《Human After All》A Role Play

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"That doesn't mean we have to contribute to it, to the blood, in hope that someday, for some odd reason, we are able to overthrow the most powerful people in this country." Aya said softly. "Well, maybe you're right. But...Why drag me into it? Why not just ask for help from your boss, or...Any other person that encounters you on the street? I mean, I don't see why I would be cut out for any of this."

"Because," Devine began slowly, pausing for a moment to glance out the window, "you have connections. It is more complicated than that, but the man I seek was injured and went to the hospital where you work. I have reason to believe that he was in your care, and so I hope that you can help me find him."
 
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"I helped her escape," Jaxson said quietly. He had known the consequences when he relayed his plan to Artemis, but now, they seemed suddenly much more real and near as he admitted what he had done aloud.
Vanessa gasped softly; she had expected as much, but didn't think he would actually confess to it. She sunk slowly into the corner of the couch nearest him and stared at him with a look that said, "Why?"

Jaxson remained seated but leaned forward and looked her in the eye. "Because I'm sick of this. The constant stream of people being captured, interrogated. Then if they don't give satisfactory answers, they're taken to be executed, and more often than not, I have to take them. Where will we get with this??"

Vanessa covered her face with her hands and shook her head slowly. He just didn't get it. And apparently, he hadn't learned from what happened last time. "Jaxson, do you remember the Westons?" She asked, her voice suddenly strained with exhaustion.
Her brother nodded his head, of course he remembered. "I know you think me overly cautious sometimes, but that's why. That, and now this. We live in a dangerous world. We were born into it, and nothing can change that. We have to go with the flow if we intend to see this war out." She stood now and took his glass, draining it to quench her parched throat. "Now, I don't want to hear anything more about this. As far as everyone knows, Artemis, through some miraculous phenomena, knocked you unconscious and escaped. You're on leave to recover. You return within a week, otherwise I have a feeling they'll come looking for you." She headed for the kitchen.
Jaxson stood and followed her as far as the doorway.
"I'm going to take a nap before I have to return for a meeting," Vanessa said. "You, meanwhile, stay low."
 
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(I'm making it the next day for V & J so they're on the same time as the girls now. After this, I'm going to go find Artemis' last post ;) )


(*The following afternoon:) Jaxson fingered the thin piece of paper carefully, flipping it over gently as if doing so would reveal a secret message on the blank side. Eighteen hours into this rest period and he was already bored out of his mind. And as Vanessa well knew, boredom never sat well with him, usually resulting in something reckless.
He stuck the torn paper in his book to hold the spot then returned the book to its place at the back of his nightstand drawer. It wasn't necessary to look time and time again at the paper, as he had memorized the address on it, but he just liked to. Really, it should be thrown away before Vanessa could find it but he couldn't bring himself to do that. It felt almost like betraying her, discarding the last string to then.
A thought now came to mind. Reckless, probably. He checked his watch, determining that he had a few hours till Vanessa would be back and therefore it couldn't hurt as long as no one saw him who knew him. Surely no one over there besides her knew him.
 
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(I'm making it the next day for V & J so they're on the same time as the girls now. After this, I'm going to go find Artemis' last post ;) )


(*The following afternoon:) Jaxson fingered the thin piece of paper carefully, flipping it over gently as if doing so would reveal a secret message on the blank side. Eighteen hours into this rest period and he was already bored out of his mind. And as Vanessa well knew, boredom never sat well with him, usually resulting in something reckless.
He stuck the torn paper in his book to hold the spot then returned the book to its place at the back of his nightstand drawer. It wasn't necessary to look time and time again at the paper, as he had memorized the address on it, but he just liked to. Really, it should be thrown away before Vanessa could find it but he couldn't bring himself to do that. It felt almost like betraying her, discarding the last string to then.
A thought now came to mind. Reckless, probably. He checked his watch, determining that he had a few hours till Vanessa would be back and therefore it couldn't hurt as long as no one saw him who knew him. Surely no one over there besides her knew him.

(Ok. How did he find the address of where she is? Just curious ;) )
 
"No, that's fine." Artemis went to the sink. She filled the sink with warm water, cleaning the dishes with it in silence.
(Aha! Found ya!)

Amy filled a few muffin pans then slid them into the oven carefully. After setting the timer, she went to dry and put away the dishes Artemis had washed.
"Artemis," she said to get her attention. "I've got a feeling you're going to be here for a while. It doesn't inconvenience me in the least, rather, it's great because I need the help and I don't often get company, but I do need to know a little bit about you. Whenever we've met before, it's been quick. Never enough time to exchange detail. Background. But those things, I need if you're going to be sleeping on my couch." She looked up now, hesitance and sincere apologies for this written on her face. "I really don't like prying, but I need you to tell me something."
 
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