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Santiago wondered what she could have been given to cause something like that, if it was hallucinations. He would have to ask around tomorrow, because the idea that Rylan could have been given a strange medicine made him sick to his stomach.
After about ten minutes, Rylan tried to go to sleep. Harlow and Santiago seemed to be sleeping next to her. Even though she tried to fall asleep, it was nearly impossible. Everything kept her awake.
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Santiago was still resting on his back, unable to sleep. He never usually slept on his back, so he was quite uncomfortable. Besides, his mind kept going back to what Rylan had said about her brother.
Rylan sighed, swinging her legs back in forth in an attempt to fall asleep. She knocked something down, which seemed to be a bottle. She glanced around, hoping that she hadn't woken anybody.
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Santiago’s eyes barely fluttered open. He didn’t think it was Rylan, as he assumed she would be asleep. He sat up, rubbing at his eyes and attempting to stretch his sore, injured shoulder.
Rylan got up and placed the bottle where it had been before she knocked it over.
"That'll teach you to stop fidgeting." She muttered to herself, shaking her head and sitting down again.
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Santiago recognized Rylan’s voice and glanced over to where she was. He wondered if he should say anything, but he didn’t want to wake any of the other people in the room. He really wished that they had found a more private place to rest.
Harlow had been sound asleep, but she’d taught herself to wake at a noise. “What’s going on?” She mumbled sleepily.
"Nothing." She replied softly. "You can go back to sleep."
Riann looked around and decided to walk around the base since she couldn't fall asleep. She got up and slowly opened the door, making sure that it didn't wake anyone.
(Hey! So I was thinking, its probably sad but, I've been really inactive in a lot of rps this days and I think I will back off on some of them, so what if we make like Flynn gets caught or something and they kill her for helping the republic? Or is there a way to save her life? XD)
( We could probably save her somehow if you want us to. Or she could die somehow )
( But, you can do whatever you'd like to )
(Ok, maybe you can try and save her? I do really like this rp but im serioulsy lost)
( OKay, we'll do that )
//hallo I’m alive
(Hii)
( Hi! )
/bhiii
Harlow watched her leave, a little worried.
Rylan rubbed her eyes tiredly, holding her faded boots in her hands. She tried to clear her head, hoping that she would be able to fall asleep soon. But, she knew that wouldn't work. For years now, she barely slept for a few hours at a time.
When Rylan didn’t come back right away, Harlow got up and followed her out. “Really, Rylan, are you okay?” She asked softly. “Besides worrying about Matt. That isn’t everything, is it?”
She sighed and turned to face Harlow after a few seconds. "Theo. Santiago's quite worried about him."
“Want me to talk to him?” She offered jokingly. “I can be persuasive.”
She smiled a bit. "I don't know what to do. . . I didn't realize that Theo still felt that way. I mean, it was only a one day thing like every other boy I've met in the slums."
“More serious this time - I can talk to him,” she said, smile fading.
"You think it'll work?" She asked hopefully.
“Maybe. Either way, he’ll at least get the message,” she said. “You think he’s still up?”
"Probably. I think he might be in the control room."
“Alright, I’lol go now then. Try to get some sleep. We can do a bit more research about Matt tomorrow too,” she said, hugging her.
