska’are, gritting his teeth as he was told to “watch what he said”. “How ‘bout you zip it, ya’ twat.” The tuxedo tom warmed the dragon. How fucking dare he?

He stood his ground, shifting backwards to side with Jacob as he cowered in fear. Jerseyboy shot a glare at the ghost as he decided to open his damn mouth once again. He wasn’t going to let them come here and ruin Jacob’s life again. No fucking way. “Oh yeah? Y’know what hasn’t changed? Th’ fact that your ass was thrown out. Sweets fuckin’ exiled you for a reason, dickwad. Don’t come bringin’ your two-bit bullshit ova’ here. We don’t need it.” He hissed, the fur along the nape of his neck bristling in hostility.

The stubborn tom took a step forward, growling, “Now beat it, cocksucka’s. Do ya’ need me to fuckin’ repeat it?” He stopped, wondering what their next move would be. Jerseyboy didn’t care if everyone else was confused or trying to stop the conflict. They didn’t know what happened. It was none of their damn business.

*:･ﾟ✦ The scent of BlizzardClan was quickly becoming one of his most familiar scents. The clan's members seemed to be flocking towards SunClan lately, and he didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing. With lips permanently curled the Warden would push his way through the already gathered clanmates, giving Jacob a worried look as he passed. If Jacob and Jersey's reactions were anything to go by, one or both of the new pair were not friendly and should be watched. He'd have to speak to Jersey about what happened, and possibly Suga or a higher rank about a 'restraining order' of sorts. He growled softly as he came to a stop beside the new jerseyan, regarding the smaller tuxedo with a careful, neutral look before he'd speak up.

"Would everyone shut the fuck up? Y'alls are causing a scene, aight? Jeez." He huffed, although the statement wasn't meant for Jacob. "Everybody caLM DOWN!" his voice slowly raised into a shout, black eyes suddenly almost stormy instead of hollow as his crystal shone a bright silver. "Whether they caused trouble in the past, it doesn't matter. We have no right to refuse them should they wish to join." He spoke, voice powerful and commanding. "If it would appease Jacob and Jerseyboy's wishes, I'll speak to a higher up about getting a restraining order, for now... SCAT!" He yelled, narrowing his eyes at the onslaught of clanmates behind him.

With a sigh he'd turn towards the duo, licking his lips before his voice would ring clearly, his pelt shining a bright, golden colour in the sunlight. "I apologise, SunClan is a sort of family and they're all very protective of each other. Now is there something I could help you with?"

"Speech."

Andi was fine, or at least, a few seconds ago she was. But as she began to listen to Beck speak, stating that the Exiles would be 'nicer' and how he didn't even want to be here, along with how he was talking to Jacob, she just couldn't help but feel enraged. There was nothing worst than people who were out to get others on purpose - people who were toxic towards others. Those were the people which Andi despised. Everyone else she liked, but it was those few individuals like Beck that made her feel uneasy. It was a while ago that she was done being the victim of these people, but she realized that there were still many others they could pick on, and she wasn't going to let them pick on friends like Jacob. "If you don't even want to be here, then why in the world are you here even, and not in the Exiles where they're supposedly 'nicer' than us?" She would snap, pinning her ears back as she remained in her place between Beck and Jacob, perhaps feeling just as protective over him as Eden was, who made really good points. Then Jerseyboy had pointed out the exile, which made Andi widen her eyes, realizing that Beck and Ska'arq really were threats.

So they had done bad enough to have gotten thrown out of a clan? There was no way that she'd let them even get near her clanmates, now. "Why do you think we'd even let anyone in who doesn't even want to be here? Last time I checked clanmates were supposed to be supportive of their clan and each other. Maybe you should just go to the Exiles then, and leave us be," she huffed, rolling her eyes. She didn't typically go off on anyone like this often, but she knew how to stand up for herself, and for her clan, and for her friends. She then looked over at Ska'arq, about to say something, but then Bareiles came and shut them up. For a moment she stood there, looking down at her paws, feeling more and more uncomfortable over the fact that some of her clanmates actually thought it was okay to allow those who were exiled from an allying clan to join. "I just think we should talk to Suga about this..." she'd quickly add before growing silent once more, flashing an empathetic glance toward Jacob. What if they really were allowed to stay? Would her clnamates be okay? She was worried, and angry, and honestly just wished that everyone else felt the same way. But some of them seemed okay with it for some reason, and that was just wrong in her mind.

damn it all to hell, he didn't have time for this. all the commotion had caught his attention while leviathan was organizing the arrows in the solar city, his sensitive hearing briefly catching all the voices and though he knew his clanmates could handle their own shit - it didn't seem to happen. his small charcoal paws carefully settled down the arrows in a neat order before rising to his feet and heading out, a tired expression brushing his facial features though it sunk past his exterior and his usual unreadable mask settling down to prepare for whatever hellfire was being spat at from the arguments. as he grew closer, it only seemed to worsen and the male's velvety ears slowly began to draw back to not be so exposed to all the spitting venom. he slipped past his clanmates and halted to stand in the middle, his pristine white cravat softly bouncing against his chest as he glared around, thuggish piercing graphite eyes flickering to both sides. "that's enough. i can hear your damn shouting from the fucking city. now, listen up because i'm not going to say it twice. whatever shit beck did that got him exiled remains in blizzardclan, not in sunclan unless he starts something. now, sunclan is a big ass place and i am pretty sure you guys can avoid each other and even if you see them, guess what? you can turn around and walk the other way. you may say you hate each other's guts but i don't see you guys attacking so obviously you have some damn sense to restrain yourselves. let's keep it that way."

with that, the male cleared his throat as leviathan glanced briefly towards andi, hearing the comment about suga needing to be in this. "suga is busy and small petty shit like this isn't worth his time. and if it's really so much damn trouble, i'll talk to him about it but for now, let's leave it like this." his short tail twitched as the japanese bobtail waited for a response, his voice flat and sharp.

( rushed )

*:･ﾟ✦ The boy kept sobbing those his cries got to the point that they became silent, the only evidence of them being the horribly shaking of his body and the tears that rolled down his face. He heard Ska'arq tell him to not be so afraid but what did the dragon know? He couldn't even feel emotions without a stupid necklace and he liked Beck, of course he'd take his side. He heard the nice man he'd met just the other day, Jinya, telling him to take deep breaths and he tried, he really did, but his body seemed insistent on shaking and sobbing instead. Trying to take deep breaths only resulted in the boy letting out little gasps of air and caused his lungs and chest to ache even more. As the conversation progressing, he felt guilt filling him. This was all his fault. None of this would have happened if he'd never left, if he'd just tried to get better but he didn't feel like he could get better with Beck around. The roar of fire was deafening now and smoke was suffocating him. He was going to die. Beck was going to inadvertently kill him. Despite knowing that the fire and smoke wasn't real, his mind told him that it was and he could do little about that. Jacob wasn't even registering the conversation anymore and his eyes appeared glazed as his breathing got faster and faster until it soon became clear he was hyperventilating.

Spots appeared in his vision as his mind was starved of oxygen because of it's own panic and his chest heaved with the effort to bring in a new breath but it was moving too quickly and he couldn't do anything. Then there was someone yelling and he felt a new wave of guilt. This was all his fault. He should have just been better, there shouldn't have been anything wrong with him. He should see fire or smell smoke or hear flames or see Beck in his nightmares or any of that but he did and he couldn't stop it. The boy was suddenly swaying on his paws, his eyes now completely glazed over as his body continued to deprive itself of oxygen out of sheer panic. He wanted to stop thinking about it and he wanted to leave but he couldn't because his muscles refused to listen and his mind refused to let go of the panic it seemed to love so much. He wished he could just make it all stop but he couldn't. His vision was more spotty than ever now and his body lurched forward suddenly, toppling over, his eyes shutting as he passed out from essentially suffocating himself. When he collapsed, his breathing would slow down to a rate that was still faster than usual but more controlled than before.

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This was just about the biggest clusterfuck of a joining Hex had ever seen, but at least it was more entertaining than the usual charade of name exchanges. Though he did permit himself an eyeroll at the shouting, the kitsune was at least glad for the entertainment. He'd have to ask for more details about this apparent exile-able action later on, so long as Suga did permit them both to stay here."Well while we wait for Suga's verdict-" Hexane gave a slight bow to the new pair, "-good to meet you both, I'm Hexane and I'll be your medic this evening."

It seemed to be right at that moment that the child decided to collapse. "Alright, that was supposed to be facetious but I guess we'll actually do some medic stuff then," he sighed. Kneeling beside Jacob, Hex pressed a paw to his chest to measure his breathing rate, then pushed slightly to make sure the kid was in a decent position to keep up his breathing. "Eden, dear, why don't we take your friend to the medic center and stay with him until he's feeling a bit better? Pay no mind to our newly joined clanmates." Even if he tolerated them well-enough, regardless of their apparent past sins, he didn't want his sister feeling any fear in her own home. Especially since she never normally spoke out as she did now.

TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — "Why are you all being so grouchy? You know what? We're called Sunnyclan so we're supposed to be happy! Aren't we sup-supposed to be friendly and welcoming and all of that stuff to people? Why does there have to be so much yelling? Yelling is mean! Can't we just sit and have cookies and shtuff and just talk about our problems? That seems way nicer!" Werifesteria would frown as as trotted over, eyes glistening with the beginnings of tears. Why was everybody being so mean? Couldn't they just all get along?