forum Dystopian RP (Based off of "Legend" by Marie Lu)

Started March 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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“Great, no more debate on it. Majority wins. Here, Santiago, have a gun. I’m going to look for some more,” she said, placing the pistol in his hand and turning back to the boxes.

Rylan opened her mouth, but paused at Santiago's words. She glanced at Harlow. They really didn't want her to die. "We can figure something out. . . talk to the Patriots. They tried to get me to join once."

"Attack them from inside. Make them think that I'm going to get executed."

“I’m not great at plans, you two discuss and I’Lol give tips when I can,” her voice was muffled by the boxes. “Have another gun!”

Santiago looked at the gun in his hands before stuffing the weapon into the waistband of his jeans. He chewed on his lower lip and nodded, agreeing with Rylan’s idea. He felt sick to his stomach with worry.

“Oh yeah, Santiago, Rylan, didn’t you two want to dye your hair?”

"I'll pass, they'll want to see my face." She explained.

“Er, I’d rather not mess with my hair,” Santiago murmured quickly.

“Okay. Santiago?”

Rylan looked down at the guns. She had only fired one twice, and never liked them. Killing someone was not something that she enjoyed. Rylan looked back at Santiago.

//yay u don’t have to go!

(Alrighty.)

Santiago didn’t meet her gaze. He murmured something about needing fresh air and left the room, heading out the front door. He walked out onto the lawn, crossing it until he reached the woods. He sat at the edge of it, his back against the trunk of a tree.

“You should probably check on him,” Harlow said, watching him leave.

//good night!

//o yah, just a psa, I probably won’t be on a lot tomorrow cause we’re heading to a different part of the state

Rylan nodded and started to make her way towards the woods. There was no light, except from the moon, but her amber eyes glowed in the darkness.

(Alright!)

Santiago stretched his legs out and ran his hands over his face. This felt all too much for him to handle.

//it u guys need Harlow, one of u is welcome to play as her

//am alive now

( Sorry, I was gone for a long time )

Rylan bit her bottom lip as she walked towards Santiago quietly, suddenly nervous. She pushed those thoughts away and focused on what she was going to say.

Santiago glanced up when he saw Rylan. “Hey,” He said softly, sitting up.

//alive again

"Hey. . ." Rylan smiled softly, stopping next to a tree a couple feet away from Santiago.

She sighed and bit her lip, thinking as the silence stretched between them.
"I'm sorry, Santiago. I just didn't want your family or anyone to get hurt." Rylan started, her eyes guilty. She walked towards him and sat down, running a hand through her dark hair. "I just-"

“It’s alright,” Santiago said softly, shifting to look at her.

"If the plan doesn't work out. . ." Rylan started, looking off towards the woods. She turned back towards Santiago. "I just want you to know, that I really like you." She looked down at her hands, her dark hair falling around her face.

Santiago reached out and gently took her hands in his. “I really like you too.. But the plan will work, it has to.”