Outcasts RP

"Yeah." she agreed, starting toward the ladders.

"I'll come to you," Levi said, walking over with the plates. He handed one to her.

Isabella nodded. "Scott, come on. We're gonna go check it out."

Alaric nodded, heading down after her, "This'll be interesting."

"Thanks." Gen smiled, "You're too sweet."

"Yeah, hopefully we're wrong and it's not a trap." Mercy said

Isabella and Scott followed them down.
"You really think it's a trap?" Scott asked.
"Her story didn't sound sketchy to you?"
"You're the boss."

Levi laughed. "I try." He sat down next to her.

"If it is, we'll be ready at least."

Gen rested her head against his shoulder as she popped a strawberry into his mouth, :Hopefully they won't make you go out today." she said quietly.

"True." Mercy agreed

"True," Scott agreed.

"I know," Levi murmured, nibbling on a biscuit. "I don't want to do anything like I did last night again."

"Sweet, I'm right for once." he smirked.

"I still feel guilty for being apart of you having to do this." Gen said quietly.

Isabella snickered. "Is that rare for you?"

"Don't blame yourself. You had nothing to do with it."

"Yeah," he admitted, "But being right is too common, I like to be different."

Gen sighed, nodding, deciding not to indulge in self loathing. Instead she just ate away at her breakfast, realizing how hungry she was.

She laughed. "Whatever eases your mind."

Levi stabbed a blueberry with his fork and eyed it. "I could live off this stuff."

Alaric smiled lazily, "Whatever, I was right and that's all that matters."

"Nothing but blueberries, I think there is more you need to live." She smirked.

Isabella hit the forest floor and strapped her gun onto her belt. "Let's go figure you what's going on."

Levi laughed. "Maybe. I'd make it work."

"Right," Avan nodded, idly putting his hand to his gun holster at his side as he followed.

"Maybe," She smiled, looking up at the white ceiling, "Do you remember everything now?" she asked, glancing over at him.

Gina glanced at her pocket watch, it's time, she thought to herself while she closed it and looked over at Israel, "My cuts are hurting, could you please check them?" she asked in a small voice.

Mercy followed through the trees, mentally preparing for whatver they were going to find.

Isabella led the way towards the city.

"Not everything. There are still some blurry patches in my memory, but they're filling in faster every day."

"Of course." He knelt down over her, moving the bandages aside.

"So, we do lookout and you guys go defeat the bad guys?" Alaric asked, glancing around.

Gen smiled, "That's great," she hesitated for a moment before asking quietly, "Do you remember a boy named Ben at all?"

As Israel was focused on her wounds, she grabbed a blunt object and attempted to strike him on the head with it.

"Scott, keep a look out. You two mind sticking with me?"

He tilted his head back. "I can remember his face, nothing more. Why?"

Israel collapsed instantly.

"Of course." Alaric said with a nod, "I am at your command," he added with a charming smile.

"Just wondering." she said sadly, closing her eyes as memories of her brother came back to her.

Gina smirked, stepping over his body as she exited the infirmary, "Time for part two." she said, dropping the blunt object and headed back towards the mansion.

She smirked. "Good man."

Levi raised an eyebrow. "You alright?"

"I get a compliment from a pretty girl? That's a first." he said with a smirk.

"Yeah," she said, wiping away a tear that escaped, "He was just very important to me." she said quietly.

"This is just a big day for you, isn't it?" she joked as they neared the bar.

"Ah." He hesitated before resting a hand on her leg. "Is he still alive? Maybe we can look for him."

"Indeed it is." he winked and looked forward as he saw the bar in the distance, "there it is."

"No," she glanced away, "He's been dead for quite sometime." she said brokenly.

Gina reached the estate and knocked on the door, a few seconds later, Vincent opened it.
"There you are, how'd it go?" he asked, leaning against the doorway.
"It was barely a challenge." she smirked, as she ripped off the bandages, "Is it time for me to fool the new boy?"
"I may have to cut you up a bit more before then, but yes, very soon." He nodded.
"I better be getting good pay for this." she frowned.

"Alright. Scott, you know what to do."
"Yep." He veered away from the group and disappeared into an alley.
"So, you wanna go in guns shining or casually?" Isabella asked.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Gen. Who was he? To you?"