Awh bless him! Omg I need to go look!
Omg I know right!! I can't wait haha. Though I have no clue how they will get out of this one.
Omg I know right!! I can't wait haha. Though I have no clue how they will get out of this one.
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.
If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.
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Watching, waiting for the Prince to finally get in the car he looked down at Iris who hadn’t moved from her spot. Glad that she had not defied them anymore he nodded to Thomas who had assisted him, thankful he had come along to help restrain them both because had he been on his own he could have lost especially with the shocking events of Iris trying to wrestle him for the gun. Looking down at his thigh he could see the blood was pouring away from the wound, it was starting to ache, but he knew he could get it sorted back in their base. Though he didn’t know whether to lock them together or lock her in a room separately.
Sighing heavily, he grabbed Iris by the arm and forced her into the car, pushing her into the back of the car before slamming the door shut. Shaking his head at the whole ordeal, anger still flowed through him and he knew if he had just squeezed harder, pushed harder he would have taken her life. “Fucking nightmare.” Talking to himself as he got into the front of the car, thankfully child lock was still a thing so there was no way they could open up the car doors from the inside.
“Tom, let my father know we are on our way back. Medical attention needed. Fucking bullet.” Ethan growled as he got inside the drivers’ seat hands clasping the steering wheel, knuckles turning white from the effort. At least where they were going, they had a better holding cell for the Prince than the makeshift one in the basement of her fathers’ home. Ethan made no mention of Regis or anything that had happened there, he didn’t want to give them the satisfaction. If they knew he was dead it would give them hope, there was no way she knew yet. Knowing he was dead would change everything, there would be no fear of the consequences of being caught.
Starting up the car he began to drive them further along the road, going further into the districts which would technically be closer to the Capital. They had a strong hold in one of the districts it was also the last one standing currently as all the others had been attacked. Grinding his teeth, he was angry, he wanted to just kill them both on the road there and then, but he knew that was not what the plan was meant to be right now.
Flinching as the door slammed Iris hung her head in the back of the car, using her long hair to hide her face to hide the hurt because all she could feel was the resonating pain of his fingers clenched around her throat. She had let them down, let him down by not being able to protect him and herself down because now she couldn’t make good on her promise of getting him back to the Capital. “I’m so sorry.” Whispering under her breath to Cas in the back of the car, you could tell by the sound of her voice the damage that had been done to her neck, it was hoarse and rough and it sounded painful.
The feeling of dread crept up on her, returning to her father facing him after what she had done seemed scary. There was no telling what he would do, especially as she knew his mind wasn’t in the right place. Not with the alcohol and his current obsession with the monarchy, well everyone seemingly had an obsession with the monarchy now even Ethan. Unable to stop it she felt herself tremble, shivers running down her spine as she thought on just what would await them going back to the rebel base. How would they be able to break out of this one?
Sighing heavily, he grabbed Iris by the arm and forced her into the car, pushing her into the back of the car before slamming the door shut. Shaking his head at the whole ordeal, anger still flowed through him and he knew if he had just squeezed harder, pushed harder he would have taken her life. “Fucking nightmare.” Talking to himself as he got into the front of the car, thankfully child lock was still a thing so there was no way they could open up the car doors from the inside.
“Tom, let my father know we are on our way back. Medical attention needed. Fucking bullet.” Ethan growled as he got inside the drivers’ seat hands clasping the steering wheel, knuckles turning white from the effort. At least where they were going, they had a better holding cell for the Prince than the makeshift one in the basement of her fathers’ home. Ethan made no mention of Regis or anything that had happened there, he didn’t want to give them the satisfaction. If they knew he was dead it would give them hope, there was no way she knew yet. Knowing he was dead would change everything, there would be no fear of the consequences of being caught.
Starting up the car he began to drive them further along the road, going further into the districts which would technically be closer to the Capital. They had a strong hold in one of the districts it was also the last one standing currently as all the others had been attacked. Grinding his teeth, he was angry, he wanted to just kill them both on the road there and then, but he knew that was not what the plan was meant to be right now.
Flinching as the door slammed Iris hung her head in the back of the car, using her long hair to hide her face to hide the hurt because all she could feel was the resonating pain of his fingers clenched around her throat. She had let them down, let him down by not being able to protect him and herself down because now she couldn’t make good on her promise of getting him back to the Capital. “I’m so sorry.” Whispering under her breath to Cas in the back of the car, you could tell by the sound of her voice the damage that had been done to her neck, it was hoarse and rough and it sounded painful.
The feeling of dread crept up on her, returning to her father facing him after what she had done seemed scary. There was no telling what he would do, especially as she knew his mind wasn’t in the right place. Not with the alcohol and his current obsession with the monarchy, well everyone seemingly had an obsession with the monarchy now even Ethan. Unable to stop it she felt herself tremble, shivers running down her spine as she thought on just what would await them going back to the rebel base. How would they be able to break out of this one?
Awh omg that is so cuuuute!! You have to take photos if you take him to starbucks!! That would be adorable!!!
Yaaaay, I should be able to stay up for a little bit today! Although I may fall asleep haha.
Yaaaay, I should be able to stay up for a little bit today! Although I may fall asleep haha.
The fact that Iris had lunged for him and the gun had taken Ethan by surprise, he couldn’t have imagined she would go so far like that. Protecting the monarchy by doing so, gripping the gun tightly as they fumbled with it, battling to win out as they fought over the gun. A part of him didn’t want to hurt her, deep down he had cared for her. There had been something there regardless on if he wanted to admit it or not, moments ago he had debated shooting her for standing in front of the Prince protecting him. A part of him knew he would have pulled the trigger, his mind had twisted with the war and the rebels, her father had been a somewhat bad influence with it all.
As they fumbled, he found himself getting angrier, the part of him who didn’t want to hurt her pushed aside as he felt her nails scrape away the skin of his hand in an attempt to grab the weapon. Hissing he tried to push her away, feeling blood blossom from his scratches his eyes flared with rage, growls emitting from his mouth as each moment passed, he sounded less human.
BANG.
It was as if time slowed down as the sound of the gun firing once more filled the air. Struggles from both Ethan and Iris stopped as they looked at each, horror struck faces as they weren’t sure if either one had been shot from the struggles of the gun. Although whatever emotions or adrenaline that had spurred the pair on seemed to have worn off and Ethan went white, blood blossomed his thigh as whatever bullet had been fired had grazed him. Nothing fatal, it looked like a bad scratch, but none the less he had been shot and it had been her fault.
Within minutes Ethan had registered that she had shot him, that it was her fault he now felt a pain on his thigh from the bullet. “I. Can’t. Believe. You.” Each word left his mouth cold, the words dripping with venom. Anger flowed through him as he lurched forward at Iris pushing her down to the ground with force as his fingers locked around her throat.
The sound of her head hitting against the floor made her cringe, tears formed in her eyes as she was unable to push off Ethan who had pinned her to the floor. For a brief moment she wondered if this was how she was going to die, in the road where no one would care, her body would be left, and no doubt rotted by the time someone would stumble upon her. Is this really it? Though before she could even think morbid thoughts the hand around her throat suffocating her brought her to reality, fingers tightening around her windpipe as each breath became a struggle. “E-Ethan…” Barely choking out her words as she began to thrash, though flailing limbs were met with his firm body that held her in place in some sort of vice like grip.
The idea of being able to overpower him had been silly, not a well thought out plan on her behalf because if she had even managed to wrangle the gun from him, he could have easily taken it back. Plus, would she have had the heart to pull the trigger? Even in self-defence? Already she could feel the pounding her head from the impact of the cold floor, dizziness washing over her from the lack of oxygen, but she tried to fight. Tried to push against Ethan who was not letting up. “..P-P.. le.. ease.” Managing to choke out as her hands gripped at his arm in some sort of bid to pull his strong grip around her neck. Though as the time passed colour was draining from her, it almost looked as if she was turning grey from the lack of oxygen to her body and only then did she feel his hand drop. Panting on the floor she was unable to regain herself so quickly, there was no way she could fight right now not anymore. Though she could still feel it, the hand that had been around her neck moments before draining her life. The feeling still remained, and she touched her neck wincing at the pain from the simple touch.
“Just know Iris, I could have killed you just then. I can’t believe you shot me.” Although she had directly pulled the trigger, the fumble she had caused for the gun had wounded him and it had sent him into a frenzy. Had Ethan not seen the colour drain from her he probably would have killed her, shooting a glance towards Thomas at the Prince he growled as he raised the gun once more towards Iris whilst looking Cas in the eye, “Now. Are you going to come quietly? I have one bullet left and I’d happily shoot it at her, or you if you'd prefer. Get in the car.” Hissing his last words as he nodded his head towards the vehicle waiting for Cas to get inside before he would drag Iris in with him.
As they fumbled, he found himself getting angrier, the part of him who didn’t want to hurt her pushed aside as he felt her nails scrape away the skin of his hand in an attempt to grab the weapon. Hissing he tried to push her away, feeling blood blossom from his scratches his eyes flared with rage, growls emitting from his mouth as each moment passed, he sounded less human.
BANG.
It was as if time slowed down as the sound of the gun firing once more filled the air. Struggles from both Ethan and Iris stopped as they looked at each, horror struck faces as they weren’t sure if either one had been shot from the struggles of the gun. Although whatever emotions or adrenaline that had spurred the pair on seemed to have worn off and Ethan went white, blood blossomed his thigh as whatever bullet had been fired had grazed him. Nothing fatal, it looked like a bad scratch, but none the less he had been shot and it had been her fault.
Within minutes Ethan had registered that she had shot him, that it was her fault he now felt a pain on his thigh from the bullet. “I. Can’t. Believe. You.” Each word left his mouth cold, the words dripping with venom. Anger flowed through him as he lurched forward at Iris pushing her down to the ground with force as his fingers locked around her throat.
The sound of her head hitting against the floor made her cringe, tears formed in her eyes as she was unable to push off Ethan who had pinned her to the floor. For a brief moment she wondered if this was how she was going to die, in the road where no one would care, her body would be left, and no doubt rotted by the time someone would stumble upon her. Is this really it? Though before she could even think morbid thoughts the hand around her throat suffocating her brought her to reality, fingers tightening around her windpipe as each breath became a struggle. “E-Ethan…” Barely choking out her words as she began to thrash, though flailing limbs were met with his firm body that held her in place in some sort of vice like grip.
The idea of being able to overpower him had been silly, not a well thought out plan on her behalf because if she had even managed to wrangle the gun from him, he could have easily taken it back. Plus, would she have had the heart to pull the trigger? Even in self-defence? Already she could feel the pounding her head from the impact of the cold floor, dizziness washing over her from the lack of oxygen, but she tried to fight. Tried to push against Ethan who was not letting up. “..P-P.. le.. ease.” Managing to choke out as her hands gripped at his arm in some sort of bid to pull his strong grip around her neck. Though as the time passed colour was draining from her, it almost looked as if she was turning grey from the lack of oxygen to her body and only then did she feel his hand drop. Panting on the floor she was unable to regain herself so quickly, there was no way she could fight right now not anymore. Though she could still feel it, the hand that had been around her neck moments before draining her life. The feeling still remained, and she touched her neck wincing at the pain from the simple touch.
“Just know Iris, I could have killed you just then. I can’t believe you shot me.” Although she had directly pulled the trigger, the fumble she had caused for the gun had wounded him and it had sent him into a frenzy. Had Ethan not seen the colour drain from her he probably would have killed her, shooting a glance towards Thomas at the Prince he growled as he raised the gun once more towards Iris whilst looking Cas in the eye, “Now. Are you going to come quietly? I have one bullet left and I’d happily shoot it at her, or you if you'd prefer. Get in the car.” Hissing his last words as he nodded his head towards the vehicle waiting for Cas to get inside before he would drag Iris in with him.
Ohh very nice! Those are the best for me too! Omg puppies!!!! I love puppies hahahaa.
Awhhhh, that is so cuuute! I bet he has had the best day~
Omg I'm glad you had fun! I thought it would be more interesting for them to have a little scrap! Couldn't make it easy for the rebels to just take them.
Awhhhh, that is so cuuute! I bet he has had the best day~
Omg I'm glad you had fun! I thought it would be more interesting for them to have a little scrap! Couldn't make it easy for the rebels to just take them.
Omg no worries! I am always happy to wait! I'm pretty patient :)
I'll always pick this RP up when you reply :)
I'll always pick this RP up when you reply :)
Oh how lovely! I hope the weather was good for it :)
Now worries take your time!
Now worries take your time!
There we go! I hope you managed to get caught up on your posts! I'm feeling so much better today. I think the heat is just getting to me lately.
Sprinting was hard, especially when her leg had just barely healed from the bear trap over a week ago. Sure, the wound had healed over, there was still scabbing, and it still pained especially as she hadn’t had those painkillers from the Capital to ease the discomfort. Thankfully the adrenaline was pushing her through whatever pain she could feel and right now, but the gunshot had changed everything. The idea that Cas could have been shot just then, that either of them could have just lost their lives just like that. To say it didn’t strike fear through her would be lying. Even as Cas tried to take her by the arm, encouraging her to keep moving she felt rooted to the spot. Unable to even process his words of encouragement as she stared at the gun Ethan was holding.
Looking at him now she could see he was different. Ethan was cold, he looked angry and she could feel that aura seeping from him as he kept the gun trained on them as if shooting was an option for him. It was not a good sight, seeing a weapon of destruction aimed at you and sure she knew Ethan could be horrible but never in her life had she expected to see this image. This image had shaken her to her core and if there where any feelings left for him, they had certainly vanished in this moment.
Finally registering his voice next to her she had realised how Cas had given in, telling them to do what he said, and it felt like she had lost. They had lost. Without thinking she stood in front of Cas as if to shield him from the bullet, a part of her worried Ethan would just kill him there and then. That was their ultimate goal after all, to kill the Prince and something her father desperately wanted who had no doubt twisted Ethans mind to want the same. It had to have been easy given the fact she had essentially left him for the Prince. That had to have been a significant blow to someone who could be quite volatile anyway.
“Ethan… you don’t have to do this. Killing him get’s us nothing.” Finding the strength in her voice as she looked at him in the eye, trying to disregard the gun in his hand. “I can promise you that he didn’t know. Cas didn’t know about the districts; he didn’t know that we are so impoverished. Ethan please.” Though she flinched at his sudden movement, the gun now aimed at her heart with his cold gaze staring down at her.
“Cas this. Cas that. Oh, he didn’t know about the districts, he is such a good person. BULLSHIT.” Ethan mimicked her voice as he kept the gun aimed firmly at her heart, “Killing him may get us nothing, but it will certainly make me feel better wiping that smug look off of his face.” Spitting his disgust as he edged forward, Thomas doing the same following his lead. “Well. I say it will get us nothing, but it will get us everything. The end of the monarchy.”
“No, did you not see those bombs? This war will never end if we keep doing this. It will only end in everyone’s destruction Ethan.”
“Oh, for the love of… will you shut up. You are so stupid Iris, can’t you see.” Waving his hand towards the Prince as if it was helping him make his point before, he sighed shaking his head, “No you don’t see. With him gone we’d have access to the Capital. To money, to food. Would you like me then if I had all of that? Would you love me if I had money?” The obsessive side of him coming out in his words, “As if he could love you. I bet he only charmed you to let him escape, using you because let’s face it. We are all rebel scum.” Anger was getting the better of him as he fired another shoot but this time at their feet, eyes glaring with rage. “Move out of my way or I’ll shoot you Iris.”
“N-No. I won’t let you.” Without thinking Iris lunged forward wrestling Ethan for the gun which took him by surprise, “CAS, RUN.” It would give him a small opening to run and she hoped he would be able to fend off Thomas who instantly sprung into action running towards the Prince hands curled into fists as he aimed a punch his way.
Looking at him now she could see he was different. Ethan was cold, he looked angry and she could feel that aura seeping from him as he kept the gun trained on them as if shooting was an option for him. It was not a good sight, seeing a weapon of destruction aimed at you and sure she knew Ethan could be horrible but never in her life had she expected to see this image. This image had shaken her to her core and if there where any feelings left for him, they had certainly vanished in this moment.
Finally registering his voice next to her she had realised how Cas had given in, telling them to do what he said, and it felt like she had lost. They had lost. Without thinking she stood in front of Cas as if to shield him from the bullet, a part of her worried Ethan would just kill him there and then. That was their ultimate goal after all, to kill the Prince and something her father desperately wanted who had no doubt twisted Ethans mind to want the same. It had to have been easy given the fact she had essentially left him for the Prince. That had to have been a significant blow to someone who could be quite volatile anyway.
“Ethan… you don’t have to do this. Killing him get’s us nothing.” Finding the strength in her voice as she looked at him in the eye, trying to disregard the gun in his hand. “I can promise you that he didn’t know. Cas didn’t know about the districts; he didn’t know that we are so impoverished. Ethan please.” Though she flinched at his sudden movement, the gun now aimed at her heart with his cold gaze staring down at her.
“Cas this. Cas that. Oh, he didn’t know about the districts, he is such a good person. BULLSHIT.” Ethan mimicked her voice as he kept the gun aimed firmly at her heart, “Killing him may get us nothing, but it will certainly make me feel better wiping that smug look off of his face.” Spitting his disgust as he edged forward, Thomas doing the same following his lead. “Well. I say it will get us nothing, but it will get us everything. The end of the monarchy.”
“No, did you not see those bombs? This war will never end if we keep doing this. It will only end in everyone’s destruction Ethan.”
“Oh, for the love of… will you shut up. You are so stupid Iris, can’t you see.” Waving his hand towards the Prince as if it was helping him make his point before, he sighed shaking his head, “No you don’t see. With him gone we’d have access to the Capital. To money, to food. Would you like me then if I had all of that? Would you love me if I had money?” The obsessive side of him coming out in his words, “As if he could love you. I bet he only charmed you to let him escape, using you because let’s face it. We are all rebel scum.” Anger was getting the better of him as he fired another shoot but this time at their feet, eyes glaring with rage. “Move out of my way or I’ll shoot you Iris.”
“N-No. I won’t let you.” Without thinking Iris lunged forward wrestling Ethan for the gun which took him by surprise, “CAS, RUN.” It would give him a small opening to run and she hoped he would be able to fend off Thomas who instantly sprung into action running towards the Prince hands curled into fists as he aimed a punch his way.
That's good to hear!!
I don't know if I will be able to get a reply up tonight, but I will try! If not it will be tomorrow :)
I don't know if I will be able to get a reply up tonight, but I will try! If not it will be tomorrow :)
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