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Post by Nathan Miller on Aug 2, 2018 16:18:12 GMT
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| To say that Miller's stomach was unsettled was an understatement. The very thought of what they were doing . . . but alas. What choice did they have? Starvation or . . . utilizing their resources. That was how they had to look at it. And he would not compromise his loyalty to Octavia by questioning her authority and refusing. Logically, it made no sense to refuse. They didn't come all this way just to whither away and die from lack of food. When the food was right there in front of him. But Miller knew that others were having a more difficult time coming to terms with this. He had tried to reassure Jackson, but he could see the look on his face.
Which was why as soon as he was done his shift, he made his way to their now shared room, and upon entering, saw Jackson seated at the edge of the bed. The look on his face said it all. Miller disarmed himself, setting his weapons to the side before moving to sit next to Jackson at the edge of the bed, his feet on the ground. He knew that it was futile to ask Jackson if he was ok. He didn't look ok. "Hey," Miller said, reaching out to put a hand on Jackson's leg in comfort. "This is only temporary. We'll get out of here eventually." Miller had to believe that. They were surviving down here for a chance to live up there.
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Post by Nathan Miller on Aug 2, 2018 16:09:26 GMT
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| Miller was slipping in and out of consciousness, his stubborn determination being the only thing that kept him from completely succumbing to the darkness. Hell, it even helped numb some of the pain from his wound, but that part was certainly getting louder with nothing to ease the pain of it.
With the aid of the others, they got him into a tent and in the few moments he was left alone, he attempted to sit up. The timing of it ironic, because it was then that Jackson walked back in. As if anticipating Jackson's question of what he was doing, Miller immediately answered. "We have to go back," he breathed, one hand on his wound, his voice a bit strained. "I'll go alone if I have to," he added on stubbornly. He wouldn't leave the others to die. They were Wonkru.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 25, 2018 3:51:47 GMT
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| Like hell he was going to let Jackson go on his own. And fortunately, Jackson's value as a doctor was more important than their care if Miller went along. If anything else, it was more leverage that they could use against him, but Miller didn't give a damn. He wasn't about to just watch Jackson go off with this lot of people. People that he didn't trust at all. And with the two of them together, they could get through this and with any luck . . . find a way to escape. As loyal as Miller was to Wonkru, his love for Jackson came before all else, and he wasn't about to divide his loyalty. It was a no brainer, and so with that, they set on their way. The journey was quiet for the most part. Miller kept close to Jackson, ready to fend off anyone who would try to get violent or too aggressive.
You're a healer not a fighter . . . That's why I love you the familiar words of his first admittance of love towards Jackson playing in his mind. Both their skills could get them in trouble but Miller wasn't about to provoke the situation. By the time they got to their camp it was late, and Diyoza told them to get their rest, for they would need it come tomorrow. They were taken to a residence where they would work from but before Miller cared about seeing who was on watch or thinking of a way to escape, he turned to Jackson first, his hand casually resting upon his cheek. "How're you holding up?" He asked, attempting to determine the mental and emotional state of his partner, given the circumstances of currently being taken prisoner.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 25, 2018 3:44:46 GMT
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| The hug was most welcome and Miller returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around Raven and briefly closing his eyes. Basking in the feeling of his friend having returned. When they started to pull away, Miller was only further reminded of her, and her teasing remark reminded him . . . of all that had happened and yet, they were not completely unchanged from who they once were.
"Hey, with age comes maturity," Miller retorted teasingly. "Or you know, something like that." Truth was, a lot had happened in the bunker. A lot of . . . dark things. And Miller doubted he would have been able to get through any of it if it weren't for Jackson. Losing Bryan, his dad . . . Jackson was all that had remained in that bunker of any form of solace.
Speaking of comfort, her gentle touch only had the small smile remain upon Miller's features, enjoying the light tone of conversation . . . for such a tone was often so rare and seldom experienced. "Glad to see you haven't lost your sense of humour, being stuck with those guys for all that time," Miller said with fond teasing towards the group of people she was sent up with. Their people. The original 100. Well, most of them.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 25, 2018 1:45:17 GMT
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| Miller had just finished covering the last body. Ironically the first one that was so severely threatened. Obika. The thought of just leaving them here was, unsettling. But he knew full well that hardly any would go against Bloodreina's orders. How far they had come. Miller still remembered the young girl who kept trying to get to the grounder that Bellamy had ordered him to keep watch of. And now . . . look at them. Look at what they had become. Glimpses of who they were flashed in Miller's mind every so often, but that version of them was gone. Replaced by . . . what survival made them become.
Miller was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a sound he had not heard for so long . . . yet one he instantly recognized. He rose from his crouched position next to the corpse, eyeing the Rover as it finally ceased to a halt. Emotions erupted within him as he saw familiar faces begin to pile out of it. And, he could not keep the smile from touching his lips.
Reminders of who they once were came out of that Rover. Yes. Everyone was different and yet, these were the people that Miller had started this journey on the ground with. There was something, refreshing about that. So he couldn't stop his feet from approaching them, greeting them, reaching Raven and well, she was no exception. "Welcome back," he said with a smile, extending his hand to her and already ready to pull her in for a hug.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 24, 2018 3:53:14 GMT
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| A dozen were dead, and Miller certainly hoped that was the last of it. There were still those who were wounded, but Clarke was working on them. The rover had been what caught Miller's attention as his gaze went to it. Most of his friends had either gone to space, or were dead. The only other that was from the original delinquent camp was Octavia. So when he saw Harper and Monty step off that Rover, Miller couldn't help but allow the small smile to form on his lips, one that was returned as the others approached.
There were still a few missing, but Miller was fairly certain he'd find out what happened to them soon enough. Right now, he would just appreciate those who were still living. Once Monty was close enough, Miller extended his arm before pulling the other into a hug. "It's damn good to see you," he told him, genuinely meaning it. The sight of them all was enough to numb the pain from the shards of the sandstorm. In fact, it numbed everything else for the time being. It was just good to see his friends again.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 3, 2018 2:03:51 GMT
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| Did he want to elaborate on that story? "No," he answered almost teasingly, in that typical smart ass kind of way Miller sometimes spoke in. The tone that would often cause his father to get upset on the Ark. Truth was, Miller didn't want to make it seem like he couldn't handle himself. That he couldn't take care of or protect himself. Because, if there was doubt in that, then there would be doubt in his capabilities to protect others. And Miller found himself guilty for feeling like he didn't want Jackson of all people to see him at his most weak and vulnerable state.
"It was a panther," Miller finally admitte. "But, do me a favor and don't tell my dad about this." His father hadn't seen him come in so many, just maybe Miller could get away with him not finding out. He could already hear the lecture of not veering off on his own, in his head. Though part of Miller wondered if Jackson was listening, as he seemed caught in his own mind . . . eyes locking onto him and well, maybe he was just intently focusing on his work. What else could it be after all? Miller was instantly distracted from his thoughts when he felt the painful sting from his wound, a sharp inhalation of breath seeming to break Jackson from whatever his thoughts were as the good doctor apologized. Damn it! Miller did not want to appear weak in front of him.
"You call that good bedside manner?" He asked him teasingly . . . flirtatiously? It reminded Miller of the ridiculously large crush he had Jackson back on the Ark. He recalled it well. He was still in school and Jackson was that accomplished individual that one could easily develop an unrealistic crush on, knowing nothing would ever happen. Then . . . Miller had met Bryan and that was the only male who held his attention. Yet, Miller's questionable tone that he asked his question in brought those thoughts rushing back. And well, it wasn't as if he hadn't thought about it. Jackson aged well. Real well. Now, it was Nathan's turn to have zoned out and quickly brought himself back to the present. "How bad is it?" Focus on the wound. That was after all why he was here, wasn't it?
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 2, 2018 3:17:26 GMT
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| The fight left Miller . . . unsettled and gave him mixed emotions about the entire situation. But, he was not a leader here, nor did he envy the position Octavia was in. He would leave all that up to the people who knew how to handle it. At the very least, Miller would help with protection and security -- which was why he was sparring with Octavia earlier, trying to learn the kind of combat that Grounders did. Right now however, all that was put aside. He just wanted to get out of this chaos and rest. Find a quiet spot and spend it with the man that he had just proclaimed his love to.
Making their way out of the crowded area, Miller casually kept a hand on Jackson's back. He would be lying if he said that the thought of never seeing him again hadn't crossed his mind. Thankfully, he was not left too long in that fear. "So I heard you guys had a feast in there," Miller teased with a smirk, looking at his partner as they made their way down the hall. He had heard that since they didn't think they would have to ration . . . that they got all food happy behind the walls.
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Post by Nathan Miller on May 2, 2018 2:33:18 GMT
I NEED SOMEONE TO FREAK OUT WITH ME ABOUT THE PERFECTION THAT IS MACKSON!!!
THE KISS
THE 'I LOVE YOUS'
'YOU'RE A HEALER NOT A FIGHTER'
JACKSON CHECKING MILLER OUT AS HE WALKS AWAY
JACKSON READY TO KNOCK A BITCH OUT TO PROTECT HIS MAN
JACKSON CALLING HIM NATE
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 19, 2018 3:18:27 GMT
Ok then I think the only idea that could work is an AU of sorts where they meet in polis or something...
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 19, 2018 3:05:15 GMT
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| Things were quite settled in the bunker, but every day was filled with some event or another. The grounders and arkers were still learning to peacefully coexist, not to mention there were still tensions between the clans. Miler remained on the guard, tasked with security and making sure no one killed each other. Which, was harder than one may think. Especially when everyone was in such close quarters. But alas, it was early enough in the morning, and Miller had some time before his shift started so decided to spend said time with the one other person that he was perhaps closest to out of anyone else. The one person that always made his heart flutter and he was finding himself more and more in need of their company.
As he grew closer to him, his emotions grew stronger. And while nothing was revealed quite yet, Miller felt it. So he gave a light knock on Jackson’s designated quarters, but when there was no answer, he slowly pushed opened the door. The bed was made, looking as if no one had been in it. Miller took a slow breath, knowing what this meant. He had tried to have dinner with Jackson last night, but he was working late. And now not seeing Jackson this morning led Miller to believe one thing: the doc had pulled an all nighter. Even though they weren’t technically a couple, Miller still felt this sense of, obligation to look after Jackson.
So with that determination in mind, he made his way to the medical bay and as suspected, Jackson was there tending to patients. Miller stood in the threshold of the door, watching him for a few moments as his presence went unnoticed. Jackson was so damn dedicated to his job, and watching him in action, only made Miller’s heart swell even more. But he knew he couldn’t just stare like this forever. So he took the few steps into the room. “Let me guess, didn’t sleep at all last night?” He asked him, already knowing the answer.
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 19, 2018 3:01:41 GMT
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| The damn thing had come out of nowhere and Miller knew he was going to get a talking to from his dad and probably Kane. Miller had insisted on going out on patrol on his own, not having been in the best of moods since he and Bryan had broken up. Perhaps if he was with someone else, the attack could have been avoided. But as luck would have it, the panther had caught him off guard and sunk its teeth deep into Miller’s leg. Fortunately it couldn’t tear it off because Miller had shot it quick enough to kill the damn thing.
His distracted mind didn’t help when he was supposed to be very aware of his surroundings. And as a result, he was being taken to the med bay to be looked after. Jackson immediately approached them by the time Miller was on one of the beds. “I’m fine,” he quickly said, irritated with himself for being so … careless. “Damn thing just caught me off guard.” Though he couldn’t help but instinctively sharply inhale when he felt his pant leg being raised to expose the blood soaked wound. His eyes moved to meet Jackson’s. “No point telling anyone else about this.” Like his dad. Though Arkadia was small . . . he'd most likely find out anyway.
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 19, 2018 2:57:55 GMT
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| Miller had known the second he opened his eyes and regained some sense of orientation. Their numbers had significantly dropped. And despite the abrupt and almost frantic standing, eyes searching the crowd … he knew. Sounds of sobs, coughs … mourning. Choice stripped of them, stripped of the ones who had been tossed out of the bunker. Including his father. The pain in his heart was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He had feared the loss of his father for so long, and now for it to be an actual reality … it was too much to bare. Even the relief of seeing Jackson among the chosen was not enough to ease the pain. His eyes locked onto the other male for a few moments, but it didn’t hold because there was too much work to do. The events of the next several hours involving cleaning up and designating rooms.
It all led to where Miller was on. Seated on the edge of the makeshift bed, head in his hands. Eyes red from the tears he cried. Miller had always known just how damn lucky he had been to have his father alive, unlike so many of the others – especially the 100. But now, he was an orphan. Like so many others, he had no parents. His mother was long gone and now his father … Miller sniffed, trying to control his emotions. But his mind was elsewhere. To the point of not even realizing that upon hearing the knock at the door, his quiet voice had granted the other person permission to enter. Miller didn’t even have to look up to know who it was. He could … feel the other man’s presence. A presence that had started to become a strong comfort to Miller.
Slowly, Miller looked up, meeting Jackson’s eyes. Now more than ever, he tried to force his emotions to remain controlled. He tried to maintain some semblance of composure. But instead, he just felt himself crumble even more. His face slightly twisted and he felt his eyes sting with more tears as his head lowered, eyes falling to the ground and just slightly shaking his head. He shouldn’t be like this. He should be stronger. But it was as if … every emotion, every loss, every horror that he experienced on the ground, suddenly overwhelmed him and losing his father, had been the final straw. The final event that caused Miller to no longer be able to remain strong.
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 18, 2018 2:07:21 GMT
Hmm i think the only time he went to Polis was when they were fighting the COL stuff anndd then of course with the bunker. We could always do something when they are locked up in the bunker at the end of season 4 maybe? Malia |
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Post by Nathan Miller on Mar 17, 2018 21:18:51 GMT
Hey there Malia !! We can definitely plot something out! Though when all that Mount Weather stuffs was happening, Miller was in MW as a prisoner! SOooo it would be hard for him to interact with Grounders until he was out! So we can do something more AU based or find a way for them to interact after the Mount Weather massacre?
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