I'm enjoying him!! But then I enjoy every character that has appeared so far!
Ohh I'm excited! Iris is gonna feel so awkward in his home lol
Ohh I'm excited! Iris is gonna feel so awkward in his home lol
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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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Miles is adorable haha
Ohhh yes! I hope you have a wonderful time! I'm travelling most of tomorrow which will be draining haha
Ohhh yes! I hope you have a wonderful time! I'm travelling most of tomorrow which will be draining haha
A rough few days? I guess you could say that. They probably don’t know about that drug… I doubt anyone who is administered it lives to tell the tale either. Thinking bitterly to herself as she realised that not everyone had to know about that potent truth serum, in fact the rebels hadn’t known of its existence and just thought that the interrogators managed to break some of their best. Did… Cas ever authorise the use of this on someone? She couldn’t help her thoughts wander to that, wondering if Caspain had allowed the use of this on some rebels before. But… in their eyes we were bad. Just like in our eyes the Capital was bad too. Already her head was swimming with different thoughts and feeling and she wished she could just talk to Cas openly, but she knew they wouldn’t be alone not for a while.
Watching Miles backpedal his questions she felt a little bad, she knew they were harmless and of course they would be curious after rescuing a rebel member. It was just hard for her as now all she wanted to do was bury the incident and act like it never happened. “You man you haven’t boasted about your daring adventures in the districts?” Trying to smile and keep the conversation light, right now wasn’t the time to be sharing, but she was sure that Caspain would tell them the story of how he escaped.
The silence wasn’t hard for her, she welcomed it as Jay drove the car through roads she hadn’t seen before. It was quiet which was nice, but she couldn’t help but wonder if they had a good enough alibi. Deep down she knew his father would think it was him, they believed all the rebels were dead except for her which could very well be true at this rate as she had no clue on if Ethan survived. I hope he didn’t, for everyone’s sake.
Feeling the car come to a stop she watched as they threw the hospital attire to the trash bin and she watched as Miles extended a hand to help her out the car. Taking his hand as she got out of the car, she felt the ache run through her body as she stood up, the bottom of her feet burned slightly against the floor. The flourish of his hand as he grinned showing off his home, she felt herself smile knowing that at least for a night she could hopefully sleep in a bed.
“Luxury travel advisors?” Iris had never heard of such a job before, that and his sister was a model they all just screamed rich to her with jobs that sounded more like pleasure than actual work. It was good to know the house was usually empty, though she doubted she’d even wander or explore because that was just rude when it wasn’t her home. Already she felt anxious at the idea of staying here, she knew it was for the best whilst security looked for her. It was a good plan, but she always felt odd staying in someone else’s home when she couldn’t do nothing in return.
Then when they stepped inside the house Iris couldn’t help but feel incredibly dirty, of course it was a lavish home and she expected no less from someone in the Capital and she was stood bare foot dressed in the loose hospital linen with what she could imagine was really bad bed hair. Trying not to cringe Iris looked at Cas wondering if this really was okay.
Watching Miles backpedal his questions she felt a little bad, she knew they were harmless and of course they would be curious after rescuing a rebel member. It was just hard for her as now all she wanted to do was bury the incident and act like it never happened. “You man you haven’t boasted about your daring adventures in the districts?” Trying to smile and keep the conversation light, right now wasn’t the time to be sharing, but she was sure that Caspain would tell them the story of how he escaped.
The silence wasn’t hard for her, she welcomed it as Jay drove the car through roads she hadn’t seen before. It was quiet which was nice, but she couldn’t help but wonder if they had a good enough alibi. Deep down she knew his father would think it was him, they believed all the rebels were dead except for her which could very well be true at this rate as she had no clue on if Ethan survived. I hope he didn’t, for everyone’s sake.
Feeling the car come to a stop she watched as they threw the hospital attire to the trash bin and she watched as Miles extended a hand to help her out the car. Taking his hand as she got out of the car, she felt the ache run through her body as she stood up, the bottom of her feet burned slightly against the floor. The flourish of his hand as he grinned showing off his home, she felt herself smile knowing that at least for a night she could hopefully sleep in a bed.
“Luxury travel advisors?” Iris had never heard of such a job before, that and his sister was a model they all just screamed rich to her with jobs that sounded more like pleasure than actual work. It was good to know the house was usually empty, though she doubted she’d even wander or explore because that was just rude when it wasn’t her home. Already she felt anxious at the idea of staying here, she knew it was for the best whilst security looked for her. It was a good plan, but she always felt odd staying in someone else’s home when she couldn’t do nothing in return.
Then when they stepped inside the house Iris couldn’t help but feel incredibly dirty, of course it was a lavish home and she expected no less from someone in the Capital and she was stood bare foot dressed in the loose hospital linen with what she could imagine was really bad bed hair. Trying not to cringe Iris looked at Cas wondering if this really was okay.
Bump!~
Omfg I literally felt like slapping my hand to my face reading that haha. Bless him omg, he is just curious haaha
“Infamous Iris?” Raising her eye towards Cas not realising he had even mentioned her before, but then she did forget how she had been in the Capital before his abduction. The dear trap, amnesia memory situation wasn’t hard to forget now, perhaps he had spoken about her then? It did bring a smile to her lips especially when Miles nudged her and had his own playful smile. The idea he seemed comfortable around her put her at ease, she was worried they had just done it because Cas was the Prince and perhaps, they didn’t feel comfortable around her. Which she would have understood of course, but she was glad it wasn’t too awkward. Not yet anyway, there was still time. Catching the blush on Cas’ cheeks she couldn’t help but feel warm inside, to know that even through everything he had to still like her and the thought of that was music to her ears and a part of her just wished she could be with him alone.
Listening to their conversation she had gathered they were going to Miles’ place, everyone in the Capital was wealthy of course and it made sense to hide somewhere. Though, what would happen to her? She couldn’t just stay in his place; she had an awkward enough encounter at first with Caspain and her being allowed to stay in the palace when she had lost her memories. Now in another’s house when she truly had no way of paying them back, perhaps it was just for one night and then she would be going back to the districts where she belonged. Maybe I’m just assuming, maybe we are going there for a bit before they take me to the border, surely hat has to be it. They can’t harbour me, that would be insane.
Drawn from her thoughts as Miles was seemingly happy to make conversation with her, she looked over at him feeling a little conflicted about his questions. The first question reminding her of the interrogation, and she felt herself freeze, a flash of what happened reminding her that she shouldn’t belong here, that she was just rebel scum. “O-Oh.. uh yeah.” A little unsure of her own answers she looked away out of the window feeling an odd sensation wash over her, did she switch sides? Iris didn’t believe she had; the ideals of the rebellion were something she believed in. The inequality of life across the border was paramount and she believed it should be fair for everyone and that’s what the rebellion was meant to be about. what she didn't believe in was the needless killing, the riots, the wars it shouldn't have been about that.
Staring out of the window for a good few minutes she had forgotten that Miles had even asked her the question, her mind had trailed off and she felt a soft pounding in her head tired from everything that had happened. “Sorry… I guess I’m still feeling a little frazzled.” Trying to force a smile and a chuckle to go alongside it, it’s not that she couldn’t answer his questions more that she didn’t really want to think about them because those kinds of memories were linked with pain. Everything about the rebellion to her was now and forever linked to pain, not just physical but emotional and she just didn’t want to relive it when she was barely out of the prison. Well hospital, after what Matthew had done.
Listening to their conversation she had gathered they were going to Miles’ place, everyone in the Capital was wealthy of course and it made sense to hide somewhere. Though, what would happen to her? She couldn’t just stay in his place; she had an awkward enough encounter at first with Caspain and her being allowed to stay in the palace when she had lost her memories. Now in another’s house when she truly had no way of paying them back, perhaps it was just for one night and then she would be going back to the districts where she belonged. Maybe I’m just assuming, maybe we are going there for a bit before they take me to the border, surely hat has to be it. They can’t harbour me, that would be insane.
Drawn from her thoughts as Miles was seemingly happy to make conversation with her, she looked over at him feeling a little conflicted about his questions. The first question reminding her of the interrogation, and she felt herself freeze, a flash of what happened reminding her that she shouldn’t belong here, that she was just rebel scum. “O-Oh.. uh yeah.” A little unsure of her own answers she looked away out of the window feeling an odd sensation wash over her, did she switch sides? Iris didn’t believe she had; the ideals of the rebellion were something she believed in. The inequality of life across the border was paramount and she believed it should be fair for everyone and that’s what the rebellion was meant to be about. what she didn't believe in was the needless killing, the riots, the wars it shouldn't have been about that.
Staring out of the window for a good few minutes she had forgotten that Miles had even asked her the question, her mind had trailed off and she felt a soft pounding in her head tired from everything that had happened. “Sorry… I guess I’m still feeling a little frazzled.” Trying to force a smile and a chuckle to go alongside it, it’s not that she couldn’t answer his questions more that she didn’t really want to think about them because those kinds of memories were linked with pain. Everything about the rebellion to her was now and forever linked to pain, not just physical but emotional and she just didn’t want to relive it when she was barely out of the prison. Well hospital, after what Matthew had done.
Omg that will be pretty intense! I can't wait haha.
It had been short lived, but the pain of running across the ground in bare feet had been quite uncomfortable, but worth it in the end. Getting to the car had been priority and even though every feeling in her body burned as she had pushed it, it had to be done. The feeling of needing to throw up did not leave even as they sat in the car and it began to speed off not wasting any time. Iris couldn’t calm down her breathing, panting from the effort she felt herself sink into the chair trying to find a glimmer of comfort as the car began to head off to wherever they were going.
Shocked that they had managed to do it Iris couldn’t quite believe she was sat in a car with the Prince and his friends, rescued from the hospital and her fate which would have no doubt been her death. It seemed she wasn’t the only one with similar feelings as she caught the nervous laugh of Miles and Jay chiming in, it was then she heard him direct a question to Cas asking if he was okay. Perking up at the question she turned her gaze to him in the front of the car waiting with bated breath for the answer, he had just run to the car as they did on a leg with a gunshot wound. That was impressive, but to hear he was okay she felt herself relax a little happy in knowing no one was majorly hurt.
Did they? We? Just… get away with that? It was hard to comprehend the idea that the plan had succeeded, if they had told her about this before she already knew what kind of response, she’d give Caspain. The darker thoughts, depressing words that would instantly shoot down the plan telling him it wasn’t worth it. That she didn’t think she was worth it, again it was something that had crossed her mind when they rescued her, but the heat of the moment took over and it didn’t leave much time for thinking. I hope they don’t think he did it, or his friends. The trouble they could get into. Feeling her stomach churn at the thought she gripped the white hospital linen trying to calm herself, taking the time to compose herself and stop the shakes.
“Huh?” Looking up as she realised Cas had addressed her, she tried to smile already knowing it wasn’t convincing. God I must look an absolute mess. Pale skin, dark circles under her eyes and unkempt blonde hair that she had tried to comb with her fingers, on top of that the very loose fitting hospital linen which in all honesty she had forgotten she was wearing because she couldn’t quite remember fully from the prison to the hospital. The pink dress she had been wearing long gone, and good riddance to it because it only reminded her of Ethan and the rebels, but the current breezy material did send chills through her. “Oh… I’m fine. Just a little shocked by everything.” The lie fell from her lips smoothly, but she hoped Caspain would understand that even if she didn’t feel fine it wasn’t something that she wanted to discuss openly in the car with his friends around.
“T-Thank you… to all of you.”
Shocked that they had managed to do it Iris couldn’t quite believe she was sat in a car with the Prince and his friends, rescued from the hospital and her fate which would have no doubt been her death. It seemed she wasn’t the only one with similar feelings as she caught the nervous laugh of Miles and Jay chiming in, it was then she heard him direct a question to Cas asking if he was okay. Perking up at the question she turned her gaze to him in the front of the car waiting with bated breath for the answer, he had just run to the car as they did on a leg with a gunshot wound. That was impressive, but to hear he was okay she felt herself relax a little happy in knowing no one was majorly hurt.
Did they? We? Just… get away with that? It was hard to comprehend the idea that the plan had succeeded, if they had told her about this before she already knew what kind of response, she’d give Caspain. The darker thoughts, depressing words that would instantly shoot down the plan telling him it wasn’t worth it. That she didn’t think she was worth it, again it was something that had crossed her mind when they rescued her, but the heat of the moment took over and it didn’t leave much time for thinking. I hope they don’t think he did it, or his friends. The trouble they could get into. Feeling her stomach churn at the thought she gripped the white hospital linen trying to calm herself, taking the time to compose herself and stop the shakes.
“Huh?” Looking up as she realised Cas had addressed her, she tried to smile already knowing it wasn’t convincing. God I must look an absolute mess. Pale skin, dark circles under her eyes and unkempt blonde hair that she had tried to comb with her fingers, on top of that the very loose fitting hospital linen which in all honesty she had forgotten she was wearing because she couldn’t quite remember fully from the prison to the hospital. The pink dress she had been wearing long gone, and good riddance to it because it only reminded her of Ethan and the rebels, but the current breezy material did send chills through her. “Oh… I’m fine. Just a little shocked by everything.” The lie fell from her lips smoothly, but she hoped Caspain would understand that even if she didn’t feel fine it wasn’t something that she wanted to discuss openly in the car with his friends around.
“T-Thank you… to all of you.”
This is so exciting omg. I can't wait for when Jacob finds out it's Cas too.
Yeah I guess! It's something to look forward too at least :3
Yeah I guess! It's something to look forward too at least :3
Even though she had her eyes closed her heart still hammered away, her other senses on high alert as the realisation of how risky this was had hit her in full force. Keeping her eyes closed was difficult especially as she desperately wanted to open them and see what was going on, though she knew she couldn’t. Well she shouldn’t. Hearing the squeak of the wheels turning she wondered how long it had been, it felt like an eternity as she had to keep her eyes shut but in reality, it had probably only been a few minutes. Please… please don’t let them get caught. As if her words would have any effect it soothed her a little as she tried to think positive, a very strange feeling after she hadn’t had a positive thought since being arrested.
Hearing them talk in the lift she felt a little bit more relaxed as they began to discuss with one another about how illegal this was, that it was terrifying but exciting and she had to agree because she had felt the exact same when breaking Caspain out from her father. Regis would not have hesitated to kill her on the spot if she had been caught and it was similar here, they would all go down, even Caspain would be punished severely and she didn’t want that because ultimately none of them would be here if it wasn’t for her.
Getting lost in her own thoughts as she kept her eyes closed, she felt the elevator move coming to a stop alongside her heart as she felt herself take a big breath holding it. This is it; we are nearly there. I hope. The anxious feeling in her stomach began to rise, a part of her wanting to be sick by the rush of different emotions that she started to feel. Shit!? What does he mean shit!? Having to stop herself from opening her eyes she began to grip at the sheets, hands trembled under the fabric that she gripped fearful that they may have been caught. The minute she heard his voice commanding what she could only assume was a group of people she felt the bed go a little faster, silently Iris prayed to herself that it would work. That it was just enough.
Sitting up in the bed as she felt it stop, she felt a little dizzy, disorientated by how fast paced this was as her heart continued to race as she took a moment to ground herself. Glancing at the hand to help her down she took it glad for the help with a smile as she got to her feet a little unsteady, she could feel the cold floor of the hallway seep away whatever heat she had in her bare feet and dressed in just a hospital gown she felt a little exposed, but that was the least of their worries right now.
“R-Run!?” Iris managed to breathe out as she looked down the hall, eyes widened in shock as she realised what was happening. They had to go. Watching as he pulled open the door quickly, she forced her legs to move using what little energy she had, forcing herself to run even though it was difficult and her body trembled. Adrenaline fuelled her as she pegged it towards the car, to the escape vehicle that would hopefully guarantee her freedom from there.
Hearing them talk in the lift she felt a little bit more relaxed as they began to discuss with one another about how illegal this was, that it was terrifying but exciting and she had to agree because she had felt the exact same when breaking Caspain out from her father. Regis would not have hesitated to kill her on the spot if she had been caught and it was similar here, they would all go down, even Caspain would be punished severely and she didn’t want that because ultimately none of them would be here if it wasn’t for her.
Getting lost in her own thoughts as she kept her eyes closed, she felt the elevator move coming to a stop alongside her heart as she felt herself take a big breath holding it. This is it; we are nearly there. I hope. The anxious feeling in her stomach began to rise, a part of her wanting to be sick by the rush of different emotions that she started to feel. Shit!? What does he mean shit!? Having to stop herself from opening her eyes she began to grip at the sheets, hands trembled under the fabric that she gripped fearful that they may have been caught. The minute she heard his voice commanding what she could only assume was a group of people she felt the bed go a little faster, silently Iris prayed to herself that it would work. That it was just enough.
Sitting up in the bed as she felt it stop, she felt a little dizzy, disorientated by how fast paced this was as her heart continued to race as she took a moment to ground herself. Glancing at the hand to help her down she took it glad for the help with a smile as she got to her feet a little unsteady, she could feel the cold floor of the hallway seep away whatever heat she had in her bare feet and dressed in just a hospital gown she felt a little exposed, but that was the least of their worries right now.
“R-Run!?” Iris managed to breathe out as she looked down the hall, eyes widened in shock as she realised what was happening. They had to go. Watching as he pulled open the door quickly, she forced her legs to move using what little energy she had, forcing herself to run even though it was difficult and her body trembled. Adrenaline fuelled her as she pegged it towards the car, to the escape vehicle that would hopefully guarantee her freedom from there.
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