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

Started March 19, 2018 by Deleted user

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Flynn, was about to exit when she heard mumbling nearby, "What the hell? I thought I was alone" she said as she decided to investigate who was in the building

“Alright, I’ll go grab that,” Santiago said, heading to the kitchen area. He rummaged through the cabinets until he found thread, a sewing needle, and bandages.

Flynn got closer to the mumbling sound, she went near a wall and peeked trough the wall.
She gasped as she saw the boy and the girl from yesterday OMG its them she thought as she retreated silently to hear a little bit of their conversation.
Maybe she could make a surprise ambush? The odds are at her favor, she has guns, they probaly only have pocket knives, but you never know

( Flynn should proabably call Alec for back up.

Santiago walked back over to her. “Alright! I took a few med classes at the academy, so you’re in good hands,” He said. He kneeled by her leg and moved the material of her pant leg farther up on her leg so he could see the wound better. “No está mal…” he murmured to himself.

{Academy. . . Republic soldier} Rylan thought to herself. He was one of them and she had just spent all this time with him. Now Rylan was practically handing herself over to him by letting him treat her wound. {What would he be doing next to a Skiz fight? Maybe he left the military. Or I'm his mission} She looked down at him again, but dismissed her thoughts. He hadn't tried to harm her yet.

“This may hurt, so I apologize in advance,” Santiago explained before piercing her skin with the needle. He worked carefully, stitching the wound shut tight.

Rylan closed her eyes and grimaced in pain, but she didn't say anything.

Flynn was to stressed to do this on her own, she needed more practice. Maybe she will get a bad time but she had to call for back up, she took her radio and pressed the emergency back-up button on the small radio to prevent creating any noise

After a few more minutes, he finished and cut the string. “There, that wasn’t too bad.” He dabbed the blood away with a bit of gauze before wrapping it tightly in a few layers of bandages.

"Thanks." She replied, looking down at Santiago as he worked. Rylan glanced around, feeling watched, but she couldn't see anything. It was probably just stress making her freak out.

Santiago got up and sat next to her on the couch. “So, what’s there to do in this place?” He asked. A few thick strands of hair fell across his forehead, and he brushed them away.

"Not much. When I come here, I usually sleep." Rylan smiled as she replied, brushing back a long strand of dark hair behind her ear. She moved her leg around, wondering if she could still run with it.

Santiago flashed a bright grin and nudged her thigh with his knee. “Careful with that. No fighting until the stitches come out,” he said.

"Fine." She grinned back, and rested her leg on the couch. "At least I'll get a cool scar."

Flynn received two small silent beeps of the radio to mean that the police is on their way and a small green flashing light that meant that her location has been received as well.
She heard the 2 talking and got some strips of the info.
"mmh so here is where she sleeps" she whispered to herself, the whisper drifting into the air

Santiago thought he heard a voice but he just took it for the wind. “You think scars are cool? I’d prefer to keep my skin clean, thank you very much,” He said, his thick Hispanic accent showing through on a few certain words.

"You get a few scars in the streets. I guess it shows you've lived a little." Rylan turned towards Santiago and studied him, her amber eyes narrowing a bit. He had Hispanic heritage obviously. Maybe Cuban and a little Native as well. Her dark hair fell around her face, and she tucked it back behind her ears.

Flynn recognizes a hispanic accent coming from the boythat voice sound kinda familiar but maybe its just me she thought as she kept eavesdropping waiting for her back-up
(I have to leave for a while I have hw lol)

( okay, see ya soon. How long do you think you'll be gone for?

“¡Oye! Are you calling me soft?” Santiago questioned jokingly, arching a dark brow.

"No, not at all." She grinned, and her eyes lit up with joy. This was one of the first time in months where she hadn't been completely scared and running from soldiers all the time.

Santiago laughed and shook his head. “You lie, compañera!” He declared through his laughter, his dark eyes scrunched up.

Rylan laughed, and leaned back against the couch. She turned to face him. "What are those words?"