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APL (After Presentable Liberty)
Forum-Index → Roleplay → APL (After Presentable Liberty)Blue shook her head, her parents weren't really fond of Dr. Money when they were alive and avoided speaking about it him if she was near by. "I dont think he's telling the whole truth, about Faith, like he's hiding something."
"But this virus that struck. . .wasn't it because of your making?" A random gruff looking male questioned rather harshly. "You did have the anitdote that killed people after all!"
Dr. Money, who somehow still had a smile on his face, didn't let the smile falter just the slightest. "Now now, why would I, Doctor Money, do such a thing to threaten all of humanity?"
"Because you're an egotistical *no-no word here* who only wants money!" The same male shot back. "Maybe this Faith person had the right idea!"
There was a short pause before suddenly Dr. Money's smile faded from a smile to a scowl and he snapped his fingers with a free hand. One of the bouncers went to where this man was and dragged him from the crowd to the stage, forcing him on his knees in front of everyone.
Blue felt the color drain from her face and clung tighter to Flay, she didn't want to watch this man die. Hadn't enough people died already?
Flay realized that he wasn't talking to her but rather the scare eight year-old clinging to her, and when she looked at Blue, it was clear that Blue didn't want to go anywhere near him.
"Now now Bruce, what have we said about harming the remaining civilains?" Dr. Money questioned, and the said bouncer took a stap back and nodded, agknowledging he was out of line. Dr. Money turned back to Flay and with uttermost care gently helped her to her feet as if she was made of the finest china. "What is your name, young lady?"
(Basicly he's refering to Faith escaping when she was the allged "last hope" for man kind, or him at least. If Faith hand't of left, he would've harvested her organs which had the only working anitdote in her bloodstream. Buuuuuuuuut Flay dont know that. . .yet. And he's asking if Flay would kill one person to save the lives of many.)
Deep in the woods a bit from the town, there was a small house made of stone that had been over looked by society. This house was claimed by Faith and her daughter Hope. Both were now sleeping, resting up for later that day.
(I'm going to bed, I gotta work 6:30 - 1:30, you can respond if you want but I wont get back to you right away tonight. Night!)