- Invitation Status
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I'm a huge Fantasy fan. Also a big fan of Science Fiction and Action/Adventure, mix a TINY TINY bit of Romance in these plots and call it good! :)
Max
Max relaxed in Malik's embrace. Her head resting on his shoulder, she felt as safe as she could possibly be. Bang! Bang! Bang! She flinched slightly, but that was all. Malik's arms tightened around her as she looked up. She saw Dylan hurtling in the opposite direction. As much as she disliked him, Max felt herself screaming his name before Malik clamped his hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened. Dylan had been a loyal brother in the past, but that was before he had forced himself on her. She turned back to Malik and saw the hurt look in his eyes. Shame and guilt overcame her, and she kissed him. Hard. She let her emotions loose in this one kiss. Her hands went up and fussed with his hair, and she felt him reacting. She didn't even care that there were two others here. She just needed Malik to KNOW that he was hers, and hers alone. Not Dylan. After about a minute, she pulled back, and slipped out of his embrace. "He's right. We can't stay here for very long. They're bound to find us eventually. We have to head out." she said, even as her own body and mind were telling her to sleep. She was exhausted. But that was nothing new.
Walking over to Demiel, she knelt in front of her. "Are you okay?" she asked. She saw blood slowly seeping through Demiel's shirt. Her cut must have ripped open during the fall.
Dylan EDIT
Dylan awoke when the doctor finished fixing him. He lay on a table in the center of the group, and the doctor was asking for his money. Bad call, dude. Should've just walked away. Dylan didn't even flinch when the first gunshot went off. That was expected. He did flinch the second time, and this time he heard a body falling to the ground. I have to get out of here. he thought. But he was surrounded, and he didn't want to give them the notion he was awake. So Dylan sat there, waiting for them to do to them what they will.
Max relaxed in Malik's embrace. Her head resting on his shoulder, she felt as safe as she could possibly be. Bang! Bang! Bang! She flinched slightly, but that was all. Malik's arms tightened around her as she looked up. She saw Dylan hurtling in the opposite direction. As much as she disliked him, Max felt herself screaming his name before Malik clamped his hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened. Dylan had been a loyal brother in the past, but that was before he had forced himself on her. She turned back to Malik and saw the hurt look in his eyes. Shame and guilt overcame her, and she kissed him. Hard. She let her emotions loose in this one kiss. Her hands went up and fussed with his hair, and she felt him reacting. She didn't even care that there were two others here. She just needed Malik to KNOW that he was hers, and hers alone. Not Dylan. After about a minute, she pulled back, and slipped out of his embrace. "He's right. We can't stay here for very long. They're bound to find us eventually. We have to head out." she said, even as her own body and mind were telling her to sleep. She was exhausted. But that was nothing new.
Walking over to Demiel, she knelt in front of her. "Are you okay?" she asked. She saw blood slowly seeping through Demiel's shirt. Her cut must have ripped open during the fall.
Dylan EDIT
Dylan awoke when the doctor finished fixing him. He lay on a table in the center of the group, and the doctor was asking for his money. Bad call, dude. Should've just walked away. Dylan didn't even flinch when the first gunshot went off. That was expected. He did flinch the second time, and this time he heard a body falling to the ground. I have to get out of here. he thought. But he was surrounded, and he didn't want to give them the notion he was awake. So Dylan sat there, waiting for them to do to them what they will.
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