"I know I'm not skilled." Uriah slumped down into his seat and looked over the papers. "And I'm sure as hell ain't invincible. But, that's all the more why I want to do it." Cyrus didn't understand how he felt. "If I'm going to be apart of thisgroup, I need to you my skills and that's my connections and how I get information." Both his hands ran through his hair. "I just want to help."
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“I know… I know… but make sure you use those skills wisely, because we can’t afford to make any wrong moves. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders, Uriah. It would be more than a shame if an enemy decided it would be a good idea to knock it off. I just… I want a little more information, that’s all. I trust you. I just want a little something to reassure me that you’re going to be fine where you go. Something that gives some indication of when you might be back…” Cyrus sighed. Uriah was not much like Zhavia in most ways, but he was very headstrong and sure-footed, and Cyrus knew that was half of the reason she died. He didn’t want another valuable ally and friend to die.
(I dunno what to do…)
(Eira and Andra are there too, right? Just jump in, I guess. Bring Cyrus down a notch lol)
"I'm thinking it through, don't worry. And Sparrow will be there with me as well, so I'm sure I'll be fine." His elbow rested on the table and his head was in his hands. "Admit it, you'll miss me." He playfully grinned at Cyrus. Uriah couldn't help but tease him a bit, he liked having a friend like Cy that worried for him.
“Hey guys.” Eira said, walking over to where Cyrus and Uriah were sitting, “Everything okay?” Andra followed but didn’t say anything yet./
“Of course I will…” Cyrus whispered, “I’ll miss both of you a lot.” He was still tapping his fingers, and as his nerves ran higher, he tapped them faster. He turned to Eira.
“Well, he’s leaving. Care to explain a little, Uriah?”
"Wait, what? Like explain how I'm doing it?" He was a bit confused. Uriah didn't even know quite yet and that's why he was writing everything down, it helped him think better and organize things. "I, uh.." He had no idea what to say.
(If Uriah and Cyrus were gay, I would probably ship them haha.)
(I mean, same. They’re BroTP material for sure though.)
“Yeah,” Cyrus replied, “Something like that.” He figured if he put Uriah on the spot, that could at least prompt him to come up with a plan of some sort to save face, and maybe together they could come up with a better plan of action so he didn’t jump into something he wasn’t ready for.
“Alright, both of you need to calm down. Uriah, you need to figure out a plan before you leave and Cy, you need to calm down. He’ll be fine.” Eira said, sitting down in front of them.
“He’ll be fine if he has a solid plan,” Cyrus said, holding his tight stance, arms crossed and eyes locked on a wall across the room.
“Cyrus, stop acting like a child.” Eira said, firmly.
Cyrus’ expression changed. “Nice to see you still think so highly of me after the hell we’ve all been through.”
"Okay…" Uriah gathered up his papers. "This seems like something I shouldn't get into." He smiled awkwardly hoping to slip out before one of them notices. It was weird having people lecture him besides his dad.
Eira sighed and rubbed her face, “I’m sorry, Cy. I’m worried too but fighting isn’t going to get us anywhere, you know it.”
“No, you’re right, Eira. But look… Uriah, if you don’t have a thorough plan, just tell us that. We’re here to help.” Cyrus was still struggling to focus on any one thing. He was terrified and deep down just wanted to stop all of this.
(Ahhh I have to go. Sorry! I’ll see y’all tomorrow after class hopefully)
Eira nodded, “That’s true.”
(Alright, seeya!’
Uriah sighed and sat back down. "Okay, I've been looking at this map." He laid it out on front of him. "Were meeting half way at a stakeout house they have here." He pointed to a small island. "I'm trying to fine the best path to take that will have the least issues." Uriah wasn't good with this kind of stuff, he just wanted to see if he could do it on his own. Obviously he couldn't though.
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Throws confetti 🎉🎊
(Confetti!)
(Covfefe)
“Okay, so you’ve got multiple routes in mind. Let’s hear them,” Cyrus said, taking a seat closer to Uriah, “Weigh out the pros and cons if you haven’t already.”
(Of course. That’s what it meant the whole time)
(Great its morning!)
Zoe woke up to the stupid sunshine in her face as she got out of her tent.