Rabbit Relations

"Rabbit Relations" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
==Summary==
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==Full Text==
The smell of rain and earth had never permeated the new Rebellion outpost quite as strongly as today. The draining of Hel’s floods had taken quite a while to wait out, but with the help of the nixes–Nio especially, knowing where the most important areas of the underground were–it had been reduced from a dangerous neck-deep plunge to a muddy ankle-high romp, exploring tunnels, cells, offices, supply rooms, cellars and…stranger things.
Yun’s current assignment was carrying the first round of medicine that could possibly be salvageable from the lower catacombs out to the surface, and he had an idea of who he needed to run into first. Needing to walk bothered him slightly, but it would be just as time-consuming to bind himself to several packages as it would be to just walk several streets up to the headquarters that were starting to be semi-established. The short young man began seeking out Kettil.
Jan 8, 2021
Kettil stood, notepad in hand, reviewing the various charts of patients, their needs and the various supplies at their disposal. He was one of the lead physicians, if he could even be called such but the job had fallen to him. It was stressful, but no more so than saving and smuggling various Half-breeds to safety.
He took a second to rub his eye and try to focus again, the constant checking and rechecking was beginning to become draining, when he saw Yun. He’d heard about the young man but hadn’t been able to talk with him yet. He’d also heard that he would have a delivery of some medical supplies for them. He smiled and waved him over.
Jan 8, 2021
Yun jogged closer and heaved the basket off of his shoulder, letting it thud to the ground. He’d temporarily changed back to the strange clothes of his former timeline, as his legs from his knees down were plastered in drying streaks of mud. 
“Heya,” he said, quite out of breath. His lungs were spiking and rasping in a familiar way. “There’s more where that came from, but that’s what we managed to pull from their high-profile bunkers. Probably valuable stuff if it’s not too soggy.” Yun put both hands on his knees. “Oof, sorry. Long walk.”
Jan 8, 2021
He shakes his head and smiles kindly. “Not at all. Thank you very much these are going to help a lot of people.” He pulls a chair over with some wind and set it down next to Yun. “Here take a seat while I get these distributed. You’ve earned it.” He says.
Jan 8, 2021
Yun was temporarily spooked, but he accepted the seat, forcing himself to sit as straight as possible and regulate his breathing. “Thanks. That’s…that’s a neat trick.”
Jan 8, 2021
He chuckles and grins as a light, but warm breeze tousles Yun’s hair. “The power of wind my friend.” He says as he starts telling people where to take what.
Jan 8, 2021
Yun nodded, still catching his breath. “Yeah. Never got any of that elemental stuff. That’s okay, though. Just a pair of arms, a pair of legs, and…” He patted his forearm heartily. “This, I guess.”
Jan 8, 2021
He chuckles and pulls a chair over for himself. “So it is true what they are saying. You are from another timeline. My apologies you must hear this quite often but, tell me a bit about yourself. There hasn’t been much in the way of free time for conversations and I’d like to get to know you.”
Jan 8, 2021
Yun laughed through his last breath, holding out a finger for each item he started to list off. “Well, I’m Milae from a different timeline, but don’t remember anything before just waking up and doing what I’ve been doing, and I’m here to help the Rebellion and stay out of Frigga’s way. That kind of sums up the frequently asked questions, I think.”
Jan 8, 2021
He laughs and smiles. “While those are good questions to know the answers to, I was hoping for something a bit more personal. For instance, what’s your favorite color? Mine is like a light greenish blue color.”
Jan 8, 2021
“Oh! Uh…” Yun propped up his chin in his hands. “I don’t really know. I think…” His eyes roamed around the Jaw, taking in the sights and sounds. “I think I like…yellow. Like, a really pale…golden yellow.” His gaze returned to Kettil, and he shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know what that tells you about me, though?”
Jan 8, 2021
He shrugs and smiles kindly. “It tells me you like the color yellow.” He pauses for a few moments as a realization dawns on him. “I… Mean no disrespect but… You never had to make friends at a young age have you?”
Jan 8, 2021
“Uhhhh…”
Some of Milae’s memories returned to Yun’s mind at the question, but they came so sluggishly, and were so blurry and obscure that he marveled that he had managed to drag any of them through the old goat’s attempt to suppress them.
“I never was a young age,” he half-joked, but still realizing Kettil had hit the nail on the head, and not being particularly enthused about it. “I just…” He made a popping sound with his mouth and spread his hands like a bubble bursting.
Jan 8, 2021
He chuckles but nods and smiles kindly. “Right, I figured as much. Well then, we’ll go through a rigorous training on meet and greet. First thing, favorite colors, very important to all basic friendships. Followed up by favorite foods and what you like to do with your free time.” Kettil speaks very seriously but there is a mirthful twinkle in his eye.
Jan 8, 2021
Yun snorted and pushed Kettil in the arm. “I’m not inept, come on. I’m technically older than you. Stuff just…you know, I feel like that kind of stuff doesn’t really matter in the long run. So I never really ask for it, and vice versa.”
Jan 8, 2021
"Oh come on." He said with a smile. "What if I wanted to make you a nice home cooked meal but I didn't know what your favorite food was? I mean sure in the long run you'd survive. But would you live? Of that I am not sure." He chuckles.
Shrugging, Yun tilted his head to the side in acknowledgement . “I guess. I’m not super picky about stuff like that. I just think that if someone needs to know something like that, they’ll ask, or figure it out some other way. Stuff like that doesn’t show me who someone is, I think.” Realizing what he was saying, he grinned and hung his head a little. “I dunno, that might be Milae talking, though. We tend to make learning people our business.”
Jan 8, 2021
He hums and smiles. “Have you learned anything about me?”
Jan 8, 2021
Yun immediately perked up, his glasses catching the sunlight. Talking about himself wasn’t his thing. This was down his alley. “Well, sort of, it might have been in the wrong timelines, but…you care, a lot. And honestly that just informs all sorts of things, like your relationship with your family, and what that means for the Rebellion, and…uh, sorry, I’m trying not to be weird about it, sorry.” He hurriedly pushed his glasses up, embarrassed. “Just, I know you’re really nice and you do a lot for everyone, even people that you don’t know. And it’s great.”
Jan 8, 2021
Kettil smiles. “Thank you. That’s really makes my day.” He chuckles. “How are you doing with everything that’s going on?”
Jan 8, 2021
Yun leaned down to start scraping pieces of caked mud off his pants. “Ahh, better. Just…taking it day by day. Learning how everything goes around here. You know.”
Jan 8, 2021
He nods. “Yeah, I can imagine with all that happened during the battle. Not to mention the things I don’t even know that are happening in the other time lines you jump around to. Do you need anything?”
Jan 8, 2021
Running his hand through his hair, Yun wrinkled his nose at the question. Did he? “I just want to help out,” he responded. “I want to pull my weight around here. As long as I can keep doing that, I’ll be alright.”
Jan 8, 2021
He nods. “I understand that feeling. But don’t forget, you’re only human. You need breaks some times too. When was the last time you had one before now?”
Jan 8, 2021
Yun blew out a thin breath, kicking one of his feet back and forth below him. Despite his well-needed expulsion of bitter feelings, he still had a poor time sleeping in an adjacent timeline; he was too unnerved by being away from everyone, and had given up and come back. “Um…last…night? For…” His fingers twisted around his knee. “…a little bit?”
Jan 8, 2021
He hums. “When you slept I take it. And not for very from the sounds of it.” He pauses for a few moments before standing. “Come with me.” He said before starting to walk off.
Jan 8, 2021
Looking around in some confusion, Yun got to his feet and trailed after Kettil, tucking his hands in his pockets.
Jan 8, 2021
Kettil led him to one of the houses that used to be occupied by one of the officers and led him up to there bedroom. “Get yourself ready and I will go get something to help you sleep.”
Jan 8, 2021
Yun gaped at him. “Wh–I can’t sleep now! It’s the middle of the day, I’m still…I don’t know, I just can’t yet.”
Jan 8, 2021
“Doctor’s orders!” He called from downstairs. “If you aren’t in that bed by the time I get up there there’ll be Hel to pay.”
Jan 9, 2021
Yun scrunched his face up and looked at the bed and then back down the stairs. “Can I just take it tonight?” he called down, slumping against the threshold in protest. “It’s not like I don’t want to, promise…”
Jan 9, 2021
“Yun, I am a doctor. Are you telling me I don’t know how to do my job?” He calls back.
Jan 9, 2021
“…noooo…”
Jan 9, 2021
"Then you better get into that bed." He called, "I'm almost finished."
There was quiet, for a long minute, while Kettil finished up, and then, when he approached the foot of the stairs, he heard a quiet, “I have bad dreams.”
Yun had his temple leaned up against the door, his hands pushed deep into his pockets. His face was to the ground, but he glanced up without moving his head. 
“I haven’t had any since I’ve been here,” he mumbled. “Cause I haven’t slept all the way for a while. ‘N I’m nervous about what would happen.” It wasn’t something he’d admitted to anyone except for the Bookkeepers, and it surprised him how much effort it took to say to Kettil.
hubwalker1
He had a cup of tea in his hands along with a saucer. He set those to the side. “I’m sorry to hear about that Yun. “I have bad dreams to. At least, I have since the Construct attack. I imagine most everyone does these days. But that’s nothing to be ashamed of. Do you want to talk about them, or need a hug or something?”
foresight-botgd
Yun’s eyes tracked the cup as it gently clinked against the side table, then returned to Kettil. “That sounds nice…I mean, only if you want. And…I don’t know. They’re just dumb visions that have to do with…” He tapped his middle finger on the top of his wrist, where some of his tattoos were visible. “I can’t do anything about it.” 
hubwalker1
Kettil nods. “I understand. A lot of dreams feel like that. Yours I image doubly so. But sometimes talking about feels better than holding it all inside. Either way…” He holds his arms open wide. “I’m here for you.”
foresight-botgd
Sighing, Yun gave a weak smile and stepped forward, hugging Kettil around the waist and staying there for a good few seconds. He wasn’t sure Kettil would understand, neither was he certain that he needed to. So he elected to hold his tongue. The half-breed was dealing with enough.
“You have to wake me up if something out there goes wrong,” he said sternly, once he’d separated himself. “It’s still my job to do what I can.”
hubwalker1
He nods gently rubning his back. “I promise but you cannot help anyone if you don’t help yourself too. I’ll be right here to so don’t you worry.” Kettil didn’t know what it was but there was something about Yun that made him want to protect him. Like he was a little brother he never had, despite him being older than him.
foresight-botgd
I’ll be working over there, so call out if you need me. But you better get your fucking sleep.
“Okay.”
Yun sat on the edge of the bed and shed his jacket, still anxious, but with the hubbub of the Jaw kept to the outside world, he felt a little better about the whole idea. And he was exhausted. There was no denying that. Yun started to work on the tea sip by sip. “Thanks for doing this, Kettil.”
hubwalker1
Kettil smiles. “Of course Yun. I’m always happy to help.” As he drank the tea helped to calm his nerves a bit and made him feel more and more tired.
foresight-botgd
Once he finished, he managed to pry off his shoes and shake off his dirty pants, leaving on his gifted shirt and a pair of thermal leggings, and then the remedy started to hit and he pulled himself into bed, doing his best to settle in.
hubwalker1
Kettil collected the discarded items and went to grab a tub, washboard and brush to clean them for him.
foresight-botgd
In typical fashion, the blankets ended up bundled over Yun’s shoulders and ears, and the tea took him under as his breathing slowed. Everything grew quiet and dark.
A man’s broad shoulders, silhouetted in low firelight, bent over while staring at the ground in an out-of-focus office. Yun was almost face-to-face with him standing, such was the difference in size between them. He was rocking ever so slightly back and forth, the bearskin cape over his back catching the light with each movement. The positioning of his slightly manic, introspective pose hid his eyes. Yun hesitantly leaned away. He recognized him. He didn’t want to be anywhere near him.
The Jarl didn’t seem to have the same qualms. He briefly glanced up at the movement, then looked to the side. His bare hands were folded in front of his mouth, twisting and wringing. The fated demon contract was still burned on his wrist, covered in a slight sheen of sweat.
“Are you–” Yun started to say hesitantly, but was instantly cut off.
“Shh.” Vidar put a finger to his mouth, then slowly moved his hand to point at the ground instead. “Do you hear that?” His voice was barely more than a breathy whisper. There was a glimmer of a surprising emotion in his dark eyes. Fear.
Yun listened, staring intently at the ground. He knew instinctively that he was in some version of the Jaw, but he heard no hustle and bustle of what should have been a busy city. Only the faint crackle of the hearth, which burned far too low for the dark night.
“Hear what?” he whispered back. Vidar’s eyes locked on his again. He was shivering.
“It’s her.”
A low vibration rolled from up the ground behind Yun at the same time that a chill rippled down his back. Something akin to the massive, thunderous, crawling sound of a subway rattled up through his shins, making his heart stutter. A sense of certain, unrelenting dread hung over him like a thick, choking smog.
“Who?” he said urgently. But the Jarl had already subsided, fixated on the ground while rocking a tiny bit faster.
Without warning, everything darkened and blurred as Yun felt like he was falling, and then he was landing underground like he had been earlier that day, with the barest trace of light dancing across slimy, wet, muddy surfaces and puddles that danced and rippled with the continued sound. The tunnel was astonishingly huge, bigger than anything the Conclave had already created, and endless in both directions. The source should have been directly on top of him; he could feel the buzzing in his chest. But there seemed to be nothing in view. Droplets pattered against his head and he backed up, bare feet splashing in the sludge, an indefinite distance below the ground of the Jaw. A fragment of a whispered, unfamiliar language whisked by, and Yun whirled around, clenching his fists.
“Hver er þar?” he challenged. No answer but a continuous, sliding hiss. His ears strained to identify it. Strong, organic material slipping through wet gravel and sand. His heart was thundering dangerously fast.
He heard a splash to his right, and he stumbled back to face it. A single person, a short man standing in the very center of the cavernous tunnel. He was faceless and featureless in the shadows, and stood with neither fear nor aggression. Neither of them moved, and it felt like hours of staring, waiting for him to take action. Then Yun couldn’t bear it any more, and turned and tried to run. As soon as he moved, his feet dropped out from under him and with a rumbling splash, he was drowning. He could do nothing. He struggled. He was going to die.
You always have a fallback!!
Senses going numb, on the verge of blacking out, he activated.
Yun violently came to, his lungs still burning. In the twilight of the bedroom, he rolled to the edge of the thin mattress and heaved cold water across the floor with a splatter, coughing and choking.
hubwalker1
Kettil starts from where he been dozing nearby in a chair. He was very confused as to why Yun was coughing up water but he quickly moved to his side to help him. “What happened?” He asked gently patting his back.“
foresight-botgd
Another unhealthy amount of water came up, and Kettil could see that it was the same dirty floodwater that the Rebellion had been dealing with for days now. Yun’s eyes and nose were streaming as he clutched Kettil’s arm, struggling to recover. He gave a few final gags and did his best to breathe, still feeling water stinging his throat. It genuinely felt like he was recovering from drowning. Voice hoarse, he managed to croak, “There’s…there’s something under the Jaw.”