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J chuckled quietly, then immediately stopped talking and making any noise, his eyes locked onto something above Robyn.
"What is it..." she murmured, turning back to see a large figure looming over her.
It wore a dark grey jumpsuit, sort of the same texture of a potato sack. Large, black boots covered what were possibly it's feet, whatever the guard was. whether it was a human or not, she didn't know.
An old gas mask hung on it's face, the pipe waving under it's eyes. It grunted, then crouched down, pressing an oddly shaped key into the lock and opening the small, iron door.
It grunted again, backing away slowly. What was possibly it's eyes glued to Robyn. "I-is it time to come out...?" she whispered hoarsely, fear in her voice.
"Belt up!" she heard J hiss quietly, and she frowned. The guard grunted again impatiently, threatening to close the door. Robyn crawled out quickly, standing slowly and carefully. The guard's mask never leaving her.
She stretched her legs slowly, rolling her shoulders with a shaky sigh. After a couple minutes of stretching, the guard grunted angrily, reaching out with a gloved hand to shove her lightly. Robyn backed off quickly, wincing with fear as she quickly crawled back into her small cell. This time, she sat with her back to the door and her face towards J. He smiled slightly.
The door slammed shut, and locked with a click. J carefully watched as the guard retreated into the darkness again, disappearing into some secret place. J sighed, "Well, I am nackered. Oop, I mean tired." he smiled genuinely.
Robyn smirked, "So am I but..." she sighed quietly, "I'm afraid to try to sleep." J frowned, "Ah, no worries, love. She'll be apples! If they try to take ya, I'll job em' real good."
J winked, but Robyn could barely see in the dark. "J, English please." J laughed, "Ah yes. You're American." he cleared his throat, faking a deep southern draw as he said, "Oh don't worry, dear. It'll be okay. If they try to hurt you, I will hit them real good, par'ner!" his Australian got in the way quite a bit, but he still managed to make Robyn laugh slightly.
Robyn sighed, not believing him, but she slowly closed her eyes, curling up tightly as she fell asleep quickly, the feeling of J's eyes constantly on her.

~J's P.O.V.~

I watched this girl sleep carefully, keeping my oath as I watched over her. I sighed quietly, biting at a piercing on my lip. I had multiple, two on my lips, two on my nose, both on one nostril, three in each eyebrow, a bar in my left ear, a gauge in my right, and just simple "earrings" as they're called all over what remained of my ear. I also have a "secret" piercing, if you catch my drift, but it's not as bad as you'd think.
I drew my knees up to my chest, gazing lazily at the girl in the darkness. Robyn was her name, an innocent, girl. I wonder how old she is.. I'm twenty three, so she couldn't be too much younger than me. Maybe twenty.
I sighed quietly, running a hand through my own dyed hair. But she probably couldn't see it. It was blue, dark blue, and that's how I liked it. I probably wasn't the most stereotypical Aussie bloke out there, but whatever.
If you want stereotypical, meet my pop. I swear, the man wrestles alligators everyday. Doesn't matter now, I haven't seen him in three years. He most likely thinks I'm dead, but ah well. Once I get out of here, I'll find my way home to the Outback.
I've been making this plan for so long, this Robyn should help me good. If things get too bad, I'll just throw her to the wolves and run. Hey, survival of the fittest. Too bad that's me.
I snickered quietly, keeping my promise to protect her. I leaned my head back comfortably, or as comfortable as you can get in a tiny cell, and quietly hummed a popular Australian Indie song.
I grinned, barely keeping my excitement contained. I would definitely have to act soon, or I would loose my chance.
Just gotta gain that American's trust.
I wiped my hands against my shirt, leaning up slightly, "I'll just wait until she awakens..." I whispered quietly to myself, seeing her chest rise and fall slowly and gently.
My heart ached, knowing I'd betray this beautiful female, but it would be worth it.
I'd be alive.

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J chuckled quietly, then immediately stopped talking and making any noise, his eyes locked onto something above Robyn.
"What is it..." she murmured, turning back to see a large figure looming over her.
It wore a dark grey jumpsuit, sort of the same texture of a potato sack. Large, black boots covered what were possibly it's feet, whatever the guard was. whether it was a human or not, she didn't know.
An old gas mask hung on it's face, the pipe waving under it's eyes. It grunted, then crouched down, pressing an oddly shaped key into the lock and opening the small, iron door.
It grunted again, backing away slowly. What was possibly it's eyes glued to Robyn. "I-is it time to come out...?" she whispered hoarsely, fear in her voice.
"Belt up!" she heard J hiss quietly, and she frowned. The guard grunted again impatiently, threatening to close the door. Robyn crawled out quickly, standing slowly and carefully. The guard's mask never leaving her.
She stretched her legs slowly, rolling her shoulders with a shaky sigh. After a couple minutes of stretching, the guard grunted angrily, reaching out with a gloved hand to shove her lightly. Robyn backed off quickly, wincing with fear as she quickly crawled back into her small cell. This time, she sat with her back to the door and her face towards J. He smiled slightly.
The door slammed shut, and locked with a click. J carefully watched as the guard retreated into the darkness again, disappearing into some secret place. J sighed, "Well, I am nackered. Oop, I mean tired." he smiled genuinely.
Robyn smirked, "So am I but..." she sighed quietly, "I'm afraid to try to sleep." J frowned, "Ah, no worries, love. She'll be apples! If they try to take ya, I'll job em' real good."
J winked, but Robyn could barely see in the dark. "J, English please." J laughed, "Ah yes. You're American." he cleared his throat, faking a deep southern draw as he said, "Oh don't worry, dear. It'll be okay. If they try to hurt you, I will hit them real good, par'ner!" his Australian got in the way quite a bit, but he still managed to make Robyn laugh slightly.
Robyn sighed, not believing him, but she slowly closed her eyes, curling up tightly as she fell asleep quickly, the feeling of J's eyes constantly on her.

~J's P.O.V.~

I watched this girl sleep carefully, keeping my oath as I watched over her. I sighed quietly, biting at a piercing on my lip. I had multiple, two on my lips, two on my nose, both on one nostril, three in each eyebrow, a bar in my left ear, a gauge in my right, and just simple "earrings" as they're called all over what remained of my ear. I also have a "secret" piercing, if you catch my drift, but it's not as bad as you'd think.
I drew my knees up to my chest, gazing lazily at the girl in the darkness. Robyn was her name, an innocent, girl. I wonder how old she is.. I'm twenty three, so she couldn't be too much younger than me. Maybe twenty.
I sighed quietly, running a hand through my own dyed hair. But she probably couldn't see it. It was blue, dark blue, and that's how I liked it. I probably wasn't the most stereotypical Aussie bloke out there, but whatever.
If you want stereotypical, meet my pop. I swear, the man wrestles alligators everyday. Doesn't matter now, I haven't seen him in three years. He most likely thinks I'm dead, but ah well. Once I get out of here, I'll find my way home to the Outback.
I've been making this plan for so long, this Robyn should help me good. If things get too bad, I'll just throw her to the wolves and run. Hey, survival of the fittest. Too bad that's me.
I snickered quietly, keeping my promise to protect her. I leaned my head back comfortably, or as comfortable as you can get in a tiny cell, and quietly hummed a popular Australian Indie song.
I grinned, barely keeping my excitement contained. I would definitely have to act soon, or I would loose my chance.
Just gotta gain that American's trust.
I wiped my hands against my shirt, leaning up slightly, "I'll just wait until she awakens..." I whispered quietly to myself, seeing her chest rise and fall slowly and gently.
My heart ached, knowing I'd betray this beautiful female, but it would be worth it.
I'd be alive.