forum After America - Dystopian RP

Started April 03, 2018 by @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

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Arabella grinned. "That is amazing. How do we find him from here?" She asked. "And how did you place one on him without him knowing?"

//lmao

“I mean when I first captured him he was a notorious person, I obviously knew he’d probably escape so I slipped one on him when he was knocked out.”

Bella smiled. "That is amazing. Good Job!"

“Aw thanks. Now to track the tracker….” Kailey said, turning her chair to face her computer.

Arabella watched Kailey with a grin attached to her face.

Kailey pressed some buttons. Beep boop. Bleep bleep. Beeeeep booooop. (I swear I’m great at sounds.) Then the enter key, “The red dot’s him.”

Bella almost jumped for joy. "Oh thank you! uh… Where exactly is that?"

//has station

“Gas station.” Kailey said, tapping the screen.

"which one? Can you zoom in?" she asked, leaning in closer and peering at the screen.

(Okie Dokie!)

After packing things she would need, she walked out of the main building with a map in her hands. Glancing at it every so often, She finally arrived at the gas station and creaked open the door slowly. "Hello?" She asked, stepping in.

A voice reached Vaughn’s ears, bringing him out of his drug induced sleep. He sat up on his cot, glancing around the small back room. He got up, stretching his arms. He adjusted his White tshirt and dark sweats. He thought he had been hearing things, so he didn’t bother to fix himself up nice like he always was before stepping out of the back room. He came out and was behind the counter, but froze, grey eyes going wide when he saw the woman. She’d been the one to get him out. What was her name again? He couldn’t remember.

Arabella broke into a smile. "Hi!" She said, waving.

Vaughn took a small step back, a startled glint in his eyes. “What are you doing here? How did you find this place?” He stammered, lungs tightening. I knew it wasn’t safe here.

"Nononono!" She said quickly, stepping forward. "It's alright! I don't want to take you back, I promise. Honestly I gave up with the government and decided to stay with you guys, if you will allow me. We might want to move, though. We have two weeks to get out of here before the president realizes something is wrong and sends a team out to look for me. Us." She explained.

Vaughn seemed hesitant, almost like a scared wild animal. “How do I know you aren’t lying to me?” He asked, a muscle in his jaw ticking.

"I-I'm not." She said.

Vaughn wasn’t sure if he could trust the woman or not. He would have to discuss it with Haven once she woke up. He took a few deep breaths, rubbing a hand over his face. “Will you allow me to get cleaned up before we continue, Miss?” He asked, remembering how casual he must look, and how messy his hair must be.

Bella smiled. "Uh, yeah. Yep, go ahead. I'll just wait here." She said, sitting on a small piece of furniture.

Vaughn nodded quickly and slipped into the backroom. He collected his clothes then went into the bathroom. He changes back into a white button up, black trousers, a black suit jacket, and black tie. He ran a comb through his hair, fixing it neatly. He came out a few minutes later, walking over to where the woman was sitting. He sat in a nearby desk chair, leaning back slightly. “I seem to have forgotten, but what was your name, again?” He asked hesitantly.

"Arabella. But you can just call me Bella." She stated. "You're Vaughn, right?"

(May have to go in a few minutes, so I’m sorry if I randomly vanish!’

Vaughn nodded slowly, glancing down at his tie, which he adjusted. “That’s right.. Why are you helping us, Miss Bella?” He asked.

Haven blearily stumbled out of the room. What's with all the interruptions tonight? she thought, before seeing Bella on the chair. "Woah. I fall asleep for two hours and miss some big stuff apparently," she said, rubbing her eyes. "What's going on?"

"-Just Bella." She said, her eyes on her hands. She looked up again and answered. "Well. I hate the government and the bad things it does, not to mentions the horrible way the president treats us. Well I was fed up, and wanted to leave, but didn't ever get the chance to, until you showed up. I thought that with helping you, you could help me, and we could bond. –Er, I mean, like, become friends." She grinned.