Minty Fresh

[Nathan Miller]

The guns had been the most amazing find and finally gave everyone a burst of hope when it came to defending themselves against the grounders. Some, Miller included, were getting proper training with them. Considering who his father was however, he had quite a bit exposure to the weapons. Not that he had been allowed to use one on the Ark or anything. He just didn't get intimidated by them. Not even ones of this size. They often kept the guns together and under the supervision of one of the delinquents, but Miller had his in possession for the current mission he was going on with Monty.

He needed some sort of herb or something for medicinal purposes and Miller was tasked with accompanying him as protection. Nathan adjusted his beanie, grabbed the pack for them, and with the gun strapped around his shoulder, they were on their way. Bellamy had told them to be back quickly considering the threats that lurked out beyond their camp and Miller had no intention of staying out longer than needed be. Especially considering what happened with Jasper. "So what exactly are we looking for here?" He asked Monty, curious about the kind of herb and what it looked like; knowing that it had to be important if it prompted them outside the safety of camp.

Tag: Monty Green

[Monty Green]

Watching Jasper get speared through the chest had been the most traumatic thing Monty had ever experienced but hearing his friend wailing in agony had been worse. There had been moments where Monty had wondered if it would have been better if he’d died when the spear had hit him because at least then he wouldn’t be suffering but he’d quickly shoved those thoughts out of his mind. After watching Jasper suffer like that, Monty didn’t want to watch anyone else go through that much pain and as it would be beneficial for all of the delinquents to have something that at least somewhat resembled medicine, he decided that he’d go out in search of some herbs that might help them in future.

However, since there were hostile grounders out there Monty couldn’t go out of camp alone, which was fine since he didn’t want to leave camp alone. Still, that meant that someone had to go with him and that person on this occasion was Miller. It was reassuring when Monty saw that Miller was taking one of the guns with them, Monty had no desire to fire a gun or watch somebody else fire the weapon at another person but the grounders had tried to kill his friend and he didn’t want to be out there with people capable of that without a weapon. At Miller’s question, Monty smiled sheepishly “um well it’s a long stemmed plant with small white flowers and kinda feathery looking leaves… If it’s here then you’ll probably notice the flowers first” he told him. That was if it was there, he hadn’t seen any yet for definite, he’d caught a glimpse of what could have been what they were looking for a couple of days ago but now that he thought about it, he couldn’t be sure.

Nathan Miller