forum Lets Get a Dystopian One on One (Closed)

Started August 06, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Eve eventually turned down an ally way, and walked to the end were it was darkest. Leaning against the side of the wall, she fiddled with her dagger until she saw the guy and called out, “Following me now are we?”

Thatcher looked down the alley when he arrived, looking at the young woman. “I told you that I’d be keeping an eye on you,” he hummed, keeping his distance as he watched her.

“What’s your name? I don’t want to keep calling you Mr Mysterious but you’re living up to the nickname.” She replied, one hand still at her side.

“I don’t tell people that,” Thatcher answered. It was true. If people found out his real name, they could point to him for helping to run the rebellion, and he’d probably be executed for it. “I just go by Reaper,” he said.

Eve shrugged and pushed herself off the wall, walking towards him, “Reaper? At least I have something to call you by. Why are you keeping an eye on me? I’m not causing you any trouble, am I?”

“I already told you. My employers and I are interested in what you have to offer,” Thatcher answered, arms staying loosely crossed. “I’m just around to tell them what exactly you are doing.”

Eve raised an eyebrow, “Stalking me?” She shrugged, “Well, as long as you don’t interfere with anything I don’t care.” As the words left her mouth she started walking again, towards the slums and not back home.

Thatcher did follow after Mortem, a frown on his lips now. “It’s not really stalking, you know,” he pointed out.

Eve looked over her shoulder, “Yes, it is. You’re tracking my movements, what I’m doing and where I’m going. It’s stalking.”

(Lol, their relationship reminds me so much of one out of a book series I’ve read)