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

Started March 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Yeah," Rylan sighed. "But, I'm always up for a little danger." She finished, grinning.

“Everything we do is dangerous,” Harlow pointed out. “We’re all fugitives.”

Santiago looked between the two. “I am so not used to this yet..” he murmured. “Okay, Let’s do it then.”

She nodded, sensing his unease. "It'll be okay. . .don't worry."

“Yeah, I’ll try,” Santiago said, his foot tapping on the floor.

She sighed and leaned back against the chair she was sitting in. A couple Patriots walked around, wearing disguises. Some were dressed as dancers, others as Republic pilots. Rylan looked down at the Republic air force jacket Theo had given her. She furrowed her brow and jogged her memory back. He had already worn this. She slipped it off and glanced at Santiago, hoping that he wouldn't notice. Theo knows exactly what he's doing. Rylan frowned, looking at him.

Santiago threw a quick glance at Rylan, but didn’t say anything. He crossed one leg over the other loosely. “So what are we doing now, wating for orders?”

"Yeah, probably. It's late though." She explained.

“Where are we going to rest, then?” Santiago questioned further.

"Theo showed me some of the rooms when I was trying my leg out after the surgery. They're past the infirmary." She stood up, picking up the jacket. Theo would probably want it back.

“Let’s go on ahead then,” Santiago said, getting up as well and beginning to walk toward the infirmary area.

They walked into a room with bunks. Some people were already in some, towards the furthest wall. "This would be it. There are some showers over there." She motioned towards a couple doors.

//gonna pretend stuff happened and harlow’s Somewhere here

Harlow stepped out of the showers, her hair still wet. “Hi,” she said, walking over.

Santiago looked around and walked to a random unused bunk, tossing his bag onto it. He waved to Harlow when she approached, giving her a smile.

“How are you guys? Been a stressful few days.”

“Stressed, but decent. You?” Santiago asked, looking over at Harlow.

“Okay. The last time I got this much excitement was when I was first on the run though, so tired.”

“It is late, you should rest then,” Santiago suggested, sitting down on one of the beds.

“You guys probably should too,” she said, grinning. “Night, guys.”

“Yeah, night,” Santiago responded. He layed down on the cot on his back, just so his shoulder wouldn’t hurt.

(Sorry that I had to leave again. I'm busy this week )

Rylan sat on the edge of her bed, not really wanting to go to sleep.

Harlow looked up and saw Rylan staring into space. "Rylan, you okay?"

She shrugged, looking at her boots.

She propped herself up. "No, really, are you okay?"

"They have him." She murmured. "Matt. They have him. I thought it might have been a hallucination from the drugs they gave me. . ." Rylan trailed off.

"What?"

//do I pretend she knows who matt is or nah

Santiago layed there with his eyes shut, but he wasn’t quite asleep yet. He could faintly hear Rylan and Harlow’s conversation, and he did his best to listen in.

"My brother. They gave me some drugs or something, and I thought that I was maybe hallucinating, but he was there." Rylan sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I didn't want to go back for him, because the plan was to get Santiago's family out."

Santiago resisted the urge to frown. She didn’t help her brother because she was trying to help my family instead?, he thought. It made him feel terrible that she would do that for him.

"It might just be hallucinations." She sighed. "Why would they keep him for so long. . ."