All Night Long

[Nathan Miller]

Miller couldn't deny the relief he felt when he had seen Bellamy and Clarke return to camp with guns. Finally! They had something to fight the damn grounders with. Everyone was getting training with them, and Raven was working on the bullets but over all . . . for a bunch of weapons that were stashed for decades upon decades of years, it wasn't all too bad at all. And when the rest of the Ark came down, they would have proper functioning weapons. For the time being however, it was better than nothing. Miller currently gripped his gun, standing near the wall of their camp. While most guns were given up by night time, only those who were keeping guard were permitted to have one . . . and tonight, those people were Miller and Jasper.

The delinquent was someone Miller had known from the Ark -- rather well in fact. So it always helped pass the time when the person you were paired with was an actual friend. And not someone that you hated. "Try not to fall asleep," he said to Jasper, though his words were mainly sarcastic. "Wouldn't want to wipe your drool off that gun," he added on jokingly, his face purposely void of any humor though his words were meant to be a jest. Apparently, word was Jasper was quite the shot. Who knew. Miller supposed the ground changed everyone but that certainly wasn't something that he had expected. Though, it was admittedly a relief: the more decent shooters they had here, the better.

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Jasper huffed a sort of laugh at Miller's tease. He had been starting to feel a bit less twitchy on the ground after recovering from his spearing. Octavia did what she could to try to get him out of camp, and Jasper put some of his focus on trying to help Monty with communication to the Ark, and then Octavia went missing, and Jasper had forced himself to act and leave camp to rescue her, even if he was still terrified. And he was getting better, starting to be more himself again, starting to laugh and joke around more, though his recent hallucination on those nuts had been mostly a nightmare. "Not something you need to worry about," he said, somewhat seriously, even if he knew Miller had been teasing.

He scanned their surroundings through the scope of his rifle, then lowered it and glanced back over at Miller. "Who woulda thought... you in the guard," he teased, his lips quirking into a smirk. This wasn't the guard, but it was close enough for a kid who'd rebelled so hard against what his dad wanted for him. "Though I can't claim to have been a more likely candidate," he added. Jasper had just wanted to have fun, play pranks on people, and get high. The thought of picking up a weapon and shooting people was so... strange still. Earth had certainly not been what he expected. After a moment, he snorted. "If they gave shit, they could've at least sent us down here with a bit of medicinal herb," he joked. Thought it would have seriously helped him medicinally when he was recovering, and would be great stress relief otherwise. But they didn't give a shit, and everyone knew it.

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