Dystopian RP (VERY MUCH OPEN!!)

Vivian didn't seem to notice her question. Looking up at her with glassy eyes, she carefully asked, "So you won't hurt me?"

There, Robbie saw a block ahead of Jordan, the officials looking down an alley. He went to the edge of the roof and got down low. Robbie pulled up his sniper. Then shots were fired and blood was spilled at the first shot.

"If you give me good reason to i might" she said pointedly, "but no i wont"

Jordan heard the shot and yelps, skidding down and behind a house/

The three men slumped in the alley when he was done. He slid down a drainpipe and walked to the alley. Hopefully he could grab a moto. The sad part was that he failed to notice the government officer walking into the alley at the same time he was.

(dont die mah dude)

(I'm not dying, just giving someone a chance to save me *cough)

She flinched at the thought. "I uh… I just got… startled is all. That's it."

Jordan spotted the officer and aimed his own snipper around the corner of the building, "Get down!" Right as he fired.

(Gtg for about an hour)

Robbie dropped like a stone, falling into one of the bloddied officers with a squelch. A man dropped dead not a few feet from him. Robbie turned to see who made the shot, "…You got some good aim, buddy," Gosh… oh gosh… he nearly died. It was kind of funny. His life could have been over just like that. He started laughing as he pushed himself up and murmured, "You got some good aim."

(See ya)

"You too!" Jordan got up from his possession on the ground with a small grunt, "Though. I never intended to actually kill them." He smirks

(i would but as you can tell my character is a stone cold bitch, mostly to people who test her tho)
"Alright. Well you're welcome to stay with me if you want."

"Do you live here?"

"yep, its quite cozy. maybe its just cause im used to it"

Her mouth twitched up. "Thanks," Vivian murmured gratefully.

"come on" she held her hand out, hoping for the girl to take it. her name, i dont know her name she thought

She grasped it, lifting herself up with still shaking legs.

Robbie stepped over the bodies, not bothering to wipe the blood from his sleeve. It was all over him anyways, it wouldn't do much good. He turned down alley and out the other end to find the parked motos, still with the keys. He slid onto one and grinned even more. Now was the time to decide. Go report the so-so rebels or give them a chance, take a risk, and let them roam free.

Jordan walks after the guy he just saved. His sniper was held loosely infront of him as he watches.

Robbie looked from the bike to Jordan, "…What do you think of those rebels back there in the building?"

Jordan starts but looks down, "They where doing the same thing I was. Running." He said simply, "Turn us in. Then what?"

(That made no sense…)

She walked toward her room in the empty building where all of her things were hidden. "i never caught your name"

She followed her, only because she wasn't sure of what else to do. "It's Vi-Vivian."

(That made no sense…)

(I think I understand it…)
"If we turn them in we get cash and government favors. And we protect the rest of the rebel community. Do you think they're good enough to spare, Jordan?" Robbie asked, but then remembered he hadn't introduced himself yet, "Oh, and my name is Robbie by the way."

'Yeah. They have done nothing wrong. They, like me, are trying to survive. Nothing the government does will ever help." Jordan bites his lip

"Im Calista, but you can call me Cali" she opened a door to a room, mostly bare except for the few blankets and pillows she managed to collect throught the years, her small pile of food rations she had left, and her dufflebag with clothes and space for most of the rest of her items.

Vivian didn't step in, instead looked around. It was nice, considering the building it was in.