Dystopian RP?

"You don't have a choice." Rowan stared at Yuki, pity in her tired gaze. Her heart wrenched, but she ignored it, keeping her facial expression ice cold. Rowan leaned over the neck wound, starting to pour some of the liquid onto it. In the midst of it she practically heard Armand's voice and shrill chuckle over her shoulder.

"Don't end up like me, Rowan." His voice taunted.

"I'm not going to!" She snapped in reply, glaring at the empty space beside her. She shook her head tiredly, muttering to herself and continuing to heal Yuki.

Yuki ignored Rowan and the healing solution and everything. A tear rolled down her check and she wiped it away imediatly. "Please. This isn't what I want."

"Just shut up!" Rowan snapped, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. This was too much for her to handle. Just a year ago she was living relatively comfortably in a rebel base. Her family was there. She'd made friends with the fighters. Life was simple and peaceful. She never would've imagined ending up like this. Covered in blood and heartbroken. Tired and defeated. There was no more war, but in a sense, there was no more Rowan either. For better or for worse she had changed.

It was startling to realize why Armand acted the way he did. He was friends with the president after all. The same way she was to Yuki and Kodiak. Same goal, opposite sides. "I'm sorry, Yuki." She whispered weakly, tears blurring her vision slightly.

"Yeah! You bet you're sorry!", Yuki snapped back at her. "You'll never understand!" She struggled and yet couldn't get herself to stand without falling. "This isn't going to fix anything! It's all gone!" Her cries echoed back to her and upon hearing what she said, another tear rolled down her check. And this time she didn't wipe it away.

“K-Kodiak. Do this. Just pour it on slowly. I-I can’t do it anymore.” Rowan shoved the vial into his hands and stalked off into the other room where her old cell resided. “Call me back in once she’s healed.”

Kodiak nodded softly, understanding wholeheartedly without Rowan speaking a word. "Yuki, I want you to look at me," he began, positioning the vial over the wound. "You're not the only one who has been through hell. I get that you feel like there's no point, but you have to do this. All we have is each other." The medicine poured smoothly over the wound, and Kodiak braced Yuki's head with his other hand to keep her from pulling away. "Look at Rowan. She's barely holding it together, but she's still trying to save your ass, goddammit. And why is it that the second I got out of jail, I came straight back to you two? Yuki, we're all we have left." Kodiak finished swiftly and wiped the excess medicine from her emaciated skin. "There, now don't complain."

(Oakie, while you were gone Yuki broke Kodiak out of the prison btw.) "There's nothing left for me. Nothing would change if I died.", Yuki said, staring into Kodiak's eyes. "My family, gone. All my other friends, gone. I even used to have a lover. Now they're dead. I killed my own mother and brother and I abused my little sister and I don't deserve your help nor do I want it!" Yuki started yelling out of rage and frustration. "What right do you have, who I recently met, to take charge of my life! Why not Apollo or Carla or Litzy or Konna? Oh wait, they're dead! Leave me be!"

(oof sorry! should I change my last post?)
Kodiak was crying softly by now, but he made no hesitation slapping Yuki hard across the face. "Snap out of it! The only reason I'm doing this is that you're too weak to support yourself. You don't want us to go, you're just so frustrated with yourself to see that you need help. Do I need to handcuff you right back down to this chair, or just leave you for some crazy person to pick you up and do who-knows-what to you? I don't give a damn what you did. Now sit your ass down or I'll make you, so help me gods."

(No, it's fine.)
"Make me, huh?!" Yuki's vision was still blurry and when she went to throw a punch, to her horror, she missed."S-Since when do I.. miss?" This just made her angrier. "You think you could win in a fight against me! Think again!" She didn't want to hurt him, but he slapped her. Nobody hits The Gladiator. He wasn't exactly charming anyway. This was going to be easy.

Rowan sat in the empty cell, crying softly as she listened to the screaming match between Kodiak and Yuki. She forced herself to the doorway as she heard the unmistakable sound of a slap, peering into the room.

"Stay out, Rowan!" Yuki didn't want Rowan pulled back into this.

(not exactly charming, huh? :P)
"I don't want to fight you, I want you to calm the hell down before we get caught. Rowan, can we sedate her or something please?"

“Y-Yeah.” Rowan replied quietly, quickly crossing the room. Her eyes were affixed on the cold concrete floor. She pulled a beaker off the shelf that contained a mellow lavender colored liquid. It smelled of warm pastries to Rowan, and the girl was almost tempted to drink it herself. Instead she held it at arm’s length and handed it to Kodiak, recoiling at the acrid tang of blood in the air. She stayed by his side, but stared at her worn boots, unable to look Yuki in the eyes.

"Now Yuki, I can either sedate you with this or you can comply. Either way, we are not leaving you. Do you understand?" Kodiak wrapped his spare arm around Rowan in an awkward side hug, glancing sympathetically at her for a brief moment, before turning back to Yuki. "You always have a choice, whether or not you want to make it."

Rowan nodded her head in silent agreement with Kodiak, leaning into the hug. "Please, Yuki. I… We need you." She looked up at Yuki's battered form with a pleading expression.

"Or I can make another option!", she snarled, turning away from the liquid in disgust. Hmm… the liquid smelled good. Like nothing she had ever smelled… No! I'm not drinking that! "I don't want it.", Yuki sniffed. In fact, she just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up. Not used to getting what she wanted, she was surprised when she spoke that way.

(so i'm leaving the site but i really wanna continue this rp… do y'all have like an email, discord, twitter, etc?)

(Email might work. Why you leaving?)

(i keep getting really bd anxiety on here and i keep losing track of time and missing work and running and eating and i think it's starting to effect my health it's too much for me ;-;
so my email is [email protected] )