05-14-2018, 10:09 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Mental stability wasn't something that was hard to break. Killua had watch even the strongest of creatures break down on the spot because of how weak they were, or if they considered themselves to be a failure for not being able to protect those that he cared about. He knew all the different mental illnesses that could come from trauma, but that didn't mean he was an expert when it came to said information. Killua about a lot of things in most regards, but that was because he had other priorities when it came to his training. If it wasn't something that he could learn to later exploit in life, or if it wasn't something that pertained to him specifically, then he wasn't taught how to deal with it either. The assassin only knew the basics of what it was, and he wasn't a complete doctor either. Him being put in a position where he wasn't used to obviously would make him panic in most regards becuase he was used to knowing how to deal with every situation that presented itself. Yet, there was obviously things that Killua wouldn't do and that meant he was limited to his current skills and knowledge. Killua himself had his own form of mental issues, while some of them actually weren't brought to him by himself. Trauma rarely worked in away such as that. Killua had a voice that spoke out in the back of his head occasionally, especially if he was around London or anyone that he was connected with. The wildcat knew the reason for this because it went against all of his teachings to be around others that weren't his target. He was supposed to isolate himself like his brother had taught him to, and that would be the end of that. The assassin knew this and yet he continued to fight it as best as he could. The urges were becoming easier to control, but the worst part was if he started to become afraid of someone. His family is capable of manipulating his emotions from a distance. Something that Killua himself didn't even know about but he had a couple theories as to why he constantly had mood swings during certain situations. After all, it all went back to his family when it came to his misgivings, but Killua had never fully hallucinated before in his life.
That wasn't his issues as they usually happened while he was asleep rather than he was awake. The voice that he heard in the back of his head wasn't a hallucination, as it was actually his brother speaking through to him using some sort of power. Probably telepathy, or something very similar so that his brother would always make it feel like he was right next to him. He hated the bastard because of that and just wished his family would leave him alone. Everyone had their own issues, and he wondered if it was true for most of the creatures in Snowbound to be as happy as they were. The assassin knew that there was probably a catch, but like everyone else, there was something that they were hiding. Killua already knew that Jacob was hiding something based on the way the other had reacted a long time ago when he had asked if he came from a city and where he had come from in general. He could see the look in the other's eyes that showed that it wasn't exactly a happy story. Killua wasn't the one to dig up someone's past, and Jacob seemed to be the same as he wasn't the type to really question something about him. The young male kept that to himself, but it would always be in the back of his mind as he was incredibly observant to whatever happened to those that lived in Snowbound in the first place. But did he expect something to this degree? Of course, he didn't. Had he ever experienced someone going through an episode that wasn't himself? No, he didn't. And he wasn't sure what to do. His head snapped over his shoulder at the sound of a familiar voice, hearing the voice before he caught the tigers scent. Killua was nervous, and anxiety was digging its way through his throat. "I-I don't know I found him like this." Killua was quick to reply to the other's question as his gaze turned back toward the canine. What usually calmed him down? Nothing really. Logical words, but Jacob had never been the logical one so him probably saying that whatever was happening wasn't real probably wouldn't work. His jaw clenched when he heard more pawsteps coming toward them, it was going to get crowded in a space like this, and crowding around someone wasn't going to help. At least that's not what he would want. Jersey soon made his appearance, and Killua knew that even himself was out of his league, and moved out of the way before the other could push him.
He tried to console Jacob, and he wasn't sure if that was even going to work. A family usually helped right? Mel was the next on the scene, as he turned his head to look over toward the cougar, concern in his sapphire blue eyes for the Chief that was laying on the ground. She was quick to acquire the things that Jersey spoke about, how were those herbs going to help though? Killua wasn't an expert when it came to herbs, as he used more human items when it came to healing others. His eyes flickered toward Jacob when the other began to speak. Fire? What fire? Had something happened where he thought of a fire? This wasn't good with the way the other was breathing, but the other could just make himself pass out with the way that he was hyperventilating anyway so should they just knock him out? That would make everything easier but it wouldn't get rid of the core problem either. Lavender had a strong scent. Maybe that would have an effect on that or something? He had to do something as he hated feeling so damned useless. "Mel, put as much lavender as you can in front of Jacob. Have him smell it maybe? That might be why he turns to it." Killua said toward the Snowseeker before turning his gaze back toward Jacob. He needed to control his breathing. The wildcat would cautiously make his way forward and would aim to put his paw onto the side, he needed to count the others breaths if he was going to help, whether or not Jersey liked it or not. One mistake he could make the other start to suffocate. "Kuso." Killua cursed under his breath at the current situation before he began to work. His eyes focused on Jacob, and it was there that he would aim to slowly begin to control the amount of air that was flowing into the other's body. Not enough to completely cut off his air supply with the way his body was needing oxygen, but he was controlling it to where it would be a small decline. The other wouldn't suffer from his actions, but it would slow his heart rate if he controlled the other's breathing. He had one of his other paws raised as he would move the paw in a swirling motion as he controlled the air, and he aimed to slow Jacobs breathing to a regular tempo.
That wasn't his issues as they usually happened while he was asleep rather than he was awake. The voice that he heard in the back of his head wasn't a hallucination, as it was actually his brother speaking through to him using some sort of power. Probably telepathy, or something very similar so that his brother would always make it feel like he was right next to him. He hated the bastard because of that and just wished his family would leave him alone. Everyone had their own issues, and he wondered if it was true for most of the creatures in Snowbound to be as happy as they were. The assassin knew that there was probably a catch, but like everyone else, there was something that they were hiding. Killua already knew that Jacob was hiding something based on the way the other had reacted a long time ago when he had asked if he came from a city and where he had come from in general. He could see the look in the other's eyes that showed that it wasn't exactly a happy story. Killua wasn't the one to dig up someone's past, and Jacob seemed to be the same as he wasn't the type to really question something about him. The young male kept that to himself, but it would always be in the back of his mind as he was incredibly observant to whatever happened to those that lived in Snowbound in the first place. But did he expect something to this degree? Of course, he didn't. Had he ever experienced someone going through an episode that wasn't himself? No, he didn't. And he wasn't sure what to do. His head snapped over his shoulder at the sound of a familiar voice, hearing the voice before he caught the tigers scent. Killua was nervous, and anxiety was digging its way through his throat. "I-I don't know I found him like this." Killua was quick to reply to the other's question as his gaze turned back toward the canine. What usually calmed him down? Nothing really. Logical words, but Jacob had never been the logical one so him probably saying that whatever was happening wasn't real probably wouldn't work. His jaw clenched when he heard more pawsteps coming toward them, it was going to get crowded in a space like this, and crowding around someone wasn't going to help. At least that's not what he would want. Jersey soon made his appearance, and Killua knew that even himself was out of his league, and moved out of the way before the other could push him.
He tried to console Jacob, and he wasn't sure if that was even going to work. A family usually helped right? Mel was the next on the scene, as he turned his head to look over toward the cougar, concern in his sapphire blue eyes for the Chief that was laying on the ground. She was quick to acquire the things that Jersey spoke about, how were those herbs going to help though? Killua wasn't an expert when it came to herbs, as he used more human items when it came to healing others. His eyes flickered toward Jacob when the other began to speak. Fire? What fire? Had something happened where he thought of a fire? This wasn't good with the way the other was breathing, but the other could just make himself pass out with the way that he was hyperventilating anyway so should they just knock him out? That would make everything easier but it wouldn't get rid of the core problem either. Lavender had a strong scent. Maybe that would have an effect on that or something? He had to do something as he hated feeling so damned useless. "Mel, put as much lavender as you can in front of Jacob. Have him smell it maybe? That might be why he turns to it." Killua said toward the Snowseeker before turning his gaze back toward Jacob. He needed to control his breathing. The wildcat would cautiously make his way forward and would aim to put his paw onto the side, he needed to count the others breaths if he was going to help, whether or not Jersey liked it or not. One mistake he could make the other start to suffocate. "Kuso." Killua cursed under his breath at the current situation before he began to work. His eyes focused on Jacob, and it was there that he would aim to slowly begin to control the amount of air that was flowing into the other's body. Not enough to completely cut off his air supply with the way his body was needing oxygen, but he was controlling it to where it would be a small decline. The other wouldn't suffer from his actions, but it would slow his heart rate if he controlled the other's breathing. He had one of his other paws raised as he would move the paw in a swirling motion as he controlled the air, and he aimed to slow Jacobs breathing to a regular tempo.
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