Humanity First RP

Nyla
She looked up as some people entered. Jill apparently knew one lady and waved her over. "That's Jackie," Jill whispered to Nyla. 

Perry
 He had eventually dozed off at his desk, though woke up when an antique alarm clock went off beside him. He groaned, reaching over and turning it off. Is it really closing time already? Every day is long and boring, yeah, but I'd work into the night if it meant that I'd gain more income. Perry sighed quietly, getting up and walking over to the door, turning off the 'OPEN' sign. Its neon light flickered once, twice, then vanished. Perry stared at it for a few minutes before turning around and heading to a staff-only door. He opened it and went inside, walking through a short hallway that was filled with random supplies on his way to Mr. Porters' room. He passed his own in the process, but ignored it for the time being. He then passed another room, this one a small storage closet that doubled as a kitchenette of sorts. The third and last room was Mr. Porters'. Perry opened the door and peeked inside, his gaze resting sadly on the bedridden old man. Despite his ill state, however, the man flashed the teenager a wide grin. "...Hey... Per," he greeted with strained, but not dampened, jubilance. "W-would you mind...," he began weakly, trailing off. "...Mr. Porters?," Perry asked hesitantly, waiting for him to finish the question. "Mr. Porters," he repeated after a moment, his heart pounding in his chest as he weakly made his way over to the man's bed, his legs shaking as he struggled to make them move. "Mr. Porters," he said a third time, his voice barely audible as he stared down at the still form of the person who was essentially his adoptive grandfather. He gently rested his hand on the man's chest, which revealed what he already knew. A sickening feeling filled Perry's insides, putting both panic in his gut and pain in his heart.
 "Dead. He's dead."

Skye 
Skye slipped into the diner. Only a few people were tbere, and none of them probably would recognize her. She instinctively moved to tug on her right sleeve, hoping that no one said anything, although they rationally would have no idea.

Jackie 
Jackie nodded to the people in the dinner. "How's the weather today?" she asked. It seemed like a simply question, but anyone on the forum knew it was actually asking if there was any threat of guards. Like most of their code words, the worse the 'weather' the more of a risk there was.

Skye 
"A bit cloudy. Just came in a few minutes ago," Skye answered, trying not to think of Ash. He's fine.

Jackie
"Any chances of a storm?"

Nyla
"It seemed pretty clear when we showed up, but maybe some clouds blew in since then." Nyla glanced up at Jill, mildly confused, but then it clicked that this was some sort of code. She swung her legs, feet not even close to the floor.

Skye 
"A slight chance," Skye said, fidgeting with her sleeve.

Jackie
Jackie frowned, but quickly hid it. "Shall we go to the cellars then?" she asked, tilting her head to a door behind the counter.

Nyla
Jill nodded and stood. Nyla cupped her hot chocolate and jumped off the chair, still holding the to-go cup in her hands.

Last edited on 2018-09-28 at 17:25:13 by Oswin

Jackie
Jackie opened the cellar door, careful not to let the old hinges squeak. She felt against the wall as she walked down the stairs. She pulled a cord hanging from the ceiling to turn on the light. The cellar lit up with a dim glow, that flickered every once in awhile. The walls were lined with barrels and bottles of all types. A single table sat in the middle, which Jackie moved toward as everyone else came down.

Skye 
Skye stood near the wall with her arms folded. She didn't feel very comfortable around acquaintances. 

Jackie
"As you have probably guest, I'm Jackie. It's so nice to finally meet you!"

Nyla
Jill went to the table automatically. Nyla followed, sipping on her hot cocoa. She was surprised nobody had commented on Jill bringing such a young kid with her, but honestly Nyla was glad. An annoying thing about constantly being reborn is having to pretend you don't know everything that you do. Jill nodded to Jackie. "I'm Jill. This is Nyla, she's a newer recruit to the cause." Nyla smiled and waved.

Last edited on 2018-09-28 at 17:49:40 by Oswin

Skye 
Skye didn't exactly want to tell these people her name, but she did anyway. "Skye."