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"I'm only touching the parts that aren't!" *** He nodded. "You two seem close."
She grinned, reaching forward and running a hand through his hair. "I like it." *** He smiled, looking down at her. "But of course."
He looked over the seat at her. "I think it's nice." Rory rested her head beside the headrest of the seat in front of her. "Emerson, do you...
"Your last name is cool, though." Jaz tilted his head. "What's your middle name?" *** He brushed her hair back. "I know. I'm sorry."
Rory grinned at her. "Fairytale names? Lucy, yours is wonderful too!" *** "We'll figure it out."
She seemed happy, looking over at Jaz who grinned. "We know our names now." *** He sighed. "Sure.. I just want you to be okay."
She couldn't help but grin. "That's my name." *** He frowned. "I don't think that's good."
She pursed her lips before poking his back lightly, her tone gently playfully as she tried to lighten the mood. "Not gross here.." *** "I think...
Rory touched his arm gently. She looked grateful and maybe a bit worried about him. *** He chuckled lowly. "You think he'll help?"
Jaz paused when he heard the shot. "..Yeah." Rory went outside. *** He raised an eyebrow. "You also got stabbed, so.. I think tree climbing...
He looked back. Rory was standing at the door but didn't open it yet. "I know." *** He did slow, his struggles stopping. "I-I want to live.."...
He leaned into her touch, relaxing. "I'm alright." *** The man struggled against him, attempting to strike him with his fists or wiggle away....
The man tried to run away, unaware Emerson had gone after him. Jaz didn't follow, instead going to Lucy. *** He smiled slightly. "Oh.. I see now."
She paused, looking over at him. Slowly, she put the gun down and gave it to him. The man took the moment to dart out the door, much to their...
Jaz made no point to stop her. "That's the one who kept us in cages and treated us like dogs." *** He grinned, joining her carefully.
Rory took the gun Emerson's back, her eyes wide and dangerous as she aimed it at the man. "I should kill you. I should kill you for who you are...
Jaz stepped forward his finger pointed accusingly. He looked angry. "You! What are you doing back here?!" *** He pursed his lips. "I cannot."
She looked up at him lovingly. "Thank you." There was someone at the doorway, a large figure that stared them down. His voice made Rory and Jaz...
She nodded and they started out the door. *** He sighed. "You don't need to stay in here a whole week. Just wait before scouting again.."
Jaz nodded. "I think so." Rory looked back with a slight frown. "I hate this place." *** His brows furrowed and he approached, offering help....
