palace rp

(no, how can you read too much?!

 

(I said too much old English not too much reading )

 

??: -knocks Jacob to the floor- if you wanna see Pamela alive it would be in your best interest to be quiet

 

Jacob: erm... I'm not the one you need to be talking to about pamella*notices several knives concealed on the man*

 

(words are words)

 

??: like I care

Me: -still unconscious-

 

Jacob: well, I think you should talk to someone else. I'm 10.

 

Jacob: and I don't know what I'm doing** do if I negotiate with you whatever I promise you will most likely never be whateverthewordis

 

Jacob: and that's why*takes a life and slits the guys throaght* you don't talk to a 10 yr old*breaks of into a run looking for Sal*

 

-I groan in pain-

 

(*knife)
Jacob: sal!! Help! *thinks* there will be more. What now

 

-I wake up n bang on the cell door- it's locked!!

 

Luke: hmm, what's that? Ugh. I'll go see*walks down to dungeon*. Pamella! Are you ok!*lets her out*

 

Luke!!! -hugs him- sorta.....-there is a cut on my arm-

 

Luke: ok, I'll get you to the infirmary, what happened?

 

Well...I came down here and someone knocked me out...I don't know who they were

 

Luke: ok, we are almost there, do you know where they went?

 

No -looks down-

 

I'm sorry I can't help you more

 

Luke: *kisses her forehead* you couldn't have helped me more, you did your best, and isn't that the best you can do?