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

[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 felt another punch connect into her ribs, and she staggered, her knees giving out on her. But even she wasn't dropped to the floor, instead, the man hauled her upwards, holding her entire body open for their attacks. Her head hung forward, like her neck was that of a ragdolls, and unable to support her any longer. With every single punch, Sawyer felt pain bubble up, trying to force itself from her in a painful scream, but even she had her dignity. hanging her head, she saw that her bright white hair was now red with her own blood. the sight of the pure white hair, suddenly impurified made Sawyer's blue eyes shift, lurching forward, the beatings taking their toll.

Distantly, through punches, and crunches, Sawyer also heard the sorry sobs of a child. When she was given a moment to breath, she slowly turned to look to the left of her, and her enemies. There, huddling inside of a booth, was a small child, a little boy, with bright red cheeks and eyes, tears falling as he screamed into an older womans chest. The older woman looked nearly fifteen, still younger than Sawyer, yet she shielded the child without any resistance. Sawyer knew that by now, she had probably had a rib broken, her lips was split open, and blood stained her chin from the last few brutal hits. Her cheek was bright, and bruising into a disgusting purple, blue shade. The girl already knew that she was well totaled, and was probably asking for it, but when one of the men grabbed her hair and pulled her face up to his, Sawyer only narrowed her ie blue orbs, and refused to show the pain caused by their hands. It was only physical, this would heal, but that child in the booth, the people in the resturaunt. They would never feel safe again, and Sawyer wasn't sure if they even knew who the bad guys were here.

So, when the man growled, and forced her to watch, Sawyer met his eyes, and watched him stiffen up. "Dirty Resistance Scum, trying to butt your head in. I guess even a good beating won't keep you down!" Sawyer heard a pause, and gazed up, knowing that the man expected some answer. So, she smirked, and coughed a little before she spat blood onto the toe of his shoe, her eyes dull. "That's the only answer I can give to a man who kills." She said, a smile ghosting past her lips. She looked up when there was a moment of silence, and suddenly watching the man, enraged, rip her head up in the air and letting his fist fly. Sawyer spat out blood, stars dancing in her vision, followed by blotches of dark black. Pain exploded, and without any restraint, she gasped in sharply, a sharp growl of pain following. Suddenly, the beating became more brutal. punch after punch, kick after kick, but in all of it, SAwyer forced her crumbling body to stay standing, to refuse defeat.

Sawyer was sure that she would die, there and then, so she spoke up. She thrust her shaking body up, open for any last attacks, and met the mans eyes with her harsh blue gaze,"I'm not the only one. And I'll say it now. Today, it all ends. I'll fight for all of these people, even if they think I'm crazy, I'll save a life." She must've sounded insane, and she knew it. Sawyer knew that she sounded like a lunatic. So, with that, she lunged forward, and arched her head back before she smashed it into his as hard as she could. The man cried, where Sawyer crumpled to the floor in a motionless pile of agonizing pain.

Then, Sawyer heard him, saw him. She forced herbody to flip over, and there she saw the guy whom she was speaking with, jab his fist into one of the agents jaws. They spiraled to the floor, but Sawyer's eyes doubled when another jumped to the fight, and nailed Tobias. Sawyer could feel blood dripping down her chin, but she knew it was far worse than that. Heck, it hurt to even do something as simple as breathing. But seeing Tobias jump in gave her a minor adrenaline rush. Sawyer acted immediately, pushing herself off the floor, suffering through the constant barrage of jagged pains. Yet she pushed herself, she pushed herself until she was standing with the help of the wall. Then, wihtout any warning, she jumped, and tackled the man to the floor, her blue eyes dull, expressionless as he struggled. "This is your last warning. Come back here, and I'll make sure that however many men you bring, will not go back. That's a warning, and I'll promise you, that I will not tell you again. Hear me?" Her voice was soft, dangerously low. The man struggled before he began to panic, unlike his leader, and whimpered,"A-Alright! A-Alright! We won't! I-I swear!" But before Sawyer let up, she hissed,"So, where did all of your friends go?" A voice that clearly meant for him to make up the story he would tell his boss,"T-They all passed out! T-They were all injured in a freak gang fight! They'll be in the hostpital!" Satisfied, Sawyer rolled off, and the man scrambled to his feet and ran off.

Sawyer was done with her brawl, and coughed, pain racketing through her body. She very slowly eased herself up to a sitting position, only to feel a thousand sharp pains tear through her entire body. She roughly kicked out and rammed the back of her head into the wall that supported her. Pain ripped through her, and a cry flew out of her throat. "A-Ah! D-Dangit!" She didn't want to, she felt particularily prickly in her current state, but she slumped against the wall. Whenever she was weak, she felt more edgey. She didn't know who to trust at the moment, in this weak state. Sawyer sucked in deep, inhaling as much air as she could before she clsoed her eyes tightly and tried to pull herself up from the ground. That was often the positon she was left in. Fending for herself, not letting anyone else in. Her breathing was shakey, the same way her body was. To stand put too much strain on her broken and bruised frame, and she weakly crumpled forward again, feeling her vision blurring as a storm of coughing tore through her like a tornado. She remembered Tobias, and slowly looked back at him, her blue eyes starting to hide behind her eyelids, as she was close to blacking out, but she looked at him nonetheless,"Hm, I knew it, you can make your own path. You just need to believe it."

[Kattoria]

{Sorry that I wasn't on much today :c. Could I have a recap, please? c:}

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{Tarrance and Auyran are talking in an alley and Rigina is outside the factory and is open to rp}

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

{Cassidy and Dove are just talking. :3}

[pappuppy]

{{Sawyer was following a group of bad guys into a small resturaunt , and met Tobias through an good act, and is close to convincing him to become his own person. }}

[Kattoria]

{Thanks Both of my characters are lonely, if anyone wanted to RP with them ^-^}

{Jay

BZZZZZZZ. The signal to go went off. People started to file out in organized, but chaotic lines. Suddenly, the line jerked and stopped. "Please! I met my quota!" Cried a man up front. "You did not. It was raised." The guard said in a monotone. The man fell to his knees, clasped his hands together and begged, "I have a son! And a daughter! Twins and hardly three years old! Their mother just died, please be lenient!" "I cannot. No pay." The guard said. He looked to the other guards positioned at the door, and the man was dragged out.
Jay kept himself from punching the guard in the face when he stalked by, taking the meager amount of pay he 'earned'. He stepped out into the cold air and made a face. He never liked the cold much, and it was even worse having to wear the worn clothes of the Loyalty. A light snow trickled down from the clouds, but the flakes melted on the hot pavement. It was nice, actually. To have snow without it sticking and making everything icy.
He continued walking and slyly cut into an alley. "You gonna help me drag a dead body back to the woods?" asked John, a Rebel. Jay narrowed his eyes, "Uh, no. Remember, you have to be caught." He said lowly so no one would overhear. "Ah, yeah. Get caught, get beat up, get brainwashed and be dragged kicking and screaming back to a camp in the wilderness where I'll be experimented on." He said harshly, putting a cigar between his teeth and lighting it with a match. Smoke rose up, giving the grey and dirty alleyway an even more sinister look. "You volunteered." Jay commented lightly. "Because I on'y got 3 weeks to live." John snapped. Jay didn't reply for a moment. "You did it because there's a chance they'll fix you. It's a risk, but one way you'll die and the other... You might not."

{Kaya

She walked on to her restaurant job. Like her mum, she was a waitress. Unlike her mum, she was working for a poor restaurant. She walked inside and shivered. "Ha'lo, Kaya. Said the owner of the restaurant, Magdelina. She was on old woman with grey hair and a wrinkled face. "Hello, Magdelina." Kaya replied politely. She walked back to the kitchens and pulled on an apron. She washed her hands in the cold water and grabbed a pen and paper pad from the counter.
Kaya walked out into the eating area. Poor-rich men and women were dining, talking, laughing. Some were sitting in the corner, nibbling away on a meal that probably cost them a month's salary.

[pappuppy]

{{I also forgot to mention that Sawyer is pretty beat up due to the thugs she followed into the resturaunt!~ So is Tobias, but not as bad!~ LOL XD))

[Shinnybear]

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Tobias felt blind in everything, but he followed what he knew he should do. It all ended with some bruises and a good deal of pain, but not nearly as bad as Sawyer. It made him feel terrible to know he had waited to help for what seemed such a long time...what was even worse was the poor people in the restaurant. He had never seen them so shocked before, nor had he seen any of his fellow waiters so shocked. He knew the waiters' expressions were of shock to the men and himself.
Tobias wasn't sure if she had known, but he was already watching her struggle with everything. Watching her in that much pain she was in affected him more than he thought it would, but he didn't rush over to her like a father worried about his daughter, or a man worried about his wife. "...You know, part of me wants to believe you, Sawyer," He said, tasting some blood from his own lip in his mouth. It was a taste he wasn't too fond of. "But the other doesn't." Tobias moved closer, kneeling beside of her, ignoring some of the people who were shaking their heads, telling him not to. He even ignored the one waiter that yelled at him for being rude to her in the first place. "I need to get you some help..." A rather loud sigh was heard, breaking what silence was left for him to take. A lot of it was already taken by people whispering things under their breath to children, or the gasps of those when they finally paid attention to how much blood stained the floors. A light chocolate floor was now stained with splatters of dark red, and the faces of many in amazement and horror. By now, the manager and the boss of this establishment were standing right by the kitchen door, the boss looking on with an understanding of why Tobias decided to join in with the fight here.


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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."

(( Psshhh, Tobias, Y U NO GET MORE INVOLVED? ;a; ))

[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.

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[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{I hate to keep asking but is anyone open to rp with Rigina? I will reply with Tarrance tomarro okay?}