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(OOf where whispere?)
Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}
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(RIGHT)(I just need Fiona, Conner or Mira to be active so I don't miss everyone's responses. :P)
(Okie)
Darren quickly turns back into the room he was in and breathes heavily.
That was, frightening.
He wrings his hands a bit and bites his lip before reentering the room.
"App? App, right?"
Is that her name? Blast it, Darren.
He kneels by her.
"It's alright. I'm from, um, your group."
(How was it frightening?)
App looked up with with scared look, and recognized Darren. She turned away. "I'm sorry… I'll try to be quieter." She drew the coat up to her neck, and tried to wipe her streaming eyes.
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(He didn't expect to see anyone. Prolly hoping it was just a weird noise)
Darren sits cross legged in front of her.
"No, you're alright. Though, you seem lost?"
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(Nyoiop….)
"No…." Her voice was more calmed, since he began rocking her. "I– I just don't know what to do about– About H-Henry…." Anyone who kills him dies as well, but prolonging it will just make it worse… She began to feel a bit relaxed, and she nearly drifted off to sleep. Yet the rocking kept her just awake enough to be conscious.
Dareon felt her relaxing. "Shhhh…. Just forget about that for now. Just focus on some rest. I'll stay with you until you wake up okay..?"
(He didn't expect to see anyone. Prolly hoping it was just a weird noise)
Darren sits cross legged in front of her.
"No, you're alright. Though, you seem lost?"
(ok.)
App hesitated, then nodded. "It's probably for the best though…" She still avoids his gaze, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.
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Darren stands.
"Ah," he quietly says,"Same here."
He finds a seat to sit in and observes a painting on the wall.
I'm always lost.
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"No…." Her voice was more calmed, since he began rocking her. "I– I just don't know what to do about– About H-Henry…." Anyone who kills him dies as well, but prolonging it will just make it worse… She began to feel a bit relaxed, and she nearly drifted off to sleep. Yet the rocking kept her just awake enough to be conscious.
Dareon felt her relaxing. "Shhhh…. Just forget about that for now. Just focus on some rest. I'll stay with you until you wake up okay..?"
“O….Okay….” She calmed down, and zipped the jacket up to her neck. “I… I’ll just… rest, then…” Claire curled up in his arms and fell asleep, hugging her knees to her chest.
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( i have a final I'll be back on after school can we put Mira on pause?)
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(Yep. I'm not going to be on a lot either)
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(I'm good for now though)
(I'm here! What should I have Fiona do?)
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(I'm here! What should I have Fiona do?)
Looper has returned! I had a history final…. anyone else here?//
(Me obviously! :D)
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(Me obviously! :D)
Hey hey! Per request, I don't want to make this all about ships, but maybe Conner and Fiona could have a moment where Conner admits everything in his past? Maybe Fiona asks why he's scared of the gun or why he doesn't get rid of it or why he ties knots??//
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(Sure)
(Sure!)
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(Sure!)
Conner shouldered his backpack and walked out of the hospital towards the abandoned bulding. His hands instinctively reached for his pocket where he pulled out the rope, his bandages already beginning to tear with the scrapes from the rope over his hands. He didn't even have to look anymore, they came instinctively to him now.
Fiona walked alongside him silently, not knowing if he noticed her. She shoved her hands into her pockets and looked at the ground.
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Conner looked over at her, a soft smile on his face, "Everything alright?" he asked, "Besides the obvious," his hands gestured at the city with a soft chuckle. His green eyes were soft, yet concentrated (because we know how to describe eyes and that was a perfectly acceptable description)
Fiona looked up at him with a small smile "Yeah, I'm fine," She said, looking at the rope in his hands "I have a question though.." She added softly, looking back at the ground.
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Molly is somewhat grateful everyone left the lobby. Claire, Mira and that boy were in the other room, and who knows where Darren and App were.
She sits across the room from Clovis in a chair, gripping her gun nervously.
He starts to get quiet and his breathing levels. He blinks his eyes tiredly and looks up, staring at her.
She clenches her jaw.
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Fiona looked up at him with a small smile "Yeah, I'm fine," She said, looking at the rope in his hands "I have a question though.." She added softly, looking back at the ground.
Conner looked over, "What's up?" he asked, tucking the rope in his pocket so that he could focus on her completely
"Why were you so nervous around the gun?" She asked quietly, "It's ok if you don't want to say," Fiona added quickly, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Darren stands.
"Ah," he quietly says,"Same here."
He finds a seat to sit in and observes a painting on the wall.
I'm always lost.
App gives a small, humorless laugh. "At least you aren't an experiment…" she mumbles to herself, not intending for him to hear.
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"Why were you so nervous around the gun?" She asked quietly, "It's ok if you don't want to say," Fiona added quickly, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Conner bit his lip. He held the fence aside to let Fiona in, then followed her into the building. He took a second to light a candle that was almost gone, illuminating the small space. The boy sat down against the wall, staring at his feet. He took a breath. He could do this. Fiona wouldn't judge him, right?
"When the apocalypse first started, I was asleep. It was me and my sister in our room, then my mother and father in theirs. I heard the door swing open and looked up as my mother and father walked in, wandering slowly to my sister. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what. The next thing I knew, they were walking towards me, and I knew that I had to run. So I ducked under them and ran to our living room, where they cornered me next to our gun safe." he swallowed, struggling to go on, "I-I had no choice," Conner breathed, looking at his feet as tears sprung to his eyes, "I-I-I unlocked the safe, took out the gun a-and I-I… I shot them," the last phrase was just a breath, barely loud enough to hear, "All three, without hesitation," he looked away, ashamed. Tears streamed slowly down his face as he pictured them, looking completely normal, but then just gone…
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Darren stands.
"Ah," he quietly says,"Same here."
He finds a seat to sit in and observes a painting on the wall.
I'm always lost.App gives a small, humorless laugh. "At least you aren't an experiment…" she mumbles to herself, not intending for him to hear.
Darren nods.
"That is an upside, I'm guessing."
The room gets quiet and a loud yelp rings through the halls. Darren perks up and stands.
"Did you hear that?!"
Dareon felt her relaxing. "Shhhh…. Just forget about that for now. Just focus on some rest. I'll stay with you until you wake up okay..?"
“O….Okay….” She calmed down, and zipped the jacket up to her neck. “I… I’ll just… rest, then…” Claire curled up in his arms and fell asleep, hugging her knees to her chest.
Dare continued rocking her before slowing down to a stop. She was so peaceful now… He stroked her head, and then set his head on her shoulder, enjoying the warmth of her body. "Sleep well…" He wondering what she was dreaming about.
Darren nods.
"That is an upside, I'm guessing."
The room gets quiet and a loud yelp rings through the halls. Darren perks up and stands.
"Did you hear that?!"
App perked then cowered. She covered herself with the coat and curled up into a ball on the floor. She shivered, and said, "If you go to check, I'm not coming…"