Ellen pushed her way through the crowd, trying to find Lennie.
Role-play where we get drafted into the army, and bad things start to go down (CLOSED)
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Vin followed, using his height to his advantage and peering over the heads of the others. "I don't see him….I hope he's not in trouble or something."
They see Lennie not far away after a minute of searching, talking earnestly to some of the other soldiers. He sees Ellen and Vin and breaks off his conversation, patting one of the men's shoulders as he left and ambling over to you.
"Sup. Where've y'all been?" he asked.
"You want to tell him?" Ellen asked Vin.
Vin took a deep breath. "So we met this guy called Davy and he took us to see his weird conspiracy-rebellion-secret base in the valley outside of camp, and he said if we wanted to help him spy on a guy called Sabrino, he'd let us stay at his hideout once we escaped from here. Also we almost got in trouble for being where we weren't supposed to. What about you?"
"Sounds like an adventure," Lennie said. "I was just gettin' the low down on the general mood of the night, so to speak. I think this rebellion cold have quite a lot of supporters, by the looks of things."
"Mhmm." Ellen nodded, glancing side to side. One could never be sure who was eavesdropping. "Maybe we should discuss this later though."
"Yeah," Vin agreed. "The guy said their code name was the Weather, by the way. Just in case we need it." He glanced around. "So….I think we get to meet our commanders now?"
"Fair," Lennie agreed. "Let's see who these commanders or captains or whoever are."
"Alright then. Let's get this over with." Ellen said.
As he spoke, a line of men and women came into view and stood facing the crowd. They wore uniforms with badges designating their higher rank, although something in their eyes clearly indicated they authority as well. One stepped forward and gestured toward the others. "These are your superior officers," he said. "General Langwater, Major Brom, Captains Inell and Parker…." The list went on, going slowly down the line. "….Lieutenant Sabrino of communications….." A dark-haired young man with a rather pinched face. "….and Sergeant Wood, our head tracker." At the end of the row, none other than Davy stood in dark camouflage, looking much more somber than when they'd last seen him.
"Woah," Vin whispered. "Davy's an officer. I never would have guessed."
"Me neither." Ellen whispered back.
(Well we have to go for the evening, see you tomorrow hopefully ^^)
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(Anyone on?)
(Hey, so I'm really sorry about this, but Imma have to leave this rp, at least for now. I'm feeling pretty depressed right now, and I'm having a hard time doing much. Again, I'm super sorry, but I highly encourage you and Dusty to continue this <3 Feel free to take it in any way you want :D)
(Hugs Holly I will indeed still be here if you're into this, Lavvy)
(Alright Holly. I understand. I'm ready to RP if you are Dusty!)
(shoot uhhh one sec I have to eat supper real quick but I'll be right there! ^^; )
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As the speaker droned on, Davy's eyes wandered over the crowd until he found their group. His expression didn't change, but the corners of his eyes crinkled up in a hidden smile. Then he looked away.
"Once this announcement is over," the speaker continued, "You all will find the barracks marked with your group numbers and put your possessions there. Supper will be directly afterward, then bed. Training and mission briefings will be at five o'clock tomorrow morning. You are now all dismissed."
Ellen frowned when she spotted Davy gazing at them. I don't care if that man has a secret way out. I don't trust him.
As the speaker finished and the crowd began to disperse, she turned to Vin. "What was our number again?"
Vin squinted like he was digging around in his brain with a toothbrush. "Ummmm, 300. So we'll probably be somewhere near the end. Let's get unpacked quick, I'm starving."
Ellen nodded. They found their barracks and started unpacking. Ellen pulled out a small box, spare clothes, and a knife from her bag.
On the other side of the partition wall, Vin pulled out his own clothes, an improbable amount of snacks and dried food, and a small photograph, which he set carefully under his pillow. "Say," he called to Ellen. "You got any good cubbyholes over there on your side? I've got too much food to hide here, and I'll let you have some if you need it."
"Yeah, sure." Ellen replied.
(I gtg soon dammit)
(That's fine. I'll try to be around more regularly so we can do this better lol)
Vin came over with an armful of edibles. "They don't care much for privacy here, do they? This wall is a poor excuse for one. I think I'll hang my blanket over the doorway, if you don't mind."
(I've got a wee bit of time tonight if you're here, I'll be on for roughly the next hour or so)