Dystopian RP (Based off of "Legend" by Marie Lu)

Commader Cardoso (Alec) stepped into the room once again, his posture straight and confident. The perfect Republic soldier. He looked at Flynn and then to Santiago. The commander turned back towards Rylan.
"You're interrogation is over for now. We will continue this tomorrow." He motioned towards the guards to open the door. "One more question. Do you work with the Patriots?"
Rylan fixed her hard amber eyes on him.
"I work alone."
He nodded once and turned to the door, ready to walk out.

"So" Flynn continued gathering back her posture. "Why do you keep messing with the government even tho you have nothing at your favor?" Flynn asked, but kept her tone soft to let her know she wasn't there to hurt her but to talk and get to know her

(im sorry that i procrastinate so much sorry)
Meanwhile, Samiel Allona was packing a bag in her apartment in Ruby sector. She wasn't running away, but she was doing something outlawed. She was bringing food to the people in the poor sectors.
Sami was dressed in all black, her crutches were set on the counter in front of her. She hated those things. They made her a target for the Republic, as they wanted to kill anyone with imperfections. They couldn't though, because she was rich. It would cause to much suspicion.
The bag she was packing was filled with food. Bread, canned soup, jars of jam, bags of dry ingredients. She packed a second bag after. Then a third. When she was done, she had packed eight bags in all. She stuffed all those into a large duffel bag, and slung it across her shoulders. She collected her crutches and headed to the fire escape.
Sami had done this so many times before that it was almost like second nature, and she could do it almost soundlessly. The hinges and the metal were all excessively greased, so no creaking or squeaking. She slid the ladder on the side down slowly and silently, then clamored down herself. She touched down, slid the ladder back up, and went for the shadows of the night, trusting them to mask her escape.
She made her usual run, delivering the bags to the most needy families, the ones with the skeletal children that need food so badly it hurt her to watch. Sami even managed to sneak a couple of plague suppressants into the bags.After she did her rounds, she headed back ti her apartment. As soon as she was up the fire escape and rolled through the window, a call rang on her house phone.

Lol it's ok

"It's called surviving, sweetheart." She replied, a small grin appearing. "But, most of it was just for 'fun.' I don't owe the Republic anything, after all."

"So" Flynn continued gathering back her posture. "Why do you keep messing with the government even tho you have nothing at your favor?" Flynn asked, but kept her tone soft to let her know she wasn't there to hurt her but to talk and get to know her

(Lol ignore this I posted it late)

Alec motioned towards Flynn to step out of the room.
As Flynn turned to leave she called called out. "And you? Why do you help the Republic?"

( you can keep it )

(hahaha thx)

Alec met Flynn and Santiago in the halls.
"We'll continue to interrogate her. We need as much information on the Patriots as possible." He explained. "If we need to, we'll execute her and use her as an example for the rest of the criminals in the Republic. We don't need a skilled criminal like her running around the city."

Alec turned towards Flynn. "And do not take what she said to heart." He turned and walked out of the hallway, the sound of his boots filling the air.

Flynn was surprised at Alec's coldness, how could she just ignore that? hell nah she thought as she looked at Santiago hoping for the same response. Besides, she thinks that killing her wont help nothing at all but to just create more chaos amongst the people

Rylan rested her head against the wall, her dark hair framing her face. She tried to move her leg, but gasped in pain. It was swollen and red with fresh blood gushing out. At this pace, it would be infected in a day.

"There must be a way to prevent this madness, we can`t just kill her without having a VERY good reason, that's out of moral" She said in a whisper scream

"I don't are what he says imma gonna call a nurse or something, that leg must be fixed if she wants to keep it" She said as she turned towards the doctor's office

"I don't are what he says imma gonna call a nurse or something, that leg must be fixed if she wants to keep it" She said as she turned towards the doctor's office

*care

"yeah, do that, and try to talk to her, I need to know which side is the good guys, all this mess has me messed-up too" She said as she started to walk down the hallway, her boots making an echo that she somewhat enjoyed

She opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes calculating every single on of his steps.
"I seem to have that effect on some people." She replied, a faint smile tilting the corners of her lips upward. Something in her was glad to see him, even with all that had happened. "So, what did your Commander think of my interrogation?"

She nodded. "He was a Commander. The day he came back, he said he saw something. . . terrible. The next day he didn't come back home, and the next thing we knew, Republic soldiers were at our doorstep."

"Yeah, couldn't agree more." She sighed and adjusted her leg. "I'm surprised you didn't realize who I was. . . you seem very smart to me."

"Why wouldn't you have thought that?" She smirked as she leaned closer.

Flynn went to the doctor's office and opened the door too quick for her own liking, but her mind was racing, she didn't have time for courtesies "I need a medical team right now" She ordered looking around to see people moving. She left the room with a medical team behind her and guided them to Rylan's cell "She's got a leg injury and I want you to fix 'er up, I don't want her dead before we can kill her ourselves" She lied trying to sound as hard and cold-hearted as possible to give more credibility and superiority to her words

"Hm, nice. That's a new one." She grinned, her dark hair falling around her face.