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"We'll go on an adventure, when we escape these prison walls!" (Closed)

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"Later…we can clean up later," She barely whispered in return, sleep pulling her too heavily for her to do anything more than that. Cleaning up could come later, right now she needed sleep. Her hand grabbed onto Apollo's shirt as she fell asleep, holding onto it like a blanket as she let herself slip away from reality.

Apollo wasn't far behind, his dreams more tolerable than they had been over the past few weeks. They weren't the best, nowhere near as peaceful as earlier, but definitely much better than they could have been.
Maybe it was the soft whispers or the fact he had already slept for who knows how long, but Apollo woke with a start. He was sitting bolt upright, Davina still wrapped around his waist. He wasn't frightened, merely energized for a moment. Slowly the adrenaline died down and he peered out of the curtains of the fort, watching two doctors converse from within the room.
Silently, if he hadn't already done so with his sudden surge of energy, he shook Davina until she seemed to stir. Pointing out to the adults, he gave her a warning look in hopes she understood. He wasn't sure if they were in trouble or not, so he didn't want to push anything more than they may already have.

@gracehustle

Davina slept soundly, her dreams less bothered than they had been in weeks. She felt like she could sleep forever, that was, until she felt Apollo shake her awake. "Hm?" She mumbled, opening her eyes and looking up at him. She was half-asleep, but even she could see that he was wide awake, and nervous, or at least worried about something.
Following where he pointed, her eyes widened when she heard voices in their room, and she was instantly woken up just as much as he was. She wasn't sure what they were saying, but she could hear mentions of them, and words about something about another room. Were they in trouble about something? She looked to him, untangling herself from him and staying silent, worried that if she said something, they would be in even more trouble.