1 on 1 RP (Closed :D)

"What the…" Saffi stood up and started pacing back and forth. "This is all way too confusing," she said weakly.

Davis skimmed through the book, "It's about the Organization, they conquer entire empires with deception," he looked up at Saffi, "After they have enough power, they turn everyone into their slaves."

"No. No. No… This can't be right. We're dreaming right? We're going to wake up and none of this happened…" A tear rolled down Saffi's cheek but she quickly wiped it away.

Davis pinched himself, "This is real," he said in disbelief.

"No. It can't be," she said. She was shaking horribly. She took the note out of her pocket and read it over again. She finally lost it and started crying. "This…is not…happening," she said through heavy breaths.

"Dang it," Davis started to tear up, "Dang it, why?!" he screamed.

She looked at Davis and wiped off her face. She walked over to him and sat in front of him.
"We-We'll work this out. We just have to stick together," she whispered

Davis nodded, "Yeah. Yeah. We just need to figure this out."

She smiled slightly. "So…" She saw a door and nodded towards. Saffi grabs Davis's hand and stands up. "Let's go check in there."

"Good idea Miss…." Davis trailed off, "Uh, what's your name again…?"

"Saffi Queens. You can just call me Saf though," she replied, more confidence showing through her voice. "And you are?"

"Davis Booth," he introduced himself.

Her smile widened. "Very nice to meet you. Now come on!" She ran towards the door not realizing she was still holding his hand

Davis stumbled when Saf pulled him unexpectedly, "So, what are we looking for in here?" he asked when they reached the room.

"Um anything that could help I guess." She shrugged and let go of his hand, suddenly embarrassed. She blushed slightly and looked away.

"Ok…" Davis nodded. He looked around and in a few crates, "This looks like a weapons room of sorts."

"Weapons..? Really?" She walked over and looked in the boxes. "Woah…"

"So, what would you like?" Davis asked, giving her the first pick.

She picked up a small bow, just her size, shooting it at a picture on the wall and hitting it exactly in the middle. "Guess I'll take this one," she replied.

"Cool, take one of the knives too, just in case you need something for melee," Davis said.

"Will do." She straps the bow around her shoulder and grabs and knife.

Davis found a belt next to the case and grabbed two knives for melee and fifteen of the throwing knives, "I'm good to go, are you?"

"Yah, I think so," She looked back at the pile of weapons and grabs a pistol. "Now I am."

"Ah, good idea," Davis grabbed his own pistol, "Now, let's get a plan figured out."

"Good idea," Saffi said. She walked over to the picture she shot at earlier. It was a map of a building. "Hey Davis, look at this."

"A map? Wait, this looks familiar…" Davis examined the map.

"Familiar, really?" She questioned. She looked at him waiting for him to explain.

"I can't remember where I saw it, though," Davis wondered, "The layout seems familiar, doesn't it?"

Saffi looks at it closer and pulls out the arrow. "Wait…yah…it does."

Davis's eyes widened, "It's the Main Building!" he exclaimed.