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

Started March 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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//hallo I’m alive

/bhiii

Harlow watched her leave, a little worried.

Rylan rubbed her eyes tiredly, holding her faded boots in her hands. She tried to clear her head, hoping that she would be able to fall asleep soon. But, she knew that wouldn't work. For years now, she barely slept for a few hours at a time.

When Rylan didn’t come back right away, Harlow got up and followed her out. “Really, Rylan, are you okay?” She asked softly. “Besides worrying about Matt. That isn’t everything, is it?”

She sighed and turned to face Harlow after a few seconds. "Theo. Santiago's quite worried about him."

“Want me to talk to him?” She offered jokingly. “I can be persuasive.”

She smiled a bit. "I don't know what to do. . . I didn't realize that Theo still felt that way. I mean, it was only a one day thing like every other boy I've met in the slums."

“More serious this time - I can talk to him,” she said, smile fading.

"You think it'll work?" She asked hopefully.

“Maybe. Either way, he’ll at least get the message,” she said. “You think he’s still up?”

"Probably. I think he might be in the control room."

“Alright, I’lol go now then. Try to get some sleep. We can do a bit more research about Matt tomorrow too,” she said, hugging her.

She leaned in and hugged Harlow back. "Okay, I'll try. . ."

She walked with her back to the bunks, then headed for the control room. She knocked on the door twice before pushing it open and walking in.

Theo was sitting in one of the chairs, watching a screen. He barely heard the door open as he watched the screen intently.

“Hey, Theo,” Harlow said, sitting down in a chair next to him. “Theo. Theo. Theo.”

"Huh, what?" Theo said, startled. He smiled when he recognized her. "Oh, hey Harlow."

“Hi, glad to see you noticed me,” she said briskly. “So I’m here to talk about a kind of important thing - back off of Rylan. It’s kind of freaking her out, and Santiago isn’t exactly happy either.”

Theo raised a brow at Harlow's tone. "What am I doing? And what does Santiago have to do with her?"

“Don’t give me that spiel - you’re kind of obvious, and I know you were in the room when they kissed.”

He frowned, knowing that Harlow was right. "Fine, I was. I don't know why. . . I just like her." He sighed, leaning back against the chair. "I'll stop, I promise."

“Great. Also, you wouldn’t happen to have information coming from the Republic’s prison…?” She said, tone changing to much friendlier.