N a m e l e s s (Accepting. Semi-lit)

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Dove
{22. resistance. with cassidy}

Dove listened to Cassidy's negative replies, rocking back and forth on his feet. Bored, he stopped and sighed. He was about to tell her how she really should be nice because he was helping her, when he heard faint footsteps.
"Told you," he said, the footsteps getting louder. "They always will come. And it's pretty hard to outrun five people determined to catch you." His ran his hands through his hair, making dust fly into the air. At work, his job wasn't the hardest, but you always collected dust and muck working in the factories. Her next words made his eyebrows rise. Was she asking for help?
"Why would I help you? Obviously you won't give me my wallet back, you'll run off before I get it. I'm not an idiot." Dove shook his head, muttering things like 'silly' and 'no respect'. I mean really, she was a theif.

{I have Perri open, or you could run into Dove and Cassicy if she's fine with it c:}

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{okay thanks I will post tommarro (:}

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

Sawyer shifted in the spot where she sat, only to feel pain rush over her in yet another wave. It all hurt, making her vision fade in and out. She felt Tobias's eyes locked onto her feeble form, and immediately, she sat up as straight as she could, even though it hurt. Weak, and panting she looked over at him as well, her ice blue eyes glazed over in pain. She knew that look, she knew what he thought. If he had no regrets, he wouldn't have hesitated. But, to see him jump into the fight at all, and at his own expense surprised her well enough. She cringed a little before she lowered her gaze, and felt a pang of guilt. Not for beating the crap out of these guys, but for mking people so afraid, but hearing their whispers, caused the young woman to toughen up and form an imaginary ice shield over her heart.

Sawyer let the silence fall, and she lsitened. They called her a maniac, a murderer, a thug. All of these terms made Sawyer angry, in fact, well expended of her previous patience. So, when Tobias started talking to her, she showed no hesitation. She struggled weakly and tried to pull herself up, her eyes glazed over in hatred. Once she was on her feet, she supported herself fully with the wall, pain evident, despite her shaded blue eyes. She looked over her shoulder, not bothering to waste her energy covering her mouth when the sickness acted up and made her cough roughly. She stumbled ot of the resturaunt, and in doing so, smiled weakly,"Kind to the end. I just wish Loyalists could understand. The Resistance only wishes to help them all. That's all we've ever wanted." But just as she was outside, and finished, her muscles forced an automatic shutdown.

The snowy blonde lost any power in her legs asthey gave in on her, and fell forward. Her body slapped onto the sidewalk, and she jerked once before her eyes slid shut. She was covered in painful, brutal looking bruises and blood ran down her lip. Her eyes opened, just barely, as she reminded herself dully. This is the life of the Underdog. The heroes that are never noticed. This, is the life of a Rebel. She couldn't move, and saw no reason to. Maybe she would serve as an example, or just a reson for people to critize the Resistance. So, weakly, she growled out,"It's the only thing we can do. It's the only thing left, is fight, and protect the ones that need it." She let her eyes slide shut, without any answer to Tobias, at least, not directly. But that's how SAwyer was, and always will be.

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

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Auryn couldn't help but chuckle at his startled face, taking his hand with a bright smile as he pulled her up. She tried her best to get what dirt she could off of her jeans, and shook her jacket out just a bit so the dirt would fall off. "Ha, hi Tarance," She dimmed down her smile a bit to a small, warm one, taking his hand, gripping it lightly and giving it a gentle shake. "I'm alright, thank you. I wasn't really expecting someone to be in the alleyways. People around here seem to be afraid of them." Well, at least the true Loyalties were. She had heard them talk before, warn people about not heading into the alleyways at night or even in daylight. 'Thugs', they said. 'Thieves, ill-mannered people who break the laws'. That was just a generalization on all of them. Unlike some of the people here, they had manners, they had limits they set themselves.
"Oh, I guess I shouldn't be rude either." Auryn snapped back to reality before getting too carried away in her thoughts, looking to Tarance with a bright gleam in her eyes. "My name's Auryn."

Tarance~

Tarance smiled at Aryn. "Nice to meet you Auryn" he siad shaking her hand. He listened to what she said. "No, no I come down in teh alleyways a lot actually." he said shrugging. he didn't know if he should tell her why, he bit his lip nervously. He couldnt really hold back information, she looked like a nice person. "Well, I come here to think" he blurted out, hoping she wouldn't ask him what he thought about. "I come here, becuase of what you said, not many people do come down here, so I guess it's more private" he admitted. He grabbed his own fist and cracked his knuckles, it was something he did when he was nervous. he just hoped he wasn't making his nervousness known to her. He took a breathe as if to say something, but he finally gave in, "OKay, okay okay." he breathed out all at once. "I think about the resistance, what do they see that I don't why are we so different?" he spoke fast, not taking breathes between any words, "I'm sorry" he said afterward. Then he felt panicked, would she report him, to be brainwashed, maybe again. Or would she admit to the same thinking. He felt as if he wanted to turn and run, but didn't.

{am I okay to meet up with Dove and Cassidy?}

[Shinnybear]

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Tobias just stayed there, sitting still, listening to the people. His boss slowly walked over, bending down in one knee in a little puddle of blood, ruining his trousers. The boss of operations here at the restaurant...his name was Cody Williams. He was always so nice to Tobias and treated him like a son, since he had no sons...just three daughters. That was a different story, though.
"Tobias," Mr. Williams began with a sigh, helping Tobias up slowly, a little bit of blood smearing into his helping hand. "You do know that you've just raised a warning on yourself...right?" Williams had the courtesy to keep this a quiet conversation, but a lot of others didn't have the courtesy to keep their traps shut.
"I-I know...I'm not sure exactly why I helped." Tobias was being pushed and slightly dragged outside by his boss, but he knew his intentions were only for the best. There were too many people who would probably be biased now inside, and there was still Sawyer. He didn't know if she had gone far or not, but he bet to himself silently that she didn't get too far. She was pretty hurt inside, she wouldn't magically heal if she walked through the door.
Upon the two passing the whole scene behind them, leaving the waiters shocked and the people to their gossip, they both stepped out of the door, instantly spotting Sawyer's body on the ground. Tobias couldn't help but look on, a little shocked as well as feeling guilty for not helping, and sort of regretting even talking to her in the first place. He didn't know if this could of been stopped or not, but maybe if he hadn't been so friendly and talked to her, it would all be different. She could of gone on with her business, and he could just be working right about now, not questioning himself and being so confused. "Williams....what if she's dead?" He asked plainly, looking towards his boss. His boss could only give him a shrug, so Tobias bent down and put his hand on her back lightly. "S-Sawyer?"

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Auryn listened to him, surprised at him blurting out so much so quickly. It only made her chuckle, though, her hand reaching the back of her head as she laughed. "The Resistance, eh?" She found it rather interesting that a loyalty would be thinking about such a thing, but she didn't scold him for it. Hey, it was a plus for her. Convince a loyalty to see the light, maybe take him to Jay once she did? Heck, it'd add on to recruits. How could her leader say no?
"Hmm, well, some people pay attention to the details, they question if things could be different." Auryn said, using it as a sort of answer to him. "Some people are scared to think differently...some people can't even think differently." She was trying to find a good enough answer for him without plainly saying, "Oh hey! I'm part of the Resistance!" It was proving to be a tough thing for her to do, but she was determined not to say something like that yet. She didn't know at all if anyone would listen in on them, especially anyone who had specific orders to kill anyone who were members, recruits. Right now, she wasn't in the mood to cause any trouble...at least, trouble that didn't help out with her cause.
"Why do you come here to think about them? Why not just do regular work like the rest of us?" Auryn looked to him, a questioning expression written on her face, a hand on her hip as she shifted her wait from one leg to the other. "Did something happen with you and the Resistance?"

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

Sawyer was flat out on the pavement, the side of her face pressed against the rough concrete. Her head was spinning, a dull throb echoing through the chasms of her mind, doing nothing, she still wanted to tear her head off. It hurt, but she assumed that it was more of an irritant than anything else. She sighed deeply, then clsoed her eyes, knowing that it was a bad idea. If she closed her eyes, then she wouldn't want to open them again. She;d pass out on the street and get scraped off by the local police, and thrown into a torture cell of Richards own personal desire at her rate. Sawyer groaned, and tried moving her hand beneath her, but it felt as though the blood in her veins were replaced with a liquid led. She couldn't move even if she wanted.

Sawyer managed enough energy to open her eyes. It was only halfway, but to was enough for her. She coughed moe, and blood spattered against the grey. She winced, a ripple of pain echoing through her body as she groaned,"What a fine mess I'm in."She spat again, only to start in a fit of coughs,"Well, if I don't die from the police, I'll die from disease. That's flipping fantastic!" She hissed through grit teeth, her voice dripping with sarcasam. She hated this, she felt like every single stupid Loyal was staring at her, calling her a lunatic. She was so angry. This is exactly what I get for standing up to those thugs. If Loyals aren't given a reason, they rule it off as crazy! Every single one of them!

The snow white haired girl couldn't move, but her anger slowly subsided. She couldn't stay furious, she needed to get out of the middle of the street, even into an alley way would be better than nothing. But, there was one thing she was a little curious of. What that loyal boy was doing. Sawyer was shocked at least to know that he had jumped right in. Loyals just weren't simply programmed so brutally, not unless they were supposed to be fighters. Sawyer wondered, wondered if Tobias was starting to pull at his programming, pulling free of it. She managed a weak smirk, and closed her eyes again, thinking it over,'Before I left, that look in his eyes... Even I couldn't tell which he was, Loyal, or Rebel. It was just for a second though.'

Sawyer felt something warm on the small of her back. She stiffened up immediately, and her blue eyes widened. She strugggled before she relaxed. She realized that the touch was warm, it forced her to calm down. She heard the voice edge up soon after, and she flinched before she began coughing roughly. Once her fit was done with, Sawyer grumbled,"T-That's my name, don't wear it," Her blue eyes lifted, and she suddenly saw Tobias. She winced when she tried to push herself up, and fell again, weak. "Listen, I'll apologize for you getting punched. But I won't say a word about the fight." She coughed more, then looked away,"Listen, it was my job. I wasn't sitting around anymore, I know what they were going to do." She snapped, obviously edgey now that she was on the bottom of a very short food chain.

[Shinnybear]

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Tobias couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head at her. "Punches are no big deal, besides, I didn't even see him raise his fist." He found it funny that she was apologizing, when he felt he needed to. He felt like he needed to do a lot of things right now, but he knew only of one thing that needed to be done at this moment. She needed to get out of here, and even if she protested against him, he would get her out of here. His shift was definitely over, anyways, he didn't need anyone telling him that now. Heck, he wasn't sure if he'd be taking waiter shifts anymore. If he came back to work, he'd probably be back to working in the kitchens again, rise through the ranks there rather than servicing the people.
Tobias, despite her moving, kept his hand placed exactly where it was. It felt odd for him, but hey, whatever, right? "We aren't going to be taking you to any of the authorities." He said, looking up towards Williams after, giving him an expectant look.
"I already know who you are, and I know your goal." Mr. Williams spoke, a husky voice coming from his throat. He was a rather short man, shorter than Tobias even. He had some pounds gained from earlier years, and waves of dark hair that happened to be invaded by strands of gray. "Lucky for you, I believe in you and your cause, and I want to help you." Williams fixed his think-rimmed glasses, looking at Sawyer from behind both her and Tobias. What he said was true, and what he spoke of was something Tobias had heard on the streets but never believed in himself. Williams knew about the Resistance, he was familiar with the subject, and he believed in it fully. Tobias had heard him utter something trivial that was probably about it, but he still found himself confused with everything, with the cause of the Resistance and with what he'd been brainwashed into thinking.
Tobias sighed audibly before saying, "Okay, well, I'm the one who is gonna take you away from this place. I don't care what you say, either." His voice had a stern tone in it again, but stronger than the last time he had gotten serious.

(( I won't really be on today much until really late, so I'm sorry for making you guys wait. I need to go to the doctor with my mom. ;-; ))

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

Tarance~

Tarance looked up at her. "You see that's just the problem." he said slowly. "I don't know". He scratched his head as if he were trying to remember. But he knew nothing would ever come flooding back to his memory. It had been bugging him for quite a long time. He didnt even know if he was born into being a Loyalty, or if he was taken as prisoner from the resistance and had his brainwashed. He knew the Resistance might recognize him as once part of them, but he had no way of ever getting to them. He just wanted to figure out who he was. Tarance scratched at his tattooed arm and looked at the date sadly. He thought of the luckier resistance, the ones who had no tattoo. They would live until they really died. Not when 'they' said they needed to. It was always an odd feeling to him, knowing the date of his death. He knew when the day came he would be trying to buy more time, trying to escape the day that would never run away. He looked into her eyes again. Trying to read her, nothing. What did she think?

{just to let you guys know, I will not be on tonight to rp, But I will be on tomarrow (: }

[Kattoria]

{Jay

Eventually, John had gone. They would catch him, soon enough. Jay walked out of the alley, joining the crowd and acting normal. Momentarily, a buzzer from the hidden ear piece in each Rebel's ear would go off, signalling the beginning of the raid. He meandered on through everyone, making sure he was always in the center of a group of people. "Come on, any second now..." He thought anxiously.
ZZZZZZZZT It went off quietly in his ear. He saw a Rebel grab and person by the shoulder and start telling them about the Resistance. Jay spun on his heels and looked at a small, 14 year old girl. "This is a raid." He told her. Her eyes got big. Rebels all around were yelling over the terrorized cries of people. No one was being hurt, they just... Their brainwashed brains saw otherwise: They saw the Rebels attacking them viciously. "I'm not going to hurt you, but this is your chance to run away with the Resistance. We only want freedom from this Dictatorship. The Resistance is not here to hurt you." He yelled about the crowd. He saw Rebels already running to the fence around Loyalty territory, brave Loyalties following behind. "Freedom or idiocy? Ignorance is not bliss." He told her. "I-- I won't come! HELP!" She yelled, turning and pushing through the crowd. Jay cursed and tried to persuade others.

{Kaya

A riot started outside. At least, that's what she thought. People sprang up from the tables, yelling about the Resistance. It was a mob? A flash mob?" Kaya hid behind the counter, cowering in fear. She imagined the Rebels jumping across tables and ripping out innocent people's throats.
"HELP!" Someone screamed. She pushed herself deeper into the counter. "Bravery. Bravery. Be brave. Please, be brave." She told herself in a voice more quiet than a whisper. Something slammed into the counter and she screamed in surprise. A cold hand clamped around her throat and she was pulled from under the counter. "NO! I'M NOT READY TO DIE!" She cried out. It dropped her suddenly, and when she came back to her sights, the restaurant was empty.
"THE RESISTANCE IS FREEDOM! IT IS DEMOCRACY! IT IS FAMILY! IT. IS. BRAVERY!!" Someone outside yelled. "Be brave, Kaya. She could hear her mother's voice in her head. Was this what she meant? Did she want her to be a Rebel? Kaya pulled her black apron off and ran outside. She jammed her elbows into the sides of people to get to the person yelling. Waves of Loyalties pushed against her, trying to get away. She groaned and was pushed down. Kaya brought her knees to her chest and curled into a small ball while people trampled around her.

[pappuppy]

}:*. Felicity "Sawyer" Dawson.*:{

I will follow the light. Even when the day is done. I'll bring everyone back to a world we can be proud of!

Sawyer carefully turned her head, squinting from the sudden sharp flood of light. She blinked once, twice, until she could finally see again. In her line of sight was the figure of the boy in the resturaunt, bending over her. He was black against the bright sun, his outline making Sawyer realize just how muscular he really was, for a diner boy. She narrowe dher ice blue gaze, and pinched her lips tightly together, blood staining the cracks of her chapped lips. Her spiked white hair was now tainted by scattered red flecks of blood. What Tobias had first admitted made Sawyer groan softly, rolling her eyes and humoring him for the time. She found his reasoning pretty straight and simple, easy to understand.

Sawyer closed her eyes, taking the small time of silene to collect her thoughts. She didn't know why, but this Loyal didn't start beating her to a pulp, in fact, neither had. They didn't scream and run away from her either, or call her insane. The Loyal she had spoken to was the first one that had given her some unexplainably small fleck of hope, hope that, maybe Richard's horrible reign could come to a screeching hault. But this was thinking ahead, something that Sawyer had found to be, unuseful, in her life. Instead, she opened her eyes again to the sound of his voice, and barely looked up at him.

The blonde felt like some God had certainly blessed her. She was sure, that had any other Loyal found her, and knew of what she just did, she would be thrown into a cellar for the rest of her short life. Although, Sawyer was never one to say thank you, for that showed a certain amount of trust, and that, she couldn't offer, not quite yet. Instead, she remained silent. It was what the boys Boss said that made Sawyer truly amazed. She looked around, her iceblue orbs slowly widening. Her lips moved, but she couldn't find the right words. It turned out, words weren't neccessary, for before she could thank him. All Sawyer could manag was a vigorous, overwhelmed nod of her head, feeling respect towards this man, a Loyalist.

When Tobias spoke at Sawyer with a stern voice, she turned her gaze back to him. Her respect was gone now, and the rebellious glint was replaced in her ice blue orbs. "Well-Er-" She hated it when people helped her, but at the moment, being hard headed would get her no where, or in a prison cell. Sawyer made a low, agitated snarl before she nodded sharply in agreement,"F-Fine!"

Suddenly, a loud buzzing filled Sawyer's ear drums. She paused, her eyes squinted, and her jaw slack as she tried to focus on the noise. Sawyer knew what that was, her eyes widened, and she growled slightly,"A Raid, at this time? When I get back, I swear," She grumbled, clearly not pleased to be part of a Raid. Every one of her comrades knew she took this time to search for her lost brother, but of course, they went on without her. Sawyer would definitely make sure each of them had a taste of her fists. But, Sawyer quickly snapped out from her short rant, and turned to the two men unsurely. Both were Loyals. With Tobias's help, she stood, and met each of their eyes seriously, knowing the matter of the situation. "Old man, Waiter," she said, having not learned either of their names yet,"The Resistance is running a Raid." Her voice was strong, and she looked them in the eyes,"We offer people a chance to escape. To run from Richard. But, since you've helped me, I won't ask you to come if you don't want. We only want people to help us, to help us fight for a better world." Sawyer said with a certain level of seriousness, then smirked"But as a Resistance, you don't have to go if you don't want. But if you don't, then we need to go to one of your houses." She said, her ice blue orbs shaded. She forced herself to rememeber that trusting someone wasn't worth the troubles. Her lips faded into a thin line, and her eyes narrowed, showing that her moment of trust was coming to a quick end.