《Human After All》A Role Play

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(so, gotta find a reason for him not to kill her and for them to possibly become friends...hard. Maybe he knows about her past?) Simeon kicked her abdomen as hard as he could, sending her to the floor. He had the better ranged gun, and pointed it at her again. He ordered "Do not move."

(Maybe he could hurt her so that she can't get away, and he then takes her hostage to get information until his superior comes to kill her, but they become friends before then and runaway together. What about that?)
Brooklyn gasped as Simeon knocked the air from her lungs. She crumbled to the floor with a barely restrained groan. She looked up at Simeon, watching him with captivating blue eyes as she anticipated his next action.
 
Simeon entered the room as soon as she had woken up, bringing his pistol and a chair with him. He sat down, and quickly got to the questioning. "What other Contender ties do you have?" He didn't expect an answer.

Brooklyn swiftly sat back on the cot, bringing up her knees against her chest, she rested her chin on them. She silently studied him unmovingly, indicating that she would not be pressured by the pistol which was pointed at her.
 
Brooklyn swiftly sat back on the cot, bringing up her knees against her chest, she rested her chin on them. She silently studied him unmovingly, indicating that she would not be pressured by the pistol which was pointed at her.
Simeon shook his head, then asked annoyed "Can you talk?".
 
Brooklyn sighed, was he really that stupid? "I can, it's just depend on whether or not I want to." She replied in honesty.
Simeon chuckled, before replying "Well, I don't really feel like hurting you anymore, and I don't think you'll talk. So, enjoy your last 24 hours of life." He nodded at her and exited the room, closing it behind her.
 
Artemis sat on her bed beginning to notice the effects of the first shot Mythe injected her with. "He drugged me." She growled angrily. She had noticed feeling different, in way that couldn't quite be explained. Maybe it was the whispers in her head that made her want to do things that her nature fought to prevent, but it wasn't until now that she realized why.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later when you finish your shift," Vanessa said. "See to it that Artemis receives some water, and I'll see if I can get another meal sent up."
Jaxson nodded, then waited until she left before going to check in on everyone.

(Vanessa is open, if anyone is wants to RP)
 
Simeon chuckled, before replying "Well, I don't really feel like hurting you anymore, and I don't think you'll talk. So, enjoy your last 24 hours of life." He nodded at her and exited the room, closing it behind her.

"I'll probably be already dead by then." Brooklyn muttered to herself at she considered her state.
 
"Okay, I'll talk to you later when you finish your shift," Vanessa said. "See to it that Artemis receives some water, and I'll see if I can get another meal sent up."
Jaxson nodded, then waited until she left before going to check in on everyone.

(Vanessa is open, if anyone is wants to RP)

Artemis rubbed her temples, trying to focus her thoughts. There was voice in her head that was not her own, one that whispered lies, and although she wanted to compress the longing to have them fulfilled, the drugs ability was quite overpowering.
 

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