Arizona Juvinile Correctional Facilaty (Open and Accepting)

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Peyton - Glade

Peyton could see him, not too far ahead. "Veyy!" The town was close, he had to stop him.

Chase - 17 - Tanner

Chase took a deep breath, shakily pulling his hand away from the door. "He's an idiot..." He muttered, trying to remind himself that running was a stupid move.

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Glade

He glanced back over his shoulder for the first, honestly feeling a wave of terror when he saw how close Peyton was getting. Panting and out of breath, he could hear cars on the highway not far ahead and went back to an unsteady jog.

Tanner

He nodded agreement. "Come on, let's just forget that happened." He said, heading off again.

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Peyton - Glade

Peyton was glad he'd spent so many hours training and managed to find the strength to speed up a bit.

Chase - 17 - Tannee

Chase nodded slowly, turning and watching the swarm of police cars until it was out of sight. He faced forwards again and continued munching on his candy.

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Glade

He ended up wheezing, in pain and out of shape but running on life or death instinct. Finally he realized he'd passed the highway and dropped to his knees when he hit a grassy hill, groaning as he rolled down it and struggled back up. He saw the nearest alleyway and stumbled towards it.

Tanner

He had his jaw set tightly, worried for his colleague as he knew how dangerous the Veyy's could get. He continued driving though and soon arrived on the other side of town.

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Peyton - Glade

Peyton paused as he reached the top of the hill, panting heavily as he looked around. There was no sign of the convict.

Kasper - Glade

Kasper gripped his can of spray paint, leaving his fresh graffiti as he ducked behind a pile of junk, looking out as someone stumbled into the shadowy alley.

Chase - 17 - Tanner

Chase finished the candy and tossed the packet down looking out the window. "Where we going?"

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Glade

Reaching a dark corner, he fell onto his side with a groan and curled up, hoping against Hope Peyton hadn't seen where he'd gone or it was all for nothing.

Tanner

He pulled up beside a store and got out. "Getting you something more to wear over the next week."

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Kasper - Glade

Kasper heard sirens near by and saw the bright orange of the guy's jumpsuit, then the familiar black hair. He smirked, stepping out. If Glade attacked, he'd spray him in the face with paint and run. Number one rule of working with Veyys, have an escape plan ready. "Well well well... Glade Veyy." He chuckled.

Chase - 17 - Tanner

Chase glanced up at the store. "You mean shopping...?" He asked reluctantly.

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Glade

He jerked back into consciousness after a moment difficulty, looking up quickly to see who owned this new voice. Gaze hardening as he gathered what strength he had left, he glared back at the guy and started sitting up. "Kasper." He growled.

Tanner

He nodded, chuckling. "Good life experience to have if you ever plan on going back to a normal life." He said, leading the way inside.

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Kasper - Glade

Kasper snickered. "Long time no see. Better hide, officers are swarming this joint. Come on, my car's just down the street, let's go."

Chase - Tanner

Chase sighed and followed, looking around the store curiously.

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Glade

He snarled, knowing he shouldn't trust the guy, but the threat of cops was too close so he nodded and struggled back up to his feet, limping off towards the direction he pointed.

Tanner

He walked in, motioning for a Chase to take lead then.