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[rowanbradley]

emarandolf:

“I wouldn’t say heroic. Brave maybe, and well most of us have to be these days, don’t we? It’s the only way we’re going to survive,” Ema replied. She could tell that the female wasn’t letting her guard down; which while that meant more work for her, made it a task worth suffering through. She’d feel more accomplished in her mission if she actually had to work for it. It also was a good sign; if they had been aware of her presence in the area they would probably want to trick her into believing they would welcome her with open arms, and would lead her into a trap. That didn’t seem like that case with how the girl was acting.

“I was just outside of New York, in Weehawken, New Jersey. Had to walk along the highway to get to New York City, then found my way here. It was a bit of a walk, but luckily you can walk along the high way for the most part. I stayed just inside the woods, although it’s not like you’d see any cars these days anyways,” she replied. “But I’m originally from Florida. Not that you asked for my whole life story,” she replied with a small laugh. “How about you? Have you been here for a while?” she asked, nodding her head towards the hotel.

It was interesting, listening to the perspective of yet another survivor. But she wasn’t from the warehouse, but another settlement farther away. To think of the trek made, all by herself - it was insane to think about. But why New York, of all places? All her group wanted was to keep going north, off the once overpopulated city. Chances were there was enough food, considering how many people had lived there once, but that also meant it was a higher risk of hunters and a possible underlaying virus. To find a place that was free of it all, she wasn’t sure they would ever come across a safe haven. She knew, that one way or another, they would be met with something. She didn’t know what, but there wasn’t ever something as a good life post-outbreak. One did the most they could, but perfection was a bit delusional.

Unlike the stranger, Rowan remained silent about her origins. There was no need to tell detail by detail about her story life. All that mattered right now was that they’d moved from a highly toxic place to this new temporary housing, but even explaining that seemed like the wrong move to do. But after a while Rowan just simply nodded. “Sort of, if you can say that. Not even sure what day is it anymore.”

[rowanbradley]

emarandolf:

“Didn’t think you were…but it’s better to stick together these days,’ Ema replied. She knew the girl was going to make a comment about how she could say the same for her, but luckily she had a response already in store for that. She allowed on of her hands to drop to her side, her other hand continuing to rest on the bicep of her other arm as she watched the female before her. 

Ema noticed as she was giving a once over, “No I don’t…I’ve actually been traveling for the passed few days,” she told her, waving a hand at her bruised face. “The place I was staying with a group of people was attacked by some hunters and I managed to fight my way out and made a run for it. This is the first time I’ve run into anyone since then. Are you living in that hotel?” she asked. “That’s actually where I was running to until I crashed into you. Figured I could use it as a hideout until I figured something out. Looks so new, I didn’t think anyone had touched it yet.”

Rowan hesitated for a moment. A glance was given to the structure behind her, it was obvious that out of the rest of the nearby buildings, that it was everyone’s best bet at survival. Though, she hadn’t expected anyone to come barging in a few weeks after they’d settled in. Even if she had wanted to, those on security duty would have second guessed her, just like she was at the moment. 

“Sounds heroic and brave. Where was your settlement, any idea?” The girl wondered if by any chance if was near the warehouse, or maybe the remaining people left by it anyways. She was sure the fire would have attracted quite a whole of them. As for the latter question, Rowan remained silent not too trustworthy of the girl just yet.

[rowanbradley]

emarandolf:

Ema kept her hand raised, eyes surveying the female. This was the type of person she was counting on meeting out here, someone who would ask questions first. Of course that didn’t benefit the girl before her, and in fact she imagined it would be the cause of her eventual death. While she was talking, someone would take that as their chance to strike. “You can’t be sure these days,” Ema mumbled out innocently.

She pushed herself up off the ground slowly, her eyes remaining on the brunette although she didn’t imagine she had anything to worry about. Ema wrapped her arms around herself, taking a moment to look around. “It’s not a good idea to be out here on your own,” she said, eyes finally falling back on the girl. 

Giving the fact that she wasn’t one to take the first shot, Ema believed that the girl was either human or Inhuman. Judging by her lack of reaction to her intention to use her powers if she needed to, she assumed that the girl didn’t have any issues with Inhuman’s - obviously not enough to hurt them giving the fact that she was living in a hotel with a bunch of them now. Which meant she may be able to convince her to help her out. 

“I’m not a four year old, but thank you for your concern. I could say the same about you.” There was no one else in the vicinity, no one that she could clearly see anyways. Her best bet was to say the woman was also alone, at least for now. It was odd, to see strays around - usually people would travel in packs. Which is why Rowan was a bit alert, hoping not to come face to face with a mob. 

Her eyes locked in the girl, scanning her from head to toes. For now she seemed innocent, but she knew people always had secrets under their sleeves. “Do you live near? Are there people with you?”. Granted no one knew if the stranger would answer truthfully, but it was worth it to just ask. 

[emarandolf]

Ema had been watching the group of people with one of her fathers guards; Isaac, for several days, taking in everything that she needed to before joining them. It was interesting to see a combination of people such as them together, they hadn’t realized it at first but after a few days of catching interactions between several members of the group it was clear that some were Inhuman’s and others were hunters. A fact she found both interesting and concerning. Concerning because with tensions still high between the two groups, a newcomer woud probably not be welcomed in so easily.

After a few days passed, Ema finally felt ready enough to start her mission. She parted ways with Isaac, but not before having him rough her up a little in order to make her stories sound more believable. He promised that he would stick around until he felt she was safe but staying any longer could risk blowing both of their covers. She hid in the woods by the hotel for what felt like hours before someone finally left and made their way towards the forest. Ema watched them for a moment before turning and running in the direction of where she saw them enter.

Within seconds she was colliding with them, sending herself to the ground with a thud. She was quick to glance up at them, holding her hand out in front of her, ready to use her powers if she needed to but also to make sure the person believed this was an unexpected encounter. “Stay away from me or I’ll hurt you!”

[rowanbradley]

The new arrangements were hard to get used to. These people, she didn’t know. Only a few of them had been with her prior the capture, before the impending chaos. It was traumatic, to say the least. To think that she could have almost died several times was astounding, though not odd in the harsh world they lived in. Only two she knew before the outbreak - the twins, but she knew very well whatever they had in the past had vanished. Aida was one of the few she talked to, but to be honest, it was difficult getting a grasp of her at times.

It was in a moment of boredom that she left the premises of the motel, all in hopes to find some peace from the crowds, even it was no more than twenty. She still felt like going outside, it was part of her to roam around and that wouldn’t stop with new management. Though she would have never thought of encountering someone in the woods. But it wasn’t one of them, it was someone else entirely - a young woman. 

Hands were raised in an attempt of showing that she had no intentions of attacking her. Although, Rowan had grown wary of strangers. You never knew what they could do, and even with the inhuman-humans-hunters peace they had going on, not everyone was like them. “Does it looks like I’m gonna attack you? I mean, I won’t if you don’t.” 

[teenwolfplus]

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

Aida couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips when she noticed the reaction her abilities had gotten from the female. She waited for her to take the spear before looking towards the tree. After surveying which way was the best to climb, she hoisted herself up onto the first branch. “When I shout, you might want to look out unless you want to get whacked on top of the head with an apple frozen in ice,” she warned, before continuing to move up the tree. It took her a few minutes, but finally she had reached halfway up the tree, where the hole was located. She straddled the branch to keep herself sturdy before she started to grab out the items, grabbing a handful of frozen food before looking down at the girl below. “Hey,” she said in a shout, quiet enough that only female by the bottom of the tree would hear.

Even with gloves on, the cold crept through them, the spare in her hand not making it any easier to forget the weather that surrounded them. But it was either have something for her to defend herself with or nothing. Rowan watched as the woman climbed up the tree, the wind blew against her face as she tried to visualize the woman’s every move. Her warning made her take a few steps back, the least she needed was for something to land on her head after trying to keep herself alive, how ironic that would be? Rowan hadn’t thought much of it, but to find food in the middle of the winter didn’t seem likely then how in the world did this woman do to stock herself up with it?

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

“We’re not. I’ve been here for long enough and needed to get out of that hellhole enough times to know where I’m going,” Aida retorted. She finally stopped walking when she reached the tree, she eyed the female before opening up her jacket and digging through a secret compartment of her jacket. She grabbed out the pair of knit gloves that were in there and held them out to her, “I’m about to do something and I need you to remember I’m not the one trying to kill you. So don’t punch me in the god damn face,” she told her before remaking a spear with her free hand. “I have to climb the tree to grab the food. Put the gloves on and use this for protection. The gloves aren’t going to protect you from how cold it is, but a little frost bite never killed anyone. It’s obviously going to melt but hopefully I get up the tree and back down with the food before that happens. It’s better than being empty handed.”

Shaky hands took grasp of the gloves. Almost in a desperate motion, she began placing them on, battling to get each finger inside it all while she trembled. Her hands were rubbed together as she heard the woman’s plan, and nodded in response. But what happened next, she didn’t expect. Wide eyes stared in shock at the spear in her hand, it wasn’t there before. Somehow, she made it appear. Rowan would never really understand how they did it, or how it felt like to be an inhuman, with powers and all. It seemed rather surreal, like things you’d watch at the movies but this was all very real. She couldn’t grasp that now, she was just a mere sub-specie about to fall into extinction, probably. “You - you go do that..”

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

Aida lifted the girl off the ground with one quick pull of her arm before pulling her hand back and dropping it to her side. They started to walk, and she occasionally glanced over at the other female. She wasn’t sure why she was, maybe she was waiting for her to faint or something. Afterall she had been deprived of food and had been moving around a lot in an attempt to stay safe from the world around her. “I know. I was being sarcastic-…” she replied, but she supposed the girl was too tired to understand it. She scanned the area, trying to find the tree she usually frequented near the pond. “Almost,” she replied, before her eyes finally fell on it, a bare tree with a hole in the trunk about halfway up it. They would have to climb, a job she knew would be up to her. “Over here,” she said, turning in the direction and expecting the girl to follow.

Rowan could feel eyes on her. Every passing second, she could feel her stare and while it wasn’t done in a bad way, she couldn’t help but feel a bit fidgety. The brunette tried her best to appear as if everything was okay. As if she wasn’t in the brink of passing out, as if her head didn’t hurt in the slightest. All she could see were trees, left and right. There was no sign of a refugee, or anything at all. But she didn’t say anything, not because she didn’t want to, but because she was tired. She followed along, wondering for how much they would walk. “For all I know, we could be walking in damn circles..” She muttered out.

[aida-smallwood]

rowanbradley:

Rowan searched for any indication of lying. Through her voice, choice of words and expression. But despite eyeing the woman several times, she couldn’t come up with anything that would work against her. It was evident, she wasn’t really into killing her or torturing her. And hell, if she did - then she was very good at lying. But now, at this stage, what was there to lose? Her sanity was already in jeopardy, she was already famished, dirty. “Fine.” The words left her lips, already convinced that yes - it was a bad idea - but what other options did she have? “I hope it stays that way, the no killing I mean.” The brunette muttered, while making an effort to sit down and finally stand up from the cold ground. It wasn’t until then that she realized how weak she felt, she had been driven by adrenaline, by the last bit of energy stored to do anything and she was nearly drained. 

“It’s a shame that both sides can’t be as smart as us and talk it out instead of killing one another,” Aida replied. If she cared enough, maybe she would have tried to set up some plan against Matt, but she was convinced the world was going to shit anyways and it wasn’t worth her time. She’d rather enjoy what little life she had left, than risk being miserable and fighting with people. She extended her hand out to the female when she noticed that she was struggling to get up. “Maybe we should be running the world,” she joked.

[rowanbradley]

A shaky hand took the grasp necessary for her to stand up. The world around her seemed to spin in circles. The ground beneath her felt unstable, but truth was, everything before her was okay. What clearly wasn’t was her. But she walked, she walked alongside the woman despite it all. “I’m not sure I can run, literally and figuratively speaking. Run or run the world, as if someone would stop to listen.” A grunt left her lips as she walked, clearly not okay with the idea of walking a whole lot. “Are we close yet?”.

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

Aida knew the girl had a point, hell she didn’t trust ninety nine percent of the people at the warehouse and they weren’t exactly strangers. Still though, she had tried to get the point across to this girl several times that she wasn’t going to hurt her. She wasn’t sure what else she wanted her to do. A sigh passed her lips and she bent down to be at eye level with the female who still sat on the ground, “I don’t have friends, I have one and her mind is a little preoccupied with worrying about other matters than to be involved in any of this. Just because I live there doesn’t mean I agree with everything that goes on, I live there to survive and before you give me any of that ‘you live there you could put a stop to it’ bullshit, just remember that you tagged along with a hunter because you thought it was safe.” Aida stood back up but kept her eyes on the girl, “I’ve had three chances to kill you, but I haven’t and I won’t. If you don’t want to believe that and you want to stay here than fine but you should realize that you were lucky attacking me. Try that on any of the other Inhuman’s and you’ll be dead in seconds. That’s what makes me different than them.”

Rowan searched for any indication of lying. Through her voice, choice of words and expression. But despite eyeing the woman several times, she couldn’t come up with anything that would work against her. It was evident, she wasn’t really into killing her or torturing her. And hell, if she did - then she was very good at lying. But now, at this stage, what was there to lose? Her sanity was already in jeopardy, she was already famished, dirty. “Fine.” The words left her lips, already convinced that yes - it was a bad idea - but what other options did she have? “I hope it stays that way, the no killing I mean.” The brunette muttered, while making an effort to sit down and finally stand up from the cold ground. It wasn’t until then that she realized how weak she felt, she had been driven by adrenaline, by the last bit of energy stored to do anything and she was nearly drained. 

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

Aida loosened her grip slightly when the girl finally dropped the rock from her hand. “Yeah, but it was more for your sake than mine. Like I said I don’t want to kill you but I will if I have to,” she told her honestly before releasing the girls wrist from her grip and slowly standing up. “I’m going to help you, but that means you have to trust me. There’s some food hidden in a tree not far from here. I’ll bring you to it if you want,” she said.

Rowan was left there, on the ground. The girl have had the guts to let her leave, even if she wouldn’t have done the same. As much as she said that she was going to help her, she couldn’t get her mind to think that she actually would. After being captured, it’d been a series of unfortunate events one that could possibly end in death. “How can I trust a stranger?” She asked, unsure whether to believe her or not. “What if this is a trap and you’ll take me to your friends or something?” Rowan had no problem voicing her thoughts. “What makes you different from the others, why should I trust you?”.

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

Aida could tell the female had no intentions of letting go of the rock or of her off the ground. So she decided she had to take matters into her own hands - she couldn’t play this girls game anymore. She reached up and grabbed the females wrists and held them in a firm grip before flipping them over, so she was now ontop of the girl. She still held tightly to her wrists, not wanting to give her the chance to use the rock against her. “Drop the rock and I’ll show you. You don’t and I’ll just leave you for dead. I came out here to get the fuck away from people like I usually do and I’m not about to have someone else’s life rest on my conscience,” Aida told her, wondering why she had allowed herself to tell some stranger something so personal.

Hands held her wrists and as much as she tried to resist, she couldn't get herself off the grip. Next she knew, the roles had been reversed, to her dismay. She was now the one at the bottom, being held captive by the weight of the girl in her. The rock had been her only form of defending herself, and she was now forced to let go off it. Hands opened up and left the item roll away from her palm. "Is that what you wanted? What are you going to do now? Are you going to take a chance and kill me or actually help me?" Rowan ranted, the annoyance in her voice was clear. She just hoped this girl unlike her childhood friend, had some sense in her. But unlike, the previous encounter she wouldn't beg, she would take matters into her own hands if she needed to.

[rowanbradley]

aida-smallwood:

A sarcastic laugh passed Aida’s lips at the girls words. “If I wanted to kill you I would have done it a long time ago or did you forget who tried to help you avoid this mess?” she asked, not dropping the spear. She didn’t necessarily need it, but she wouldn’t drop it until she knew she was safe - it was more to let the girl know that she was ready to defend herself if it came to that. Eyebrows raised as the girls hands started to trail her body, she was clearly out of it - and knowing that it was due to lack of food and shelter Aida couldn’t really blame her. “I’ll drop the spear when you drop the rock,” she said, nodding her head towards the object. “I don’t have any other weapons on me,” she told her honestly. She knew the girl wasn’t in a joking mood, how could she be when her life was on the line. Joking was just what Aida did when she was in an uncomfortable situation and didn’t know how to handle it. A frustrated sigh passed her lips as she felt the female press down against her body even harder. Aida finally dropped the spear, and held her hands up infront of the girl to show her she was no longer armed. “I could still hurt you. I don’t need a spear, but I’m not going to and maybe if you trust me - I can help you out.”

Frenzied eyes glanced at the spear and how it left the woman's grasp. She hadn't expected her to drop it so easily, but she did, which was a surprise. Deep in her mind, Rowan battled with herself, debating whether dropping the rock she still had in her grasp or not. The girl below her could be tricking her, and she had to remind herself that she was the vulnerable one. "How will you do that? How will you help me?" She asked, dark eyes focusing on hers. Rowan had no intentions of standing up or leaving the girl just yet, not until she served of some help. She had to understand that this was no stroll through the park, she could genuinely die.

[aida-smallwood]

rowanbradley:

Rowan wasn’t sure how many days had passed. Thoughts and memories seemed like a blurry haze, clouded in her mind as she tried to focus. She had survived, but everyday it was another struggle to keep herself alive. She managed to find a jacket that was way too big for her, she took it off a corpse she’d seen lying around. With it, she took their belongings, what little it was. But the layering of clothing had helped, the small bag with a canteen inside. It wasn’t much. She was still starving, still trying to conceal sleep in the middle of the night. It was difficult doing so when she was so exposed. Sleep deprived, with hunger, she sat behind some rocks, hoping that the moss would bring no attention to her. She curled up in a ball, trying to sleep when she heard the steps. They weren’t hesitant steps, these were confident ones which made her believe this was an inhuman. She couldn’t risk her chances not anymore, not when she was so desperate. So she did what came to mind first. She avalanched herself towards the figure, knocking them out of their feet. She had no weapons, no nothing, only a sad Rock that she hoped would do the job. She wanted to make them unconscious check if they had anything to eat, clothes; anything at all. She never intended to kill, not even when these people planned to do it to her. Legs secured the figure on the ground, rock readied in hand to strike only that she stopped once she saw who it was.

Aida didn’t have time to react, she hadn’t even heard the person running towards her until it was too late. She felt herself fall, landing on the ground with a thud. A groan left her lips, about to cuss the person out and jab the spear right into their kneck only to realize who it was when they had her pinned to the ground. She looked up at the rock the girl held, eyebrows raising as she looked away and looked her in the eye, wondering if she would actually use it. While most people would probably choose to fight in this situation, Aida kept herself still - although the spear was still in her hand just incase she needed to use it. The girl hadn’t attacked her before but circumstances were different. Still however; Aida couldn’t help the smug look that formed on her face or the words that came out of her mouth before she had a chance to tell herself to shut up. “I usually like to know a girls name before we wind up like this - but too each their own I guess.”

[rowanbradley]

Wild dark brown hair covered most of her face. There, on top of this girl she seemed almost feral. Her breathing was heavy, as she contemplated her options. The grasp on the rock was tight, though she couldn’t make her hand move or anything else for that matter. “Drop the spear.” She demanded, her lips in a tight line as she tried her best to appear tough, even though she was really not. But she was starving, and desperate. “What else do you have on you?” She asked, while hands trailed all over the girl’s body. She could feel her stomach grumbling so she wouldn’t let her go that easily, if needed to do some sort of agreement then so be it. Her body sunk in deeper into the girl’s body not intending on letting her go. She leaned down, as she searched her pockets, not even paying much attention to her words. “I’m not joking here, I’m -..” Rowan trailed off, hoping to find something valuable to her at least.

[aida-smallwood]

Aida was pissed off that Matt had decided to send the hunters out into the forest, half of the reason being that Aiden was out there and it probably had Billie worried sick, but also because it was usually her place to escape and now it was being used for some sort of makeshift war between Inhuman’s and hunters. She wasn’t going to let that stop her from getting away from the warehouse though, and with a spear made out of ice in her she made her way out into the woods. The guards had thought she was taking part in the cruel game, which made it easy to get by them.

Once she got to the woods, Aida kept a watchful eye on the area around her. She wasn’t about to die in the middle of the woods. Sure she expected death would get them all soon enough, but she’d rather die some badass way than by the hands of some angry hunter. Knowing her luck she would probably run into that crazy blonde who had attacked Bailey. Luckily for her, all seemed quiet for quite some time. She had made it all the way to the water with no interruptions; which while suspicious, was how she preferred things. She bent down by the lake and ran her hands through the cold water, the cold didn’t bother her like it did most people - probably a added perk to her abilities. 

Suddenly, Aida heard movement from behind her. She stood up quickly, her eyes searching the area but not catching anyone in sight. She formed another spear made of ice and held it tight in her hands. “Don’t think I’ll hesitate to kill you,” she called out.

[rowanbradley]

Rowan wasn’t sure how many days had passed. Thoughts and memories seemed like a blurry haze, clouded in her mind as she tried to focus. She had survived, but everyday it was another struggle to keep herself alive. She managed to find a jacket that was way too big for her, she took it off a corpse she’d seen lying around. With it, she took their belongings, what little it was. But the layering of clothing had helped, the small bag with a canteen inside. It wasn’t much. She was still starving, still trying to conceal sleep in the middle of the night. It was difficult doing so when she was so exposed. Sleep deprived, with hunger, she sat behind some rocks, hoping that the moss would bring no attention to her. She curled up in a ball, trying to sleep when she heard the steps. They weren’t hesitant steps, these were confident ones which made her believe this was an inhuman. She couldn’t risk her chances not anymore, not when she was so desperate. So she did what came to mind first. She avalanched herself towards the figure, knocking them out of their feet. She had no weapons, no nothing, only a sad Rock that she hoped would do the job. She wanted to make them unconscious check if they had anything to eat, clothes; anything at all. She never intended to kill, not even when these people planned to do it to her. Legs secured the figure on the ground, rock readied in hand to strike only that she stopped once she saw who it was.

[legionxofmuses-deactivated20191]

rowanbradley:

Rowan wondered what it was like, to have abilities, to be genetically superior to the human race. In a way, she was envious of it. Maybe, if she was different then she wouldn’t be so prone to sickness. But there was nothing she could do about it but deal with it. She didn’t go on a murdering spree just because these people weren’t the same as hers. It was a stupid concept, one she’d never confessed about to Skylar. “Maybe it doesn’t makes you invincible but it gives you advantage..” Rowan was already on her feet and keeping track of Rylan, even if she wasn’t sure he would help her at all. Doubtful glances would be thrown in his way as she walked beside him. She wondered where they were headed, if she could fully trust him, if he didn’t meant harm. All Rowan knew was that she wanted to be far away from this place as possible or at least find a place to hide until it was safe out.

Rylan shrugged his shoulders, “You have a point I guess. But-…” he started to say, before worrying his bottom lip between his teeth to stop himself from talking. He decided to keep to himself how sometimes he felt as though he was at war with himself as well as the world around him. Maybe it wasn’t like that for other Inhuman’s but for Rylan it was. He wasn’t about to let Rowan know that though. Instead he tried to figure out something else to say as they walked in hopes that she didn’t notice his hesitation. “Sometimes that’s still not enough. Inhuman’s have been captured and tortured. Killed even. A hunter can be just as strong as us if they want to be, and I know that because I’ve been captured by some.” Rylan sighed, feeling like he was standing at a crossroads because a part of him wanted to help Rowan but he knew doing that would result in putting a target on his own head. Tatum’s words were ringing in his ears, telling him how he needed to keep a low profile.  “I’m sorry Rowan, I really am but I have my own responsibilities that I have to take care of and my sister is my priority. I wish I could help you but this is the best I can do for you.” 

[rowanbradley]

"This is the best you can do? What? Talk to me before lunatics kill me? Wow, really - that’s so nice of you.” Rowan said in a sarcastic tone, though low enough that maybe he hadn’t been able to make some of her words. She hadn’t expected to miraculously be his priority. She just hoped for some food, sign of a shelter, anything. She was convinced this was how it all ended. The sight of an old pal and who knew what the hell would happen next. It was hard not to pessimistic when things really went south pretty quickly. “I get it. I know, it’s whatever really.” Rowan shrugged. Though it wasn’t just whatever. "To each their own, I guess."

[legionxofmuses-deactivated20191]

rowanbradley:

Matt. That appeared to be the name of the one in charge. She didn’t know him, she hadn’t ever seen his face but she already hated him. This was all his fault, maybe not entirely but a huge portion of her suffering came from being captive. If humans and inhumans worked on establishing a truce, things could go for the better, the world could move on - there could be schools again, families, a normal life - not this. “Guess there is a good and bad side to everything.” Rowan said, making an effort to stop herself from coughing. The winter hadn’t helped with sicknesses. Humans were prone to anything, a simple cold or the deadly virus that chased their every step. “Don’t you have miraculous voodoo spell things you can do? I imagine it would be easier for you to do something about this than me.” The brunette shrugged, though she fell silent once she heard about his sister. She couldn’t recall her name exactly, but she remembered how odd she was, which now made clear sense.

Rylan nodded his head, but decided to keep any further thoughts on the subject to himself. He didn’t feel like getting anymore personal with Rowan. Had it been back when they were in school, maybe he would have told her what was going on in his life but it was usually safer to keep most personal things to yourself nowadays. Rylan crossed his arms over his chest, just now realizing how cold he was just standing there. It didn’t help that he only had a sweatshirt on. “Voodoo spells? You really don’t understand Inhumans, do you? I have powers but that doesn’t make me invincible,”” he told her. Rylan started to walk forward again, turning his head one last time to look at Rowan. “Are you coming with me or not?”

[rowanbradley]

Rowan wondered what it was like, to have abilities, to be genetically superior to the human race. In a way, she was envious of it. Maybe, if she was different then she wouldn’t be so prone to sickness. But there was nothing she could do about it but deal with it. She didn’t go on a murdering spree just because these people weren’t the same as hers. It was a stupid concept, one she’d never confessed about to Skylar. “Maybe it doesn’t makes you invincible but it gives you advantage..” Rowan was already on her feet and keeping track of Rylan, even if she wasn’t sure he would help her at all. Doubtful glances would be thrown in his way as she walked beside him. She wondered where they were headed, if she could fully trust him, if he didn’t meant harm. All Rowan knew was that she wanted to be far away from this place as possible or at least find a place to hide until it was safe out.