forum After America - Dystopian RP

Started April 03, 2018 by @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

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"Let her go, and we can continue to talk." She snarled.

Vaughn nodded in agreement to what she said. In the moment, his eyes seemed to be frightened, like a child’s, despite the fact his face was emotionless.

She glanced at Vaughn, then hastily kicked at the wires tying Jackie up. She got them loose after a moment, then moved over a little.

Vaughn watched the other woman, the negotiating one, closely. He didn’t trust her. He didn’t trust her pointless promisses that he would be let out. They lied. They all lied.

Haven was equally untrusting, gun raised.

"what do you guys want out of this?" She asked, pulling Jackie towards her.

“We already told you what we wanted. We want to leave here,” Vaughn responded quickly.

She thought for a moment, glancing towards Jackie. "If I let you guys go right now I could lose my job. If I were to bring you back for a day, ONE!" She said seeing their faces, "Then maybe you would 'break out', and You would be gone and I would keep my job. All you have to do is get back in the cell, I will deal with the rest."

Vaughn frowned slightly, his body tensed as he considered it. “I don’t trust you..”

Her eyes pleaded with him, the sincerity in her voice showing now. "I promise you can trust me."

Vaughn clenched his jaw, looking at Haven for her opinion. He was never able to make decisions like that on his own.

Bella looked that way, too, waiting for her answer.

Kailey drank her coffee, looking at the four of them talking from an office window.

Haven watched her warily, thinking. “Tell me your plan.”

"Well, I act all heroic and bring you back to the cell, locking you in, but checking on you each hour. Then, around midnight, I will bring you a key, Because that's when most of the guards are off duty, and you will be able to get past the ones who are. You will use the key to get out, and I will also give you a map out of here so you can navigate out of here. In the morning I will tell the president that I was going to give you breakfast when I found the cell open. He will accuse the guards, I will keep my job, and you will get away. Sound good?" She asked, watching the two closely.

“How do we know you won’t just leave us in there?”

"You can trust me. I can give you the map beforehand so you know where to go when the time comes." Arabella explained.

Vaughn glanced at Haven, brows furrowed in thought. He shrugged his shoulders, leaning closer to her. “We should take it, easiest way out at this point,” he whispered softly.

“…alright,” she replied softly after a moment. “I trust your judgement.” Louder, she continued to say, “Okay.”

Bella smiled, satisfied. "Just go with it." she whispered before grabbing the girl's hands ad pulling her gently. "Jackie, for shows, grab the guy. We're bringing them to Cell #25. It has the most light and is closet to the heat source. Let's go." she said.

Vaughn clenched his jaw and allowed the other girl, Jackie, he assumed, to grab onto him.

Haven allowed her arms to be grabbed, biting her lip. She wasn’t happy with the plan, but as Vaughn had pointed out, it was the easiest way out.

Bella took the lead, strutting down the hallways.

Vaughn followed them slowly, a larger man now having a hold of him. What he wouldn’t give to smash his elbow into the man’s nose and shatter it. Every instinct screamed for him to, and the little voices in his head hissed for him to do even worse, but he kept walking.

She shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Vaughn.

Once they reached the cell, Arabella gently pushed the two in, shutting the door and locking it behind them. "I'll be back later." She whispered so only they could hear her. "Be ready." She slipped something into Haven's hand before disappearing around a corner.

Vaughn nodded, glancing around the cell. “This is insane,” he muttered, hands in the pockets of his suit coat.

As soon as the guards turned their back, Haven looked up for security cameras. “Yeah, kind of.”

Arabella appeared in front of the president's office, taking a deep breath before knocking.