Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Dare was immediately disgusted just by the sound of this guy. He instinctively pulled Claire into a hug. “I’m so so sorry…” He wanted her to feel safe, not.. this. “He’s a freakin’ jerk. You deserve so much better than this…”

Conner jumped, "O-Oh," he said, "He's alright. Healing. It'll be awhile until he's fully healed," the boy scootched a bit away, giving her space and hiding the gun more from her, but causing it to dig into his backside a bit more

Who was she? Agh, I hate this!
Clovis runs his finger through App's hair without even thinking about it. He stares off into nothingness.
"It'll be okay.." He quietly says.
No it won't.

App feels his fingers running through her tangled hair. It felt nice… She pushed her head into his hand without thinking. She closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing her body.

Fiona nodded "Ok," She stood up and stretched before smiling at everyone "I'm going to go look around, anyone want to come with?"

Conner stood as well, wanting to get out, "I-I'll come," he said, pulling his shirt down more and fidgeting with his fingers.

Dare was immediately disgusted just by the sound of this guy. He instinctively pulled Claire into a hug. “I’m so so sorry…” He wanted her to feel safe, not.. this. “He’s a freakin’ jerk. You deserve so much better than this…”

"B-But I can't escape him…." Claire felt the boy's warmth, but it bypassed her emotions. "If I t-try to kill him, I-I'll be killed for r-royal assassination…. If he comes, he'll kill a-anyone in his path…." She couldn't get through all of them before she started crying more. I wish this would just end…

Fiona nodded "Well then, let's go." She glanced at Molly and walked over to her "Do you need help?" She asked, holding out her hand to help her.

Bucky isn't online right now. Want to just continue? Bucky said in the chat they had to go//

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Conner stood nervously behind her, waiting anxiously to get out of the building

Fiona walked out of the building, Molly following her slowly. She rested a hand on her gun as she looked around, a little nervous.

They made their way a little past the hospital and Conner looked at Fiona. He felt every shape of the gun pressing into him and suddenly felt as if it was suffocating him, "F-Fiona," he said quietly, trying to get her attention.

"Yeah?" She said, glancing over at him and smiling slightly.

"I-in my back pocket. There's a g-gun. Can you get it out?" he asked, his voice tight. He just wanted it away, Out of sight, away from him, anywhere but in his pocket.

Fiona raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly "Sure," She walked up to him and grabbed the gun, careful not to bump into him with the gun or her hand. She looked at him and held up the gun "I have it, what now?"

"B-But I can't escape him…." Claire felt the boy's warmth, but it bypassed her emotions. "If I t-try to kill him, I-I'll be killed for r-royal assassination…. If he comes, he'll kill a-anyone in his path…." She couldn't get through all of them before she started crying more. I wish this would just end…

Dare bit his lip and squeezed her close. “Ummm… maybe I could.. Maybe… get rid of him for you..?” He didn’t want to kill again, but if this guy was willing to kill just to force a girl into marriage, he really shouldn’t exist. He started rocking her gently.

The motion of rocking calmed her a little, and she stopped choking up so easily. "That'd just land you in j-jail…." She stuttered. "I'm just like a-a land mine… You'll m-make it worse for yourself by just being around… Me…" She didn't want the boy to just die, or even get heavily injured like Clovis or Molly.
Claire tucked her arms inside the jacket and tried her best to keep herself warm, along with the boy's own body heat. "Y-You're just gambling…. When anyone's near me…."

Dare shook his head. “What if I like to gamble? Then I’d say you’re perfect for me.” He grinned, abd squeezed her gently. “Anyway, I’ll probably end up with my butt in jail anyway. Better that I go in helping someone.”

Claire flushed at that phrase– Then I'd say you're perfect for me. "I– Um…." She tripped herself up and hid her face. Gosh not again…. This was the same issue with Clovis… "Y– You'd gamble your e-entire life???" T-There's no way….
She slid her arms back through the sleeves and tried to leave. "I– I really have to go–" But she winced as imaginary pain struck her ankle.

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Fiona raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly "Sure," She walked up to him and grabbed the gun, careful not to bump into him with the gun or her hand. She looked at him and held up the gun "I have it, what now?"

Conner took off his backpack and unzipped it, "In here please," he said, his voice tight just at the sight of the weapon