1x1 Roleplay Fraus and Tigermeow

[Fraus]

(Ok XD)

Gisselle woke up with a small gasp as if she'd just come out of the water again. She looked around, one person coming straight to mind. "C-connor?" She asked, her lip quivering with coldness, making her stutter. She attempted to get up but everything was spinning an not to mention cold. Gisselle glanced around, seeing the metal bars. "H-h-e-llo?" She asked. Was this a jail or had she been out so long that she'd been caught for her magic. She just didn't know anymore

[Tigme]

Connor still felt exhausted, his fur damp as he woke up. He heard Gisselle's voice, and let out a gruff "mrrow." He stood up, and shook his pelt to get at least some of the water out. Looking around the cell, three of the walls were concrete while the fourth were rows of metals bars. Other than a small bed and a bucket in the corner, the room was empty.

"Hey, it's no use speakin', either of ya'" There was a guard sitting in a chair at a desk not far from the two cells, "Now missy, your trial will be later today, alright?" He spoke, and pointed a pen in his hand to Gisselle, "Since ya' husband here messed it up, we'll haf'ta start it all over again."

[Fraus]

Gisselle looked at him blankly. "No, I-I can-n't go b-back in. I-its so cold" She stuttered, looking towards the metal bars as she shivered. The room was so small with hardly any room to sit apart from the bed and the bucket. The site of the bucket made her feel sick. She put her hand on the wall, ignoring her blue fingertips. "C-connor? Is that you?" She asked, her lip quivering once again

[Tigme]

"It doesn't matta' what ya' think." The guard spoke, "It's our test here, whether ya' like it or not." He looked towards Connor, "And ya' don' need to worry for ya' husband much longer, missy. He's already shown his crime to everyone in the whole town! The execution will be just a bit before ya' trial."

Connor let out another chuff. He was freezing now, his pelt still wet despite shaking out the excess water. It didn't help that the deep swim tired him out even worse. But despite how exhausted he was, he was now terrified. He was going to be killed? His fur prickled in nervousness, and he felt sick. He didn't want to die! He had gone, and saved Gisselle, and for what? Now the both of them are going to end up dead!

[Fraus]

"No! You can't kill him!" She said, holding her blue fingers to her chest as she shook. Why did she not know how to get out? Gisselle scanned to the cell, nothing at all that could be of use before she turned to the guard once more. "Can I at least have something w-warm?" She asked though she doubted it would work as she sat on the bed shivering, her head against the thin wall as her teeth chattered together

[Tigme]

"Sorry missy," The guard spoke, "Can't do that for ya'" There was a call outside, and the guard turned his head, "Gotta go, but you two don't do anythin' crazy." The guard left the station, leaving Connor and Gisselle alone.

Connor could feel his heart racing in his chest as the guard left. He let out an anxious "Mew" and pressed himself against the wall. If he thought he was scared before, he was utterly terrified now. He wanted to get out of here, but how? Even though he was stronger as a tiger, there was no way Connor get get through these bars! Unless... he realized that he might have an idea.

[Fraus]

Gisselle picked at the bed, hoping to get a dry sheet off as she was so cold. "Stupid g-guards. S-stupid witch h-hunters" She muttered, tearing it off and wrapping it around herself though it was so thin it hardly mad a difference. She leant her head against the wall, her ear against it. "I-its not goodbye I-is it Connor?" She asked, fear rising in her voice as she tried not to cry

[Tigme]

It was hard for Connor to concentrate, he was so cold and tired, but soon enough he got his mind on the right track. Finally, he was able to get himself to turn into a cat. He was now easily able to squeeze himself through the bars, and walked over to Gisselle's cage. Now, he just had to find some way to get her out of the cell.

[Fraus]

Gisselle looked at Connor, shaking as she tightened her grip on the blanket she had. She struggled not to fall over as she made her ways to the bars, sticking her hand through, ignoring her blue finger tips. "You know you could run Connor, I wouldn't hate you for it" She said, sitting against the wall again, twirling around a small bit of wind in her cage, quickly getting worn out from that small action

[Tigme]

Connor shook his cat-head as Gisselle spoke. She wouldn't leave him behind, and there was no way he'd do the same. He looked around, trying to find some way to get her out. Then, he spotted it! On the desk, he saw a pair of keys. Quickly running over, he jumped up, and scrabbled as only his front paws made it up. He took the keys in his mouth, and jumped back down. Connor ran back over to Gisselle, slipping through the bars to hand her the keys.

(Watch as one of these days, I'm just gonna have him run away when she says that.)