I walk to a chair and sit down. I have questions I want to ask but I cannot voice them for some reason, like someone is trying to stop me from talking to her in any way possible. I struggle to speak for a few seconds before a question that just feels right to ask enters my mind “So how are the other siblings at the house?” I do not understand why this question feels right but it just does.

“Why do you want to know you will probably want to torture them for information about our plans rebel” I look up with sigh “Is this how you greet your long lost sibling jeez how you have changed from being quiet and in the background jasmine” she looks at me with question most likely wanting to ask how do I know how she acted as a kid “Ok, you know my name and that I have a missing brother so what, you are not convincing me that you are that missing brother” I sigh more although not out loud but internally “Fine I will tell you a secret that only I would know” she stares swords instead of daggers this time “when we were playing outside once in the snow you slipped and fell down a hole leading to the basement you begged and pled that I come down as well so I d-” I was cut off by having her hug me “Oh my god it really is you” she blurts out trying to keep here voice as composed as possible.

After I go to sit down with her she told me her dream of being the next empresses of the empire, after that I was sworn to secrecy. “Where have you been for the last ten years and why did you leave?!” she yelled having tears rolling down her face like a waterfall “well to keep you into the loop I have to tell you whole story and what has been happening which is going to take a while” she sits there eager to listen, so start to talk about when I was on my way to the capital and what happened on the journey there, what happened while I was journeying through the wastes of snow and frost, Wick, and the journey here and what I have been doing, during the whole thing she did not interrupt once an just listened.

“I see, so that is why we could not find you after we heard that you did not make it to the capital” she lays back down with a thump “The siblings are doing fine and Bavon is married already due to a marriage arranged by father and a different house lord, Marcus has been going down the path of being a general and me well I have been training under spec-ops” I sit there surprised yet not surprised as well, they all belong to a high ranking family in the empire so it only makes sense for them to have these kind of developments.

“So, what are you going to do after this?” she says most likely referring to Jackson and him being a agent for the rebels “well me, merry and mark are planning on leaving and heading to the house and help out as much as we can” she frowns at that “you can’t do that” I look at her with the slight showing of daggers “They could be spies waiting for the opportunity to get information” I stare at her with disagreement or what I thought of as disagreement.

Jasmine scowls at that. I do understand where she is coming from but me spending ten years with them both I have a good understanding of both of them and the twins, and I know full well when we heard what the recorder had, their reaction was pure and not acting of any degree as if they were my god they have a profession in being actors.

She breaths in and sighs, ruffles her long black hair and sits up “Fine they can come as well but they are going to be interrogated when we get back I hope you know this” she explains, I nod my head knowing full well what will happen “Well if you need me I will be upstairs in the room closest to the stair well on the right” while I talk I stand and head for the door she puts a thumb up, hopefully she will remember. I step outside and close the door. I walk to the very cosy lounge room with my stuff still on me, I lay it to the side of one of the chairs and look into fire hearing merry and mark walking around placing and storing things behind me.

Then I see mark sitting down on the couch with merry further down, they both look into the fire as well. I bet they are thinking the same thing as me, how do we leave without Jackson noticing too quickly. The silence between us was deafening, I hated the sound of just nothing except for the fire cracking at points. “How are we going to do this as at it speaks we have nothing” mark breaks the silence, he has said hat is most sensible to say as we do not have a plan, a stockpile of food or ammunition, a way to get there reliably and how do we know if we aren’t in danger and are free.

“I have an idea but it could be risky” Merry voices, me and mark look over at here. She goes on into depth on that when the storm ends we have a chance to do a make or break, she goes into details on how we stockpile and how we could find a good transport if we use the vehicle in the base.

“Hold on before we continue you found a vehicle in the base? Why did not say anything” she looks down and fiddles with her finger a little “Well I thought it would not have been of use as we wanted to isolated from the world” she does have point for why she had kept it a secret “Your plan could work but it is too risky as the problem is getting to that area without getting spotted as the trek there is roughly a hour at most” another valid point but why don’t we…”Leave during the height of the storm low visibility for snipers and men too loud to hear anything and the rushing snow could stuff with coms” I look over to the two as I had gone back to look at the fire again, they both nod slowly to the sound of the plan “It has its own risks of course but we have a better chance of all us leaving during that period” mark adds on to my point “transport is cover as well due the vehicle I had found so it should be plausible to do” merry adds on.

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I think we have a plan “so that’s settled we just have to wait until the last day of the storm and we should be home free” I say to end the convocation, I go to get up with my stuff to head to my room upstairs but stop to the sound of a door opening. I look back to see who opened it and see jasmine. She looks over at us and stares at me “you know its rude to not fill in a person who is going to be helping to get home but also help out you guys” she has a point I motion her over to recap what we are thinking and well already planned.

“Are you kidding!?” she exclaims once I finish “Traveling during the height of the storm is like a death sentence waiting to be enacted, do you know how cold they get?” I sigh having told her all of this “Yes we do know as we have travelled around the world you know we have the know how to navigate these kinds of things and the signs of when its going to get worse” she sits back after hearing a valid point although I do understand her concern about this. I’ll have to think about this plan a little more to make age like fine wine which is going to be tricky.

I stand again with my stuff and head to the stairs “where am I going to sleep I can’t stay in that makeshift room for first aid as getting infected is a thing” she has so many demands and wants although she has most likely been sleeping in an uncomfortable place up until now so I will give her that. I turn back and look at her “Fine you can sleep in my bed” I say with reluctance “WHAT!?” we all hear merry shout “You can’t have her in your room you may do nasty stuff” she continues, I think she has forgotten that I am more interested in her then my sister by adoption.

“Merry calm down unless you have forgotten that he is more interested in you then he is his sister” marks says like he had read my mind, merry tries to counter like she always does but it seems logic got to her brain faster than action and thus she sits down embarrassed by what she was she was thinking.

I continue up the way with jasmine following behind me, we reach my room in no time and I set down my gear on the table and take off the extra gear and sit in the chair to begin work, I hear a cough behind me, honestly I just want to get the camara problem out of the way so I don’t have to worry about it later on. I stand and stand outside closing the door behind me to let her have privacy.

After a minute or two she opens the door letting me back into my own room, I go back to my chair and look at my helmet first before I do anything else. “So, do I get a chair?” without looking I point to the other side of the room to where 2 of them are. Not too long after I had a wild jasmine next to me looking at what I was doing.

Before I could fuck around with the camaras I need to find the panel for the front and take it off and then fuck around with the camaras, I look for a little before I find it and pop it off. Now I look around for the camaras and write down the cam cords a set of letters and number to where the camaras on a helmet are located, a neat trick I had learned from a helmet technician in wick. He taught me a lot about on how to repair and fix helmets along with modifications like camara view change’s.

After I mark the locations for the camaras I get to plugging in a screen that connects to the camaras in the helmets so if I need to see the change which I will. I place the same scope I was using in front of the helmet to see if I can fix the problem of having it off by a couple of centimetres. While I work to rearrange the camaras jasmine is sitting there watching me complete my work slowly.

When I hit the right areas for the scope to be as perfect as it can be I unplug the screen and place back the panel, The panel in question does allow the camaras to see through it from 1 side but still holds it durability. I put on my helmet going through the process which is synchronising the cam together and that’s about it to be done.

I place my helmet down to the side and grab my rifle and take it apart for cleaning and maintenance as firing it for two hours is not good as one would expect, all while jasmine still watches me do all this, I start to question if she is wanting to help or just watch me do this. I continue none the less doing a mindless task to keep my mind occupied while I work so don’t get distracted although I do need to think of that plan.

I sigh aloud feeling overwhelmed by the situation and what is going to potentially happen. Before I could get lost to deep in thought I feel the hand of jasmine touch my back “I think we should sleep while we can It is late after all” I look back to see her climbing the ladder to my bed I stand letting the chair roll away and turn off the light, I start to walking over to a bed that was set up if I needed it in case the other one broke somehow.

I lay down and begin to fall into the bliss of sleep but not quite to the point of being knocked out. What will happen in the future if we leave and help the empire against the rebels, will we be able to live normally when it is over or do we need to be in service until we are no longer useful? Honestly, it is pointless to think about this. The decision I have made is the one I will follow and I will reap the consequences that come with it.

I may think I am prepared but what if Bavon or Marcus were to be hurt hell what about Merry or Mark what will I do? I guess that is question that will be answered at a later time.