"I don't agree with you being trapped here either," she hissed quietly, keeping her voice low.
"But I can't do shit about it if you don't keep yourself in line for now." She grabbed her arm again, beginning to pull him away.
Aron grimaced, but let her lead him away. For now. He was still planning how and what to do next time. He was keeping a wary eye on the woman.
Once they were out of the hall with the man and woman in blue, Agent A stopped and looked at Aron.
"Look, I'll be able to get you out of here in a few days, but you have to at least try to behave."
Aron clenched his jaw. "Why should I believe you?" he asked stiffly, lips in a thin line.
"Because there's no better option. I'm not gonna try and say cause I I'm trying to help, I'm the enemy after all. But if you keep trying to run, you're gonna end up dead." Agent A shook her head slightly, having a feeling she would get no where with this character.
Aron pressed his lips in a thin line. "I've done this before, ma'am. And I'm not about to trust a jailor." he replied, looking at her without a shred of trust in his eyes. "I made that mistake last time."
"Of course you come from a story like that," Agent A mumbled. She let out a long breath through her nose, then started walking again, pulling Aron along.
"Then do what you wish. Just know that your actual agent won't tell his character to stop when they go in for the kill."
Aron clenched his jaw, stiff legged as he followed her. "Fine." He replied, cold and distant. He wouldn't trust someone again. Not in this sort of situation.
Agent A brought Aron back to his cell, opening the door and pushing him inside. Allani went in as well, keeping next to Aron while Agent A said in the doorway and pulled her notebook out again. She started to write, occasionally glancing up to make sure Aron was behaving.
Aron crossed his arms as best he could, watching them as they watched him. His lips were pressed into a thin line.
Eventually, Agent A stopped writing and closed the notebook. Almost immediately, the cell began to shift, pushing out so it wasn't so cramped and lighting up a bit, not near as good and damp as before.
"That's the best I can do," Agent A said.
Aron gave a stiff nod. "Thanks, I guess." he replied slowly, watching her. He still refused to trust her. He couldn't. He wouldn't.
Agent A nodded, then closed the door. She could be heard walking down the hall, and then… Silence.
(Alright, I'm gonna put a freeze on @Icefire and @ShadeStar until @UnseelieKing-TheBirdSong, @Altrince_is_in_the_Umaru-chan_cult, @EvHatesChristmas, and possibly @Ervie if they still wish to, continue.)
(sigh…)
(Note: there is a time limit. Four days, and whoever had not responded will not be able to continue for the sake of the story. It would normally be only two days but I know that many are offline this time of year)
(Gotcha)
There wasn't much in the room, just a desk and two chairs. The most notable thing would be the second drawer on the left hand side of the desk, which was over stuffed with papers. However, there were three other drawers, their contents unknown.
(Was this the message I was supposed to reply to…? If so, I apologize ;-;)
(It's fine, it's my fault for not specifying or putting something for Noel)
(that’s fine, np)
Syzen was immediately drawn towards the drawer with papers stuffed. This really reminded him of someone back home. Not the drawer, but the atmosphere of the room. He sat down on one of the stools, hoping someone would come in and ease his boredom.
From Syzen's perspective, it could be seen that all of the papers were character templates, many with notes on the side on where the character said something different or added information not previously mentioned. Little tally marks could be seen at the tops of the parts, ranging from one to five.
Agent U looked over the paper one last time before slipping it into a folder and standing.
"We're done here," she said, grabbing Noel's arm and pulling him to his feet as well. Soldier S noticed, stepping over to look into the room Syzen was in.
"You'd better get out of there quickly. Best not to give U a reason to dislike you."
Syzen, upon hearing those words, left the room as the Soldier said and went to stand beside him.
”Explain to me about the documents later, I’m damn interested” he whispered, moving aside to let Noel replace him.
”My turn?” he asked the agent without much hesitation.
"What do you think?" Agent U said, letting go of Noel's arm in favor of grabbing Syzen's. She pulled him into the room, closing the door.
"So, you're the one who got pulled by your Author before you got processed," she said, having Syzen sit down before walking to the other side.
"I've got a few questions for you about that."
Soldier S watched as the Agent pulled Syzen into the room and shut the door, then turned to Noel.
"You good?" He asked.
”Ask away” Syzen stated with quite a confident expression, a fake one that was. He was mentally shaking. This woman was most likely not as innocent as she looked. Then again, back in the Labyrinth, everyone looked inferior compared to him.
Noel sighed.
”Seemed like she doesn’t like me very much” the Viscount claimed, looking straight at the soldier.
"Have you been in contact with your Author, or anyone connected to them?" Agent U said, voice hard. "Keep in mind I have ways of checking my information."
Soldier S nodded. "Didn't expect much else. U doesn't like most anyone. Did you get a look at her file on you?"
Syzen hesitated in answering this particular question, still keeping a smiling face though.
”Well, yes. I won’t tell you who though… you should already know” he smirked a bit at the end.
”Unfortunately not, she didn’t give me a chance to to be exact” Noel claimed.
”By the way, where am I going after this?”