forum After America - Dystopian RP

Started April 03, 2018 by @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

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The bullet grazed Jackie's ear. She advanced on Haven and shot the concrete millimetres away from her head. "Shoot at me again and I won't miss," she growled.

“Well shit, not like I’ve got enough bullets in me already,” she’s said, backing to the edge.

Vaughn heard it and grimaced. In a moment of panic, he thought Haven had been shot, but then he heard the woman give her a warning.

//cool user

Jackie's resolve shrunk but her grip on the gun tightened. "You're not getting out of this through pity.. She loosened her hand and the gun flipped away from Haven. "Pretend you kidnapped me."

“…why?” She asked, gun moving down just an inch.

Vaughn bit his lower lip as he listened, nails digging into the metal of the tower sharply.

"Because the government's useless and corrupt. And the only way anything is ever going to happen is with a minimum amount of force, I'm sorry to say."

Her eyes narrowed, she lowered her arm slowly. All of a sudden, she grabbed Jackie and turned her around to face Arabella as she climbed up, gun held to Jackie's head.

Jackie inhaled sharply, unsure whether or not this was real.
(I have to GO NOOOOW
im channelling the moody blues)

//aww bye

//@Opia are u still on

(Sorry, had to eat dinner super quick!)

Vaughn waited before hesitantly moving back over to the others. “What in God’s name are we supposed to do now? Are you going to kill her?” He asked quickly, his grip on his own gun tight. He wasn’t big on hurting woman, it was something like a code to him. He didn’t want to be responsible for a woman’s death. But he needed Haven to be safe..

"No," she said, turning a little to face him. "She asked me to 'kidnap' her, so I imagine this won't end with her dying."

bella's eyes widened and she gasped. "Jackie…" She warned, advancing toward the people they had been hunting.

"A step closer, and I'll shoot," Haven hissed, hoping Bella would fall for it.

Vaughn leveled the gun at the woman who just came up the ladder. “Hand the gun over, slowly,” He said in a sharp tone.

Bella stopped dead. Her mouth was dry, and she felt like she was going to throw up. "Please let her go." she croaked.

“We will if you listen, now give me the gun,” Vaughn repeated.

Ree: [Text to Haven] ~You okay?~

Haven, obviously, did not text back as she was in the middle of something.

Haven, obviously, did not text back as she was in the middle of something.

(Middle of kidnapping.)

With wide eyes, Bella extended her hand with the gun, holding the other one so they could see.

Vaughn quickly reached out and snatched the gun away from the woman, tucking it into the waistband of his pants. “Good…”