[And in the dead of night they ran, the sound of soldiers could be heard in the distance. Shouts and battle cries ringing through the air. The area already seemingly swarmed with people looking for them. She hadn't anticipated that, but it doesn't slow her down any. Jude's voice briefly distracts her with a familiar taunt, pulling her from the mounting distress.]
D-Don't say that, or I'm gonna start overthinking it! How about you just try to keep up with me?
[She teases him, pulling him along with her a little harder. Her clumsiness is generally due to trying too hard or not paying attention, it's true. But the overthinking usually does her in. It won't this time, though, because it's the farthest thing from her mind. Right now she's just trying to put distance between them and the soldiers she can hear all around them.
None of which have spotted them, or seem to be aware of where they are. Their shouting suggests as much, but their efforts don't let up either. Just how many soldiers have they sent for just two, innocent people? It seems excessive, and she can practically feel their anger permeating the woods around them. They want Romeo- they want Jude, but she doesn't care who he is to them, they're not getting him.
The dense foliage works in their favour, obscuring them from their sights, but it also works against them, creating some noise. Dry branches and leaves snap and crunch beneath their pounding footsteps. Her lungs feel like they're at their limit as they continue their escape, panting as she runs. Luckily nothing as loud as the soldiers voices, but were any nearby then that would be a huge problem...
Little by little Jude's hand feels normal with each passing minute, hopefully the pain is subsiding in the same way. How long can they keep running? How much longer till they are safe? The woods seem as endless as the rage of the soldiers attempting to encroach upon them.]
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D-Don't say that, or I'm gonna start overthinking it! How about you just try to keep up with me?
[She teases him, pulling him along with her a little harder. Her clumsiness is generally due to trying too hard or not paying attention, it's true. But the overthinking usually does her in. It won't this time, though, because it's the farthest thing from her mind. Right now she's just trying to put distance between them and the soldiers she can hear all around them.
None of which have spotted them, or seem to be aware of where they are. Their shouting suggests as much, but their efforts don't let up either. Just how many soldiers have they sent for just two, innocent people? It seems excessive, and she can practically feel their anger permeating the woods around them. They want Romeo- they want Jude, but she doesn't care who he is to them, they're not getting him.
The dense foliage works in their favour, obscuring them from their sights, but it also works against them, creating some noise. Dry branches and leaves snap and crunch beneath their pounding footsteps. Her lungs feel like they're at their limit as they continue their escape, panting as she runs. Luckily nothing as loud as the soldiers voices, but were any nearby then that would be a huge problem...
Little by little Jude's hand feels normal with each passing minute, hopefully the pain is subsiding in the same way. How long can they keep running? How much longer till they are safe? The woods seem as endless as the rage of the soldiers attempting to encroach upon them.]