The City RP ~Players Needed~

"Not my area of expertise." Brandon said deftly, expecting her to say something like that. He looked away from her but kept her in the corner of his eye. "Sorry, i won't be much help here." He said in the same even tone that either made or broke any argument depending on the person.
"Well Mr. NoExpertise My sister has had no child skills and look at her now!" Luna pointed at Sol.
 
The sound of a voice aroused Jenna to a confused state of wakefulness. Because of the darkness and the painful throbbing in her head, she didn't know where she was. There was a slight stench of when there were too many bodies in a small space, and a faint tang of sweat.


Then, in a burst, she recalled the recovery mission and its execution, the alarms going off, her fight with the guards. She remembered slipping, falling. Putting a hand to her forehead, she felt a welt and a crust of hardened blood. Though the touch made her wince, the pain banished the remaining dizziness. Lifting her head, she looked about. She saw the dirty bodies of children, huddled into the van. The van? Was their mission successful? An important thought came to her mind, and she abruptly got up, and with her remaining strength shoved through the others to the front seat, where her comrades were seated. "Turn around!" she shouted, though her voice was hoarse. "Go the other way! The <I>other</I> other way." she said, stopping one of their questions before it came out. They relayed the instructions on the radio and turned around. It was then that they started hearing sirens blaring from the direction they were going before.

"How are you still alive?!?" one of the girls in the front said.

"Pffft. Did you think I got shot or something?" she replied sarcastically. The girl didn't reply.
 
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The sound of a voice aroused Jenna to a confused state of wakefulness. Because of the darkness and the painful throbbing in her head, she didn't know where she was. There was a slight stench of when there were too many bodies in a small space, and a faint tang of sweat. Then, in a burst, she recalled the recovery mission and its execution, the alarms going off, her fight with the guards. She remembered slipping, falling. Putting a hand to her forehead, she felt a welt and a crust of hardened blood. Though the touch made her wince, the pain banished the remaining dizziness. Lifting her head, she looked about. She saw the dirty bodies of children, huddled into the van. The van? Was their mission successful? An important thought came to her mind, and she abruptly got up, and with her remaining strength shoved through the others to the front seat, where her comrades were seated. "Turn around!" she shouted, though her voice was hoarse. "Go the other way! The other other way." she said, stopping one of their questions before it came out. They relayed the instructions on the radio and turned around. It was then that they started hearing sirens coming from the direction they were going before. "How are you still alive?!?" one of the girls in the front said. "Pffft. Did you think I got shot or something?" she replied sarcastically. The girl didn't reply.
Sol watched the girl she rescued get up and walk away. Relying on Luna to keep the game going she followed.
 
(OMG She's looking for Mouse isn't she?)
Mouse sat up blearily, her head still pounding and her arms and shoulders still aching. Her vision was a little fuzzy. She tried to stand up but her spinning head defeated her and she laid her head back down on the cool metal wall to help soothe the throbbing.
 
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The sirens rang through Jenna's ears as they skidded on the road, the cars going as fast as they could go. They sped down a secret tunnel, one the NO had no idea was there. The emergency vehicles drove past it, thinking the vans had gone the other way. Jenna sighed in relief and sank into the only empty chair in the front, where she was supposed to sit. She picked up the radio , and spoke into it, her words upbeat and oozing sarcasm. "Miss me?"
 

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