Dystopian RP?

Armand smiled a good smile back to his friend, happy to see it before he moved into the office. "I needed that." Of course, as he arrived and closed the door behind him, there she was. He kept that smile plastered to his face, trying not to sully it with a forced one. This was going to be difficult. (Idk what Harris's first name is I'mma give her one lol) "Hello, Charlotte. It's been far too long," he said softly.
"Address me as your President, Watt. Do not talk to me as if we were peers." she began abrasively, looking at him seriously with her fingers pressed together in front of her face. "I'm assuming you know why you were brought in."

(Ok. I’ll try to find a chance to do that. Maybe when @TiredOtter’s character goes to sleep, but you are still talking with Harris.)
Yuki automatically grabbed different chemicals. “Which do you think we should mix?”

"The least dangerous ones…" Rowan sighed. She pointed out a calm looking orange mixture.

“Fine.” Yuki held up another calm looking shiny metallic mixture. “How about this?”

"Alright… I guess that works." Rowan was still suspicious, but nodded her head. Hopefully the reaction won't cause too much damage.

Yuki poured the orange liquid into the silver metallic liquid. The mixture turned a dark grey and started fizzing. Yuki smiled back at Rowan.

"That's nasty looking." Rowan stuck her tongue out. "Make sure it doesn't start fuming. Something like that could knock one of us out.

“It is kinda gross!”, Yuki laughed. She put on a pair of goggles and gloves. “Let’s try mixing the purple one!”

"Alright, alright." Rowan grabbed the purple one off the shelf, a little too happy to see Yuki excited to listen to her own common sense.

“Let’s mix the purple one with this green one! And then mix that mixture with the gray mixture!”, Yuki said excitedly. She handed Rowan a pair of googles. “And put these on. They’ll make you look like a professional.” Yuki giggled.

"Okay, okay! Slow down!" Rowan laughed, putting the googles and and tentatively handing Yuki the purple mixture.

Yuki poured the purple mixture into the beaker filled with the green liquid. The new mixture started to fizz even more. Yuki immediately set the beaker back onto the table just before it fizzed over. The mixture fizzed all over the countertop. “At least it didn’t melt the countertop or anything”, Yuki said, relived.

"We gotta clean this up…" Rowan scowled at the mixture, wrinkling up her nose.

“What If it leaves a stain?”, Yuki asked eyeing the messy counter.

"We cover it and play innocent." Rowan smirked and then ran to get paper towls. "This is gross looking."

Yuki burst out laughing. She grabbed a few paper towels and started to dry the counter, and just as she predicted, a green stain remained on the counter. “Just cover it with some of Armand’s notes. He never really organizes them anyway.”

Rowan made sure the counter was dry before scattering notes on top of it. "There, you happy now?" Rowan raised an eyebrow at Yuki, trying to hide an amused smile.

“Yeah.” Yuki smiled. “That almost made me feel like a normal child. It’s not my fault my childhood was taken away from me.”

"Well I'm sure Armand will make us both feel like children after he yells at us when he gets back." Rowan stretched and stifled a yawn.

“He will be so mad! I wonder if he’s brave enough to yell at me! He can yell, but he can’t make me do anything!” Yuki was almost excited to get yelled at. It would be like back in the good days before the war and the torture camp, when her mother used to yell at her when she did stuff like this. Yuki felt like a small child again.

"I think doctors know best when it comes to their patients, Ms. President. Rowan is not going to combat training." Harrison's brow twitched, and she let out a 'tsk'. "Knock it off, you old fool, I don't think you understand what's at stake here, Armand.." He'd continue to smile, looking her directly in the eyes. "Oh come on, you say not to call you by your name, and here you're tyring to reason with me. I'm not even that old! Just because my body aches and cracks.. Man Harrison. It sounds like you're about to insinuate I would let her go." He'd say humorously, smirking.
"ARMAND." She stood quickly, both hands on her desk.
(Go guys you gots this)

"I'm pretty sure he's going to yell at us. He's not exactly afraid of us." Rose smirked, amused by Yuki's excitement.

“It’s been awhile since I’ve been yelled at. Besides by prison guards.”, Yuki said.

"Well I'm glad you have something to look forward to." Rowan failed to stifle another yawn, closing her eyes for a moment. "I can't even wrap my head around everything happened today. I hope Kodiak is okay."

Yuki waited for Rowan to fall asleep. She had a plan. “Goodnight, Rowan.”, she said and pretended to find a place to sleep. Yuki never really slept anyway.

Rowan let out a muffled "Goodnight." As she snuggled back into her cot, kicking off her shoes and dozing off underneath the warm blankets.

Yuki crept out of the office. She turned a corner and ran. The gladiator battle is tomorrow! Unless I can stop it! Yuki sprinted until she got to a guarded door. I only promised Nyir I wouldn’t kill. I never said I wouldn’t mildly hurt anyone. Besides, It’s for Kodiak. Yuki justified the act of knocking out the guards. She headed towards them, ready for a fight.

The scream of the wind filled Rowan's ears. She was alone in the middle of a bloody battlefield. The last survivor. "Yuki?! Armand?!" Rowan yelled at the top of her lungs, but the wind Rose and howled, drowning out her words. She could see a body that looked vaguely familiar. "Kodiak?" Rowan choked, racing towards it. She kneeled in the dirt and ended up sinking in quicksand. "HELP!" Rowan screamed. Blood rained down from the skies as she struggled to keep her head above the red earth. Darkness enclosed on her vision and then suddenly…

Rowan shot up in bed, drenched in sweat and tears. "Yuki?" Rowan sniffles and called out weakly. There was no reply. It's fine. She probably went to get water or something. She tried to assure herself, but Rowan just couldn't shake the feeling something bad was coming. For now she would stay awake until Yuki got back. Until she could be sure Yuki was safe.

Yuki knocked the first guard out in no time with a knee to the head. The next guard was thin and fragile. Yuki slammed her head into the metal door. A loud bang echoed through the halls. The guard twitched, the light leaving her eyes, and fell to the floor. Despite being beaten up, the guards were still breathing. Their chests rose and fell and the female guard wheezed. Nyir would be mad, but Yuki didn’t exactly care. She twisted the lock and it popped. It would only be a matter of time before people found out about the gaurds and the lock, so Yuki worked quickly, each movement rushed and quiet.

(Guys if Kodiak gets out I'll move this along)