Yeeees! It's going to be good on both ends I'm sure~
I haven't really thought out what I Was doing on Iris' side, but I will think of something :3
I haven't really thought out what I Was doing on Iris' side, but I will think of something :3
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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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“Oh, I really would, hence I asked.” Ethan spat as he moved over to the Prince aiming a swift kick to Caspains side with his good leg, he was more than happy to beat out the answers from him. Ethan had no qualms with maiming, harming or killing him because ultimately, he was getting his wish. The rebels were getting their wish and that was to be rid of this monarchy. Hopefully rid of the famine, the unjust and poor. Districts could get some money; they could rebuild and hopefully with it a better life for everyone. Not just the rich, although Ethan would be lying if he didn’t want that for himself. A nice life, someone who loved him and potentially even a family. The riches, however, did tempt him.
“You know she doesn’t love you.” Venomous words as he spoke eyes glaring at the Prince clearly unhappy with their brief display of affection. Ethan was not a fan, he honestly felt cheated and to him it was all this Princes fault. Ethan didn’t want to believe for a second that Iris loved the Prince, he had to keep telling himself that it had to do with the amnesia. That the trauma had messed her up and this was why she wasn’t herself. The minute she’d be torn from the Prince, taken away from everything about the Capital she surely had to come to her senses. “How could she love you, if you’d have known her identity in the Capital you would have killed her.”
Trying to keep his voice calm he glanced around the small room they used to interrogate prisoners. A table was sat in the middle with two chairs at opposite sides. The door was locked, and Ethan knew he could take himself in a fight against Caspain, especially as the Prince was in a worse state than him. “Can you tell me honestly you would have loved her back in the Capital. You can never work. You know this.” Ethans words were more trying to convince himself that there would never be anything between them, “It’s not like you were serious with each other anyway.” Shrugging it off as he folded his arms. “You know you can make this easier on yourself, if you talk, I won’t hurt you. You know the drill with these things.” Waving his hand as if he was bored before it reached inside his suit jacket pulling out the gun from earlier as he twirled the weapon in his fingers.
“I will use this.” Aiming the gun towards Caspain as he watched him, giving the Prince a chance to discuss the military and answer his questions.
The other rebel who had been escorting Iris stopped at the door, nodding for her to go inside as he kept guard outside. The rebel was there in case she did decide to run, but she hadn’t. It seemed she had more sense. Sighing to herself Iris looked at the door before pushing it open to reveal some sort of office with Ethans father sat at the desk waiting for her. Nerves ebbed away in her stomach as she looked over at him, he had always been nice but with how violent his son was she couldn’t help but worry.
“Welcome Iris, it’s been a while. Please, take a seat.”
“You know she doesn’t love you.” Venomous words as he spoke eyes glaring at the Prince clearly unhappy with their brief display of affection. Ethan was not a fan, he honestly felt cheated and to him it was all this Princes fault. Ethan didn’t want to believe for a second that Iris loved the Prince, he had to keep telling himself that it had to do with the amnesia. That the trauma had messed her up and this was why she wasn’t herself. The minute she’d be torn from the Prince, taken away from everything about the Capital she surely had to come to her senses. “How could she love you, if you’d have known her identity in the Capital you would have killed her.”
Trying to keep his voice calm he glanced around the small room they used to interrogate prisoners. A table was sat in the middle with two chairs at opposite sides. The door was locked, and Ethan knew he could take himself in a fight against Caspain, especially as the Prince was in a worse state than him. “Can you tell me honestly you would have loved her back in the Capital. You can never work. You know this.” Ethans words were more trying to convince himself that there would never be anything between them, “It’s not like you were serious with each other anyway.” Shrugging it off as he folded his arms. “You know you can make this easier on yourself, if you talk, I won’t hurt you. You know the drill with these things.” Waving his hand as if he was bored before it reached inside his suit jacket pulling out the gun from earlier as he twirled the weapon in his fingers.
“I will use this.” Aiming the gun towards Caspain as he watched him, giving the Prince a chance to discuss the military and answer his questions.
The other rebel who had been escorting Iris stopped at the door, nodding for her to go inside as he kept guard outside. The rebel was there in case she did decide to run, but she hadn’t. It seemed she had more sense. Sighing to herself Iris looked at the door before pushing it open to reveal some sort of office with Ethans father sat at the desk waiting for her. Nerves ebbed away in her stomach as she looked over at him, he had always been nice but with how violent his son was she couldn’t help but worry.
“Welcome Iris, it’s been a while. Please, take a seat.”
Bless his little heart though. Ethan is deffo not happy hahaha, he can't wait to hurt Caspain xD
Iris felt sick when they spoke about interrogating him, sure the Capital probably had bad techniques but so did the rebels. Iris shad never wanted to know about them, information was key of course, but the way they would get the information always put her on edge because it wasn’t right. “N-No… Ethan please. Don’t hurt him anymore, what gain would it be?” Unable to stop herself from pleading, she hated the idea of him getting hurt when already he had been through so much. At the end of it all he was going to be killed, why torture him before that? Though Ethan didn’t care, she could see it in his eyes even as she pleaded it sparked no form of emotion other than anger.
“Well then walk.” Ethan snapped ignoring her please for his safety, he didn’t care what she thought. After all they were going to kill him, right after they had gotten the information they needed. When he was dead Iris would mourn, be devastated knowing that she had nothing left to live for so of course it made it easier to manipulate her to stay with him. There would be no choice as she didn’t know about her father yet, perhaps the information of both deaths would be easier.
Iris flt her heart hammering away, tears welled in her eyes as Ethan dragged Caspain away. Clambering off of the bed ignoring the other rebel who had come to escort her to see his father she reached out to Cas, even as the rebel grabbed her stopping her from getting any further. “Cas.” Panicked she found it difficult to breathe, but whatever strength he had mustered she watched as he ran back to her and out of instinct, she wriggled out of the rebel’s grasp. Who cared how long they had been together? Right now, she was potentially losing what people could call the one, someone she knew made her happy even in the darkest of days.
Returning his kiss out of desperation she didn’t want to let him go, she wanted to hold him to just hide away from everything and feel the safety of his arms, but that was not on the cards for them. Their fate was to be separated and it hurt her, it pained her chest knowing that this could be the last time they saw one another. “Cas… I.” The sudden confession made her dizzy and in usual circumstances she would have flushed, been embarrassed probably even laughed nervously but they didn’t get to have that luxury of being embarrassed over a confession. “I love you too Cas, I will always love you.” Panicked because she wanted to make sure he heard her, her voice high, wavering from holding back her emotions but she felt a rush of emotion at telling him how she felt. If he was going to die, she wanted him to know he was loved by someone.
Though the confession only worsened Ethans mood and he dragged Caspain without a word. A dangerous glint in his eye as he shot a look at Iris, “I will deal with you later.” As much as he tried to conceal the hurt in his voice, the anger and despair could be heard as he shoved Caspain along leading him towards one of the interrogation rooms. At least he could take his anger out on the Prince, information gathering would go well whilst he was in a mood. Kicking open the door he pushed the Prince inside before slamming the door shut, two rebels standing outside to keep watch just in case things got heated.
Eyes glared down at the Prince as he clenched his fists shaking trying to regain some sort of composure, “So Prince. Tell me about your military.”
“Well then walk.” Ethan snapped ignoring her please for his safety, he didn’t care what she thought. After all they were going to kill him, right after they had gotten the information they needed. When he was dead Iris would mourn, be devastated knowing that she had nothing left to live for so of course it made it easier to manipulate her to stay with him. There would be no choice as she didn’t know about her father yet, perhaps the information of both deaths would be easier.
Iris flt her heart hammering away, tears welled in her eyes as Ethan dragged Caspain away. Clambering off of the bed ignoring the other rebel who had come to escort her to see his father she reached out to Cas, even as the rebel grabbed her stopping her from getting any further. “Cas.” Panicked she found it difficult to breathe, but whatever strength he had mustered she watched as he ran back to her and out of instinct, she wriggled out of the rebel’s grasp. Who cared how long they had been together? Right now, she was potentially losing what people could call the one, someone she knew made her happy even in the darkest of days.
Returning his kiss out of desperation she didn’t want to let him go, she wanted to hold him to just hide away from everything and feel the safety of his arms, but that was not on the cards for them. Their fate was to be separated and it hurt her, it pained her chest knowing that this could be the last time they saw one another. “Cas… I.” The sudden confession made her dizzy and in usual circumstances she would have flushed, been embarrassed probably even laughed nervously but they didn’t get to have that luxury of being embarrassed over a confession. “I love you too Cas, I will always love you.” Panicked because she wanted to make sure he heard her, her voice high, wavering from holding back her emotions but she felt a rush of emotion at telling him how she felt. If he was going to die, she wanted him to know he was loved by someone.
Though the confession only worsened Ethans mood and he dragged Caspain without a word. A dangerous glint in his eye as he shot a look at Iris, “I will deal with you later.” As much as he tried to conceal the hurt in his voice, the anger and despair could be heard as he shoved Caspain along leading him towards one of the interrogation rooms. At least he could take his anger out on the Prince, information gathering would go well whilst he was in a mood. Kicking open the door he pushed the Prince inside before slamming the door shut, two rebels standing outside to keep watch just in case things got heated.
Eyes glared down at the Prince as he clenched his fists shaking trying to regain some sort of composure, “So Prince. Tell me about your military.”
Awh omg that was so sweet of him! I was thinking they'd maybe be split until everything goes mad? When that happens maybe Iris makes her way back to him in hopes to break him free and that's when the soldier helps them out by unlocking his cell?
Awesome!! I love it when things just work out like that~
Oh yeah I can imagine! A lot of stuff needs to be sorted I'm sure! But it's still super exciting :3
Ohh nice! I hope it's not too busy! I know we have been quite busy ourselves where I work, but then banking doesn't stop just because of a pandemic haha.
Ohh nice! I hope it's not too busy! I know we have been quite busy ourselves where I work, but then banking doesn't stop just because of a pandemic haha.
Yaaay I'm super excited hehe.
Ohh I loved it! Perfect for his entrance :3
How have you been today?
Ohh I loved it! Perfect for his entrance :3
How have you been today?
Within the hours Ethan had himself seen too; the bandage was wrapped tightly around his side underneath his new set of clothes. For once Ethan had chosen to dress up, he was wearing a suit, it wasn’t perfect, and it was worn but he looked somewhat smart. Ethan was wearing a shirt which used to be white but with whatever detergent used or just time in general the colour wasn’t a bright white anymore, it looked slightly grey. The suit jacket and trousers were meant to be black, but again just like the shirt it was a little more worn. The odd scuff mark or greying in certain patches but overall and compared to everyone else in the district he looked the smartest.
Walking along with his slightly small dress shoes he approached the cell that was being used to keep a hold of the Prince and Iris. A part of him had wanted to see her, another part of him still angry over her choices, but again his father swiftly reminded him that he could still use her. Approaching the cell, he tried to keep a clear mind, after all he knew his anger wasn’t the easiest to control and he had nearly killed them both once before. Eyes swiftly looked over the cell and he could see that Iris appeared to be asleep, distressed and for a moment he remembered her fear of this place. A brief pang of guilt crossed through him, but it was soon replaced with anger when he could see the Prince trying to soothe her from whatever distress she was facing.
“Cosy are we?” Growling as he hit the bars sending a loud rattle throughout the cell knowing it would disturb her from her sleep. Folding his arms, he leaned against the bars glancing in at them, “So, it’s high time for some good old interrogation. I’m sure you are familiar with certain techniques. After all you have no problem with harming our own for information, so I figure let’s try it out on you.” His tone was cold, and you could hear the anger behind his words, but he perked up at seeing Iris stir.
Frowning as she stirred, she was grateful to be brought out of whatever nightmare she had faced, the horrors slowly disappearing as she opened her eyes realising that she was still in the cell. Jumping at the loud bang she looked over at Ethan who was stood just out of the bars, in a suit no less. It was then she caught up on his words, interrogation? Surely not, they probably weren’t going to use reasonable means and she didn’t want him to get hurt. “Ethan… you can’t do this.”
“Oh, pipe down, my father wants to see you whilst we are talking to pretty boy.” Ethan shrugged as he opened up the cell, nodding to one of the rebels to stand guard just to make sure no one ran. “Escort Iris to my room, my father is waiting. I’ll deal with the interrogation of the Prince personally.” Ethan didn’t care if he was being too rough and without warning he grabbed Caspains arm pulling him to his feet, his grip painful but he didn’t want to give Caspain the chance to run.
Walking along with his slightly small dress shoes he approached the cell that was being used to keep a hold of the Prince and Iris. A part of him had wanted to see her, another part of him still angry over her choices, but again his father swiftly reminded him that he could still use her. Approaching the cell, he tried to keep a clear mind, after all he knew his anger wasn’t the easiest to control and he had nearly killed them both once before. Eyes swiftly looked over the cell and he could see that Iris appeared to be asleep, distressed and for a moment he remembered her fear of this place. A brief pang of guilt crossed through him, but it was soon replaced with anger when he could see the Prince trying to soothe her from whatever distress she was facing.
“Cosy are we?” Growling as he hit the bars sending a loud rattle throughout the cell knowing it would disturb her from her sleep. Folding his arms, he leaned against the bars glancing in at them, “So, it’s high time for some good old interrogation. I’m sure you are familiar with certain techniques. After all you have no problem with harming our own for information, so I figure let’s try it out on you.” His tone was cold, and you could hear the anger behind his words, but he perked up at seeing Iris stir.
Frowning as she stirred, she was grateful to be brought out of whatever nightmare she had faced, the horrors slowly disappearing as she opened her eyes realising that she was still in the cell. Jumping at the loud bang she looked over at Ethan who was stood just out of the bars, in a suit no less. It was then she caught up on his words, interrogation? Surely not, they probably weren’t going to use reasonable means and she didn’t want him to get hurt. “Ethan… you can’t do this.”
“Oh, pipe down, my father wants to see you whilst we are talking to pretty boy.” Ethan shrugged as he opened up the cell, nodding to one of the rebels to stand guard just to make sure no one ran. “Escort Iris to my room, my father is waiting. I’ll deal with the interrogation of the Prince personally.” Ethan didn’t care if he was being too rough and without warning he grabbed Caspains arm pulling him to his feet, his grip painful but he didn’t want to give Caspain the chance to run.
Ohhh yes! Perhaps when they overhear the conversation they can be like yo this is the Prince but they don't believe them obviously and tell them to scram.
Thus they then beeline for the Capital which shouldn't take them too long as this district would be near it. Not like next door, but they'd be able to make it even with his shot leg!
Thus they then beeline for the Capital which shouldn't take them too long as this district would be near it. Not like next door, but they'd be able to make it even with his shot leg!
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