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

"It's not like she's the first. I know tons of escaped criminals," Harlow muttered. "Besides, inspiring the people is nice, but maybe one out of ten will actually do something. And if they start rioting, the Republic starts a crackdown. People die. It's a good plan for now, but can't we come up with a better one?"

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Theo frowned and nodded in agreement. "What do you have in mind?"

@ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

"Nothing much. I'm a criminal too, you know. I shoot things. I don't strategize," she said, pacing. "I know a thing. You're going to need more than inspiration. You need to… I don't know. But we need more than one person out of ten to do something."

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Rylan nodded in agreement. Theo glanced at her and turned towards the blue haired girl, Peyton. "We'll talk it over with the Patriots. See if there's something better we can do. Feel free to walk around the warehouse or through the sector." He said, standing up and walking towards the boards on the walls.

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Rylan tried to get up three different times, her prosthetic buckling under her weight. She limped towards Harlow, swinging her new leg forward. "What do you want to do?"

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"Hm. . ." She paused to think. "Run around the sector and go into bars like old times? Or something a little more fun?"

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"Drinking sounds good." Rylan winked at Harlow and grabbed Santiago's hand. "Let's find a bar." She smiled and started to walk towards the exit of the warehouse.

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Rylan glanced to the side, where different fights broke out and people called catcalls out at girls who walked by. She tugged her jacket closer to her and decided to focus on the bartender.

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Harlow followed her gaze, before turning back to the bartender.

“Sure. Just gonna need some IDs,” he said. Harlow handed over her fake /pretty sure I said she was 17 or smthing

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Rylan nudged Harlow and motioned to a group of guys in the corner of the room. "They're cute, and you seem kind of lonely. Why don't you go. . . talk to them."

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Rylan laughed and took a sip from her drink. She felt a little uncomfortable in the bar as people got too close to her. She glanced down at her leg and tugged on the fabric of her pants to make sure it was covering the metal.

@Desvelarse pets

(I missed a lot, im just going to act like Santiago’s been there the whole time.)

Santiago arched a brow at the two as he sipped his bourbon, amused by their ‘girl talk’. His foot tapped on the ground as he looked around the bar. Should they really be in a public place like this right after the attempted execution.

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( Yeah, that's how I imagined Harlow. I need to find a picture for Rylan )

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"Yeah. Not really used to people getting so close." She sighed, looking down at her drink.

@Desvelarse pets

(I should try and find one for Santiago, then, if we are all doing that.)

Santiago nudged Rylan gently and smiled. “It’s okay,” he said in a reassuring tone. She was right, though. It was getting a bit crowded in the bar.

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Rylan nodded and glanced behind her. A Skiz fight had broken out, between a tall, broad shouldered man and a smaller blond girl. She turned around completely and decided to watch the fight.

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Santiago turned around as well to watch the fight. On instinct, he grew worried for the girl, seeing as she was much smaller than the man. But he pushed the thought out of his mind and corrected himself. He should have known better than to doubt the girl. He grew up around strong young women, and he was taught by his mother to not doubt them as well.