forum Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Started July 22, 2018 by @RatGoddess

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Fiona glanced over at Clovis and Molly, "I can go check it out if you guys keep them occupied." she jabbed her thumb in the direction of the city and waited for their answer.

Molly glares at Fiona and goes to comment, but Clovis nods.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Be safe." he says as he pats her shoulder.
The speaker man puts the speaker back to his mouth.
"We'll grant you passage if you answer questions and have a known Sphere with you."
Molly groans.
"Great, I already wantto shoot them all." she grumbles.
Clovis smiles and takes Molly's hand.
"Aw, c'mon. At least they're letting us in."

(thats oke! I just cleaned yesterday XD)
Fiona nodded and started to sprint over to the figure, her gun still ready to fire just in case.

Appolyon drifted in the space between consciousness and darkness, feeling a couple traitorous tears on her cheeks. She felt so tired and weak. She had grown light in the past few weeks, so she weighed almost both to what she probably was supposed to. She heard footsteps come close. She was afraid, but couldn’t move anything.

Fiona slowed down as she saw that it was a girl, one who looked half dead. She sighed and tucked her gun into her pocket, and lifted the girl up, surprised at how light she was. what are you doing Fiona!? she yelled at herself in her head.

Clovis squints off into the distance and stares as Fiona picks up the girl.
Molly groans.
"Fiona, nooooo. Don't pick up strays!" she quietly says.
Clovis glares at her, then looks up to the man with the speaker.
"There are four of us."
The man nods.
"Alright. We'll open the gate."
Within a few moments, the gates creak and groan as they open up.

Clovis and Molly walk to the gate hand in hand and wait together for Fiona.
(Cue Fiona ;D)

(here she is.. :D )
Fiona continued to carry the girl, not even breaking a sweat because the girl weighed nothing. She walked up to Clovis and Molly and looked at them, not knowing what to do with the girl.

Clovis furrows his brow in worry and takes the limp figure from Fiona.
"I hope she'll be okay…"
Molly glares down at her, not showing a hint of sympathy. She takes his arm and drags inside the gate.
"C'mon, idiot. Lets get in before they change their mind!"
He follows along.

Fiona stopped for a second and followed slowly, already not liking how many people were here. She kept a hand on her pistol and glanced at everyone, ready to shoot at any minute.

A group of armed men in uniform wait inside for them and lead them through the maze of streets. Most of the houses are made of wood, fabric and mud and everything is very crowded. The slaves cower to the sides of the road, most of them looking more than half starved. They lead them up a large, fancy set of steps to a big building that seems to be made of some sort of brick.
A blonde slender man meets them outside. He wears an eyepatch over one eye.
"Hallloooooo!" he greets, with a strangely happy grin on his face.
He takes molly's hand and kisses it.
"Molly, I believe we've met."
She takes her hand away roughly and growls quietly.
"Don't touch me, Darren."
Clovis raises an eyebrow.
"Uh, Darren? Our, um, mate? Here is sick. She passed out earlier. Can we-"
"Up, but but bu!" Darren interrupts.
"First, I'm Mr. Young. Second, shut up, you may not speak to me. Ugh, peasants."
Molly groans.
"Darren, peasants haven't been a thing since like the 1800's. Just let us in."
He turns and leads them into the building, which is strangely empty but fancy inside.

Fiona continued to follow Clovis and Molly, glaring at every guard and wishing that she could just run and not deal with this.