@pyrogram:Well, I'm not new to writing. For the most part I was worried about responding accurately to others and imagined it was a bigger hurdle than it actually was. Just as well the site seemed a little overwhelming and I had no idea where to start. Asking for help seemed like as good a place as any.
@the_last_arashikage: Heather nodded a went off to the left. She gave the tent a wide birth as she headed around to the back. She came up to a bush and crouched down, pressing two her fingers down on the ground as she spied out at the tent. The security was rather underwhelming, with only one guard posted at the rear end of the tent. She realized she shouldn't have expected much more given it was just some workers family. Heather got up from the bush and began to flank the guard from the right side. As she began to get within a few meters of him, she broke out into a sprint. As the guard realized the situation, gun rising up while pivoting towards her, Heather ducked down and swiftly brushed her hands against the armour over his stomach. Without pause, the man flew over towards the bush as if he'd been grabbed by some ghostly hand. He let out a quiet gasp as he hit the ground where Heather had planted her fingers before. Knowing he'd be stuck there for quite some time, Heather made her way into the tent. She was greeted by the sight three grown men tied up by their hands and feet and gagged. Granted, not what she was expecting, but who was she to judge."Hey." She whispered, getting their attention."Your husband sent me here to save you... Or father. Brother?" She shook her head and quickly fanned away the thought with her hand "Never mind, we'll sort that out later on the boat or whatever you're escaping with. Y'know your fatherbrother doesn't like to elaborate on his plans. Is that a thing with him? Well I guess you can't really answer that, being gagged and all. Well I'm kind of on a time limit since I alerted that guard. Oh, Uncle! Is he your uncle? Grandfather? Okay right, let me just get these ropes off of you guys."
@the_last_arashikage: Heather nodded a went off to the left. She gave the tent a wide birth as she headed around to the back. She came up to a bush and crouched down, pressing two her fingers down on the ground as she spied out at the tent. The security was rather underwhelming, with only one guard posted at the rear end of the tent. She realized she shouldn't have expected much more given it was just some workers family. Heather got up from the bush and began to flank the guard from the right side. As she began to get within a few meters of him, she broke out into a sprint. As the guard realized the situation, gun rising up while pivoting towards her, Heather ducked down and swiftly brushed her hands against the armour over his stomach. Without pause, the man flew over towards the bush as if he'd been grabbed by some ghostly hand. He let out a quiet gasp as he hit the ground where Heather had planted her fingers before. Knowing he'd be stuck there for quite some time, Heather made her way into the tent. She was greeted by the sight three grown men tied up by their hands and feet and gagged. Granted, not what she was expecting, but who was she to judge. "Hey." She whispered, getting their attention."Your husband sent me here to save you... Or father. Brother?" She shook her head and fanned away the thought with her hand "Never mind, we'll sort that out later on the boat or whatever we're escaping with. Y'know your fatherbrother doesn't like to elaborate on his plans. Is that a thing with him? Yeah, let me just get these ropes off of you guys."
@the_last_arashikage: She waited the hour. In the meantime she paced back and fourth, mulling over what she could do. She could go along with it and save his family, or take him down herself, even find whatever authority there was on the island and arrest them. As the time approached she had made her choice.
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