Snippet #2681387

(Decided to rewrite instead of delete)

Jasper stopped his ritualistic, repetitive sorting of items and put aside his medicine bag. He thought he'd have to be a mediator, but he didn't expect it between Sylvana and Jacob.

He should know better with two sisters of his own, and he also should have known better from his own experience with her when they first met. Sylvana was a fighter when she felt something needed to be corrected, not unlike certain other women and girls he's met in his life. On top of that, she'd been through hell and back, which would definitely make that tendency worse. The problem is the boy she argued with still lived in hell and didn't know any better. He couldn't see heaven for the fog of pain and confused anger.

"I already said I don't believe that fantasy horror story." Jacob growled back to the angry woman and clenched his own fists. "I listened to it, because I didn't have a choice." He pulled back to an offensive battle stance. "I have a choice now though." He snarled. Opening one hand slowly, he revealed a grey fireball and pulled back to toss it at the girl, when Jasper grabbed his arm. He turned his blotchy angry face to the other grey witch, and hissed. Damn! he forgot the guy was there!

"She may not be afraid of dying, but I am the healer on this mission. As such, it's my job to make sure no one dies." He said the last with a sideways glance to Sylvana herself and a hint of warning to both of them. He paused while Jacob flexed his fingers. To be sure of him, the healer directed his stubborn brother's firing hand away from Sylvana. "Unfortunately after that episode, you can't be trusted."

Without turning away from his brother or releasing the boy's hand he removed one of the empty wrappers for their food and tied the rope holding it tight around Jacob's wrists. The fireball dispersed as Jasper, the 'weak' healer, took charge of the situation. Even if the boy didn't want to be around his brother, he knew his master wanted him alive. He growled and resisted, but again his twin was stronger.

Jasper sighed and tested the knots. He didn't want to hurt Jacob, but this was getting too much. "It won't be as effective as the chains in the tower, but it is a reminder that from now on you'll be my prisoner. I can't leave you loose with murderous intent, but we still need a guide. You weren't lying when you said you knew the territory." Jacob growled again, and Jasper tugged the rope. "Don't worry, I'll be a more merciful warden than the one you left me."

Though the smaller grey witch still bristled, his twin turned his attention to Sylvana. "For now the situation is under control, so please get some rest. I'll stay with the boy until Wyatt returns."