@foxofthe100 @othcrsidex || Closed Starter

Bryan was in a bit of a mood. Not only was Miller still at the island, and they hadn’t spoken or gotten the chance to make up yet; but now the camp was abuzz with the news that Abby and the others were doing an experiment on a grounder to see if the bone marrow from the nightblood they had with them could save all of them from the radiation. It sounded like a good idea to Bryan; after all, if it would save their people, wasn’t that what they needed to do? Like Pike had always said; do what you have to to survive.

There were so many people that were mad about it though, and it didn’t make sense to Bryan. Their people came first, right? So why were they mad over Abby using a grounder to experiment on? Didn’t they want their people to be saved? The grumbling and anger from the others was getting on his nerves though, and putting him in a worse mood than he was before. He just didn’t understand why they were so upset about this. He made his way towards the bar, muttering under his breath and determined to get a drink.

“Will you people just shut up, jeeze, go float yourselves or something. It’s just a damn grounder, they’re doing what they have to do to keep us alive, it’s not like any of you personally know them or something,” He muttered out, shoving his hands further into his pockets as he balled them up in fists. He closed his eyes, trying to remember to count to ten as he approached the bar, “It’s not like Abby’s idea is that bad, why are you all throwing such a fit,” He huffed out to himself as he reached the bar.