juvenile delinquent

❝You know, we’d probably stand more of a chance if we had more people on our side? ❞ Fetch pointed out, it’s undeniable that they’d be able to take out the D.U.P.S with hardly any trouble at all, but more people and/or Conduits on their side couldn’t help. It sure would make the whole thing a lot easier. When Fetch escaped Eugene went with her, not all the way though, just far enough where no one say them, they then parted their separate ways. She hadn’t had any type of contact with him since. She only had an idea of where he could of gone, but then again, Seattle was in no way small. He could be anywhere by now. Who knew if he was even still in Seattle? ❝I may be able to help you with that.❞

“Any type of help would be awesome, in truth. I’m just telling you that my brother? He may get a little pissy.” Delsin snorted at the mention of his brother, but hey.... at least he wasn’t lying.

“Oh I can do ‘quick’. Pick a spot, I’ve got over here.” Reggie was going to be so pissed at him but it’ll so be worth it.

“I like the way you think lil bro. Pass me the colors from the bag and let’s get crackin’.”

“When he’s not home I’ll sneak you out. Now… Do we have any plans for this bad boy? I’m thinking lots of blue.”

“You can’t go to jail dork, you’re too young. He’ll probably just ground you.”

“Probably. Most definitely. But don’t worry buddy, I’ll protect you if mean ol’ nasty Reg decides to ruin our fun.”

Despite Fetch’s instinctive notion to distrust everyone and everything, she couldn’t help but think that this guy was telling the truth, or at least, a fraction of it. Though she was still slightly skeptical of him she allowed him to speak. A flicker of desolation took over her face as he brought up her past, though she was quick to shake it off as if it hadn’t happened. The pink haired girl simply shrugged. ❝Yeah…❞ Was all she had managed to say.

❝About?❞ Fetch inquired

“Just trying to plan my next course of action. Taking on all the DUPs and to add on to it with the people and drug dealers is quite a task.” Delsin sighed messing with the hem of his beanie as he tried to work out his plan.

“Can’t help it, especially when you’re vague as hell.”

“Still don’t like it, but alright.”

Fetch sighed softly to herself. Immediately she knew where this was going. ❝ So, that’s all you want? Help with getting at Augistine? Nothing else? ❞ Fetch couldn’t help her natural scepticism, she had allowed herself to be used so many times that by this point she was use to people asking favors of her and trying to take advantage of her. Fetch turned to stare at the individual as she noticed he had stopped in his tracks, approaching him, she inquired, ❝ Why’d you stop? ❞

“I don’t like the sound of that…what happened?”