"We need to do it tonight," he said with an uneasy tone. "What I need you to do is fake an illness of some sort. It'll make them get their guards down because you're too much of an asset to them. When they see he's gone he'll assume that he'd either escaped or that he had died and someone had gotten rid of the body." The idea of Alex dying wasn't all too pleasant for him though because he'd had too many visions about him. It was almost like he was part of his life.
Alex whimpered slightly as Richard towered over him. There was too much power put into Richard's hands and he stalked out with a pleased look on his face. He'd been kicked a few times by Richard and he could feel the bruises starting to form. The wound in his shoulder was aching more profoundly by the second. He shifted as much as he could before trying to gnaw the ropes off his feet. They were starting to tear but it would take a long time before he was completely free.
The School of Dedicated Roleplayers [closed]
A general roleplay guild with emphasis on improving RPers.
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