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Oliver thought about how peaceful things were and how glad he was to finally not have to be alone in his crusade. He then replied to her remark saying, "So are you.", he smiled and pulled her close and tightened his grip around her at her waist. He then stated, "Just a piece of advice, try and enjoy the good times, there aren't many times left you may have them if you decide to follow me all the way into Philly."
 
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She sighed, more of her muscles relaxed with every breath she took. "Yeah, I figured. I'm probably still going to follow you all the way to Philadelphia. I have nowhere to go, and you still need my motorcycle, right? We should probably work together instead of separating. I mean, if we don't separate there may be more of these peaceful times in the future." She said with the wink, teasingly.
 
Oliver smiled, looking in her eyes and winked in return, she was right, going alone was obviously going to be lonely and a very long travel without her help. Oliver needed her help and he wanted her company, he enjoyed times like these, he never really got to have any of these as a Major or by himself. He remained, in her gaze, smiling as he did so, playfully.
 
She sighed, leaning her head against his chest as she slowly closed her eyes. Even though with their eyes closed she was surrounded by darkness, she had never felt more protected. She let herself fall asleep, drifting away into a dreamland where everything was perfect: unlike a reality. Although, there were moments like this. The moments that were peaceful and everything did seem perfect for once.
 
Oliver had fallen asleep, hours had gone by, peace and quiet, the rain had stopped, but the silence hadn't.


Until, Oliver was awoken by a sudden loud sound of boots shuffling up the stairs, multiple pairs of boots by the sounds of it. Within' seconds Oliver had turned and saw Major Tom Neville of The Monroe Republic above him, smiling. As Oliver looked back at him, scrambling to get up, he was met with a sudden blow to the back of the head, the blow hadn't knocked Oliver out, but it made him dazzed and dizzy. As he laid face to the floor, the soldiers began to seize all the gear that they had owned that was out. One of the soldiers began to handcuff Oliver and say to the Major, "We finally caught the son of a bitch.", he said with a cheerful tone. As they finished restraining Oliver they aimed their weapons at Echo and asked the Major, "What of the girl?", the Major looked at Oliver and back at Echo saying, "Take her as well.", then one of the soldiers placed a burlap sack over Oliver's head.
 
Echo panicked her eyes wide and her face drained. This couldn't be happening. Why would this be happening? Why now? They barely even made it to Philadelphia and look what happened. She found a pair of guards tire hands behind her back before putting a burlap sack over her head. She screamed and tried to kick against them, but it was no use.
 
Soon after Oliver was placed in a helicopter that took time to fly in, the only way it's possible for the helicopter to work is if they have one of the pendants... Once he was placed inside, Echo was also ushered to enter the helicopter. Their destination is exactly where they were headed, Philly. Straight to Monroe himself presumably Oliver thought.
 
Echo felt her heart beat faster every time she was shoved in a new direction. She hated this. It was idiot and stupid. She understood thier manners and reasons for why. But what were they hiding? Even if Oliver and her couldnt see the helecopter, they could hear it.
 
(( Time scaling <3 ))


As several hours pass by, they eventually land, being taken out of the helicopter and ushered through what seemed like halls and rooms until they were placed in a cell, and the burlap sack was then removed, same as the hand cuffs. In the same joint cell, Oliver and Echo ended up being in the same cell since every other cell was already being occupied. Oliver sat on the bench as every prisoner stared at him. Most of these people were put here by him, before he left for this reason.
 
(( Skipping through the waiting of getting to Philly, it'd take time to get there, even in a helicopter. ))
 
((I wanted to do that time skip, but i had no idea if there would be interaction on the helicopter. My apologies >~<
 
(( It's okay :P Anyways, when you look at the Dystopia RP I made and invited you to that you have yet to make a CS on, before you start RPing, watch the videos I posted in my CS, atleast the first one to understand the suit, because if you don't, it may be confusing to see it in RP


))
 
She sighed, kicking at the cell walls in pure boredom and agony. People were staring at him. She didnt seem to care at this point, though. Thier staring wouldnt get them out. She looked back over to Oliver, offering him a small smile. She knew that it most probably wouldnt help. Regardless. She continued to kick at the wall, looking back at oliver. "Y'okay? You seem kinda... Out of it..."


 
((I already did. Are those from a video game?
 
(( Yeah, it's from one of my favorite series. ))


Oliver stood up and walked to the cell door, looking around and in desperate attempts at looking for away to escape their imprisonment. After some time of waiting, guards entered the room with the Major following behind, walking past several cells, seemingly headed to theirs, Oliver turned to Echo and looked into her eyes and leaned in, kissing her, he did it out of impulse and realizing that it may be the last time he sees her, the cell door is opened immediately afterwards and Oliver and escorted down the hallway from where they came.
 
Echo's face suddenly went red at the kiss, and immeadiatly tried to decipher what he meant by it. It was right before the guards came, and quick. It almost seemed like a goodbye kiss. She panicked, eyes becoming teary at the though of her never seeing him again. She began to kick and bang at the door. She needed to start a commotion. "Let me out, dammit!" She shrieked, tears in her eyes.


 
(( THIS IS SAD GRr
 
Oliver is then brought through a series of hallways and rooms, until. He is brought into a room with a man with his back turned. Soon after being brought in, the Major then kicks the back of Oliver's knee to make him get on his knees, once on his knees, one of the guardsmen walk in from behind and place Oliver's sword ahead of him, a meter or two away. Afterwards, the Major and his men then leave. The man the turns, looking directly a Oliver and smiles. Oliver then mutters, "Monroe....", as Monroe began to walk around his desk and towards Oliver, he drew his swords. Monroe then says, "To make this interesting, we're getting a audience.", as Monroe began speaking to Oliver, the Major and his men had already been sent to go get Echo, after they had her they then brought her to the same room. Monroe looked at Echo and back at Oliver saying, "Here's the deal, duel me, you win, you leave, I win, she dies and you join the militia again by my side, you belong there, you're... You're my brother..."


Monroe:


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Monroe's Swords:


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Echo had kicked and struggled as she was pulled to the room where Oliver was. Two guards pulled her next to monroe and stood beside her. She kept her head down, ocassionally looking back up at oliver. She didnt want him to fight. Maybe it was because she was scared of him losing. She wasnt sure. She wouldve screamed at monroe, but the guards had tried a cloth to her mouth. She then kicked monroes heel as hard as she could.
 
Oliver stood up, leaning over and picking up the blades and stared into Monroe's eyes, Oliver took his combat stance, but just as they were about to fight, Echo kicks Monroe. Angering him he points at Oliver's leg with his sword and one of the guards shoot him in the leg. After being shot, Oliver fell to his knee, in pain.
 
"Oliver!" She muffly yelled at monroe, yanking at her restrains as the guards held her back. "Thats not fair!" She screamed again, trying to rekick monroe, harder this time. Hopefully that wouldnt get oliver shot at on another place on his body. She didnt know what to do, at that point. She felt hopeless.
 
Oliver's leg then healed and the bullet fell out without his awareness. After a while of the pain going away, Oliver had looked at his leg and saw the wound gone. Oliver then remembered that if a person found out how to use the nanobytes to their advantage, the things in the air that stop any form of electricity to work. He remembered that they can be manipulated and used if the person knew how to, or had a reason to, the nanobytes can do all kinds of things. Oliver became angered and stood up, charging at Monroe.
 

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