All the world is a stage, except the people in it... [Cameo]

How is anyone suppose to memorize all this crap? Pages and pages upon rules, and different things that can occur, specific ways to handle each situation. Though in the long run it seems like Peacekeepers deal with everything the same way; how'm ever the frack they want. This is all part of the brainwashing though, if only Vy had a large enough brain for them to wash. Unfortunately Brittany has taken the majority of her book smarts and replaced it with career smarts. One would think it's not going to be much of a difference given all fallout careers-ones never given the chance to volunteer- more often then not become a PK. Obviously not the complete case. With a frustrated shove she gives up on the damn book, deciding to enjoy the moment of silence as her room's empty of chicks thankfully.

A knock soon enough interrupts it all. "Come in." Vy calls out as she pulls the text back in front of her to appear like she was actually doing something meaningful. "Cadet Pryce, you have a phone call for a family emergency." Immediately her expression becomes worried. Last time she was told this it was Kyanite and the Jins incident. And if it's not her, then it's Brittany which is not at all better. Without another word she's double timing it to the phone room, going straight to the one always open for these emergency calls. "Hey, what's going on?" She gets straight to the point as soon as the cold plastic reaches her ear, leaving it open to whom ever it is.

"Vy..." Her voice comes across very much in a panic. "Someone called from the school... wanting to know about Jeran... I mean it was all casual at first and all, but.. I think something is wrong. Jeran hung up on me... Either he's in trouble.. or someone we once knew was." It's Kyanite, which is absolutely no relief, and now the addition of Jeran...and him being in trouble? That's not possible. More importantly, what was Vy suppose to do about this? She's already in a hole according to this place. As always she has to help in any way she can though, these irresistible Ruzes always doing this to her.

"Why? What's going on Ky?" There's obviously no time to get the full story, but she can't walk in completely blind. So she goes completely silent despite her racing heart that's a result from the smallest idea that Jeran's in some kind of trouble. Last time this happened it was because of her, and she did nothing to try to stop it. Now's her chance to make up for that.

"I don't know... I didn't even get to talk to Jeran. As soon as I got him to answer, they came to get him. I don't know what's going on, Vy... why is he in trouble? Why are they interrogating him?" Kyanite explains and makes Vy completely speechless. Interrogating him? Wait what? Her heart stops for a second before quickly picking up even faster then before. There's no way he's done anything to deserve this. There's an urgency to simply drop the phone and head towards the only place this can be happening, but she knows she can't do that to Kyanite.

"I'm going to go find out what's happening, okay?" She reassures to the best of her ability. What her presents will do she's unsure, but she has to at least try. "I'll call you back in a bit." With that she hangs up and rushes to the one area she's always avoided, the interrogation center. Her mind's racing as fast as her feet, consumed with fear of what she's going to find. The usually packed hallway is completely abandoned as it often is when an actual interrogation is taking place. She moves with even more speed as she's clouded with fear on what's going on. Once around the corner that familiar structure of Jeran comes into view, and she slows down her pace in order to catch her breath before reaching him.

Protectively he steps in front of the entrance as if to guard whom ever's inside, but Vy has no interest in helping anyone but him. "Are you..." She tries to ask if he's okay, but a horrible scream prevents her from doing so. Automatically she can piece together what's going on. The friend Kyanite was talking about is the one in trouble. And by the looks of it Jeran has somehow failed in his own helping responsibility. Just like Vy he has no power in this situation though, the higher ranks do. A hand goes to his shoulder, a physical gesture of her disapproval on what he's planning, but not to completely stop him. He's an adult, he can make his own decisions. Just as she can express her own opinion.

"Then don't." Vy advices with a tone filled with concern. "Whatever just happened, i'm sure she's fessing up whatever information they were asking for." The best and only comfort she thinks might possibly work is given. It's easy to tell the gender from the pitch of that scream, even if a boy's name was addressed to be the friend they just heard. "You don't need any strikes against you." Interrupting a higher rank at work will certainly get anyone booted. "Come on." She nudges her head towards the direction she came in hopes he'll follow. She doesn't know who's in there, another scream may very well be on it's way. And if that happens, she's positive nothing will hold back Jeran. Best bet is to get him out of here, she has to protect the ones the she knows and cares about.

Was Vy being selfish? There's a female in the other room that just let out a breath stopping scream. But whom ever it is, is obviously on the criminal side. Where Jeran and Vy stand, is on the opposite side. They're obligated to think the Peacekeeper in there is doing the right thing, even if their hearts tell them otherwise. If the girl in there is smart, she'll give in to the requests. But that's not anything they have control over. Vy has no reason in intruding and stoping whatever was happening, just to get kicked out herself. Her job was in making sure Jeran was okay and out of the line of fire. Which is exactly what she's going to do. Luckily it's not too hard as he quickly agrees in getting out of here. Well, that's when the difficult task arrives as he bolts out like the place was on fire.

Before she even has a chance to get a word in he's racing down the hall, and of course she's instinctively following him with as much speed as she has. One would say he was running from a ghost with as fast as he continues to go. But Vy's eyes stay trained on him as she doesn't lose his trail. It's times like this she has to give a little thanks to Brittany as being in shape always comes in handy. The entire time her mind stays upon Jeran though. Her fear that he was being the one interrogated, and how she wouldn't of been able to stay out of that room if it was him. Why is that? The few occasions they've shared together? Without even realizing it she's created a deep care for him. Guys come and go in her life, always being no more then a one night stand. And the one she's unable to sleep with is the one she'll do anything to protect. The irony is unexplainable.

One thing for sure is Vy is awfully grateful to see Jeran hiding behind that wall. Certain he's not running into oblivion as she would of spotted him again by now. Once again she slows down her pace as she's fully aware heavy breathing is hardly attractive at a time like now. Well at least they're no longer near the interrogation room, that's a step up. They do need to talk though, which is exactly why she approaches him quietly. Studying his leaning head against that tall wall they've climbed far too many times. In the saddest way he almost looks defeated. So much running through his mind, and she hates that she can already tell that without any words confirming it. Whom ever was in there, he really cares about. And for some reason the fact that it's a female, truly bugs her.

Hands clasp his shoulders before a concerned expression meets his gaze. "Hey..." Vy whispers out, unsure what to say. All she knows is he's not running away this time, and slowly she brings her hands back to her side after they run down his arms. "What happened" She asks with assumption that's a best place to start, still completely in the dark on what's even going on.

Exactly what Vy didn't want, yet completely what is to be expected, occurs. Jeran has no interest in being around someone after whatever just occurred. Thing is, she's too stubborn to simply accept that. After this extremely long chase, the call, and that scream, in a way she has a right to know. It's not even about that though as she wants to be there for him more then anything else. She's not leaving, and her feet don't budge in the least. Luckily after a moment he changes his mind and asks for her not to leave, completely opposing what he just said. "Wasn't planning on it." She informs as she moves to lean against the wall herself. Clearly she has no interest in leaving. Even if a lot of shit obviously just went down, she's here for him. No reasoning is needed.

An explanation is finally given, in complete detail or not. With the fact it just happened, Vy has no intentions of discovering the entire story within one event. She's not quite sure that she even wants to find out the entire truth at any point. Either way the facts are given, and for the first bit she finds herself a bit envious of this girl that just screamed. Of course she wouldn't want to be in her position, but the idea that Jeran completely relied solely on her at one point? It's unknowingly-untill now-something that Vy's always wanted. None the less a bit of relief strikes with the information that they haven't seen each other in ten years. They were childhood friends, and given there last occasion things aren't coming back together well. Why would anyone stay away from Jeran for ten years? Especially after making such an impact. Already she has dislike for whom ever this girl is, for more reasons then one.

Like a lot of times today Vy's at a lose for words. There's an internal debate on whether she should stand up for this supposedly friend, or tell Jeran he's better off without her. The complete story has yet to be told, and she's still unsure on what's going on. "Guessing you didn't get them." She states the obvious as she watches the ropes swing from Jeran's force. She catches it before it can hit her shoulder that's using the wall as support. Eyes staring upon the back that tempted to walk away. Clearly it's the last thing she wants, though her voice doesn't vocalize that. It's an unspoken relief when he turns around to continue with their conversation.

Something that Vy could never predict comes from Jeran's lips. Him being seen as someone terrible, and the lovely Ruze name being scolded. From her point of view she's only truly gotten to know him and his sister, two amazing people that deserve nothing but the best. Still something inside her tells her this person didn't mean what she was saying. Even if she doesn't want to believe it. "I'm sure she didn't mean it." Vy goes with her gut on what she says next. "They have crazy torturing methods. It was probably just a test to make you a better peacekeeper." She gives the best explanation she can think of, only wanting to make her friend feel better. Willing to do say anything it takes to make that happen. "If it's been ten years, you don't know what's happened to your friend." It truly kills her to stand up for someone that might very well take Jeran away from her, but she has to.

Only weeks ago the only person that mattered to Vy was Brooklyn. Everyone else was nothing to her, just as it's been her entire life. Now though? Everything has changed and she's unsure how to approach it. Nothing has prepared her for this, even if every child should have been. She wasn't raised that ordinary way though, and she's faced with the challenge of what's right and wrong. That sort of lesson should of been learned long ago, but it's not that she's debating it. What seems right to her is protecting the ones close to her, and that's exactly what she plans to do. Well if she come up with a plan to begin with. For now listening to what he has to say seems to be the most logical solution. The more information she's given though, the more everything becomes confusing. Her goal wasn't to be right. How is she suppose to reply to that?

"There has to be more to this." Is the only thing she can come up with. Still she's clueless on what exactly happened, let alone on how she's going to help. It's quite clear though as Jeran needs emotional support currently. An investigation they have no control over has no purpose. Ears willing to listen just might do some good though. So Vy remains quiet once again as she happily listens to his problems. They had no right in bringing him into a personal interrogation, they'd never do that to someone of a higher rank. Why not leave it to someone else that has no attachment? It feels wrong, though expressing that will do no good. As sickening as it is she has to give him a reasoning that they would want.

"Well it doesn't seem like he got the information from just words." As much as it hurts she points out the blunt truth. The person he was dealing with, friend or not, has quite a hard head. Partially the reason why Vy can relate so well. That part she won't mention though. All she can do now is make Jeran feel better, and obviously higher tactics had to be used. He has no fault in any of this. For some reason she finds herself protecting both him and the one she doesn't know, and he notices without hesitation.

Suddenly the tides have turned as Jeran is suddenly not too pleased to see her. Asking whether Vy would of done anything differently if faced with this situation. "I don't know." She answers honestly since she's only recently been given people she cares about. Of course Brooklyn has been there for over two years now, but she's completely out of the picture currently given she's only a toddler. What she did back there, giving the slightest nudge that he shouldn't go into the room, was out of automatic concern. Would she of done otherwise with more informed? She doesn't know. And honestly it doesn't really matter given they're here now. What she did was because of him, and nothing more.

"Yeah, that's because i've taken to you Jeran." She admits the truth. Whether it slipped out, or was a result of the only thing she had left to say, she doesn't want to know. It came out, and there's no taking it back. "I don't want you to get hurt." Is the only way she can explain from all of this, completely unsure herself. As difficult as it is she remains eye contact as much as he'll allow. "That's why I pulled you away."

Silence. Sometimes it can be a much desired sound, and other times it's the worst. Because thoughts can easily run rampage within this calmness, and for someone like Vy it's a horrible thing. At a time like this especially just to make matters even worse. Did she really just said that to Jeran? That she's taken to him to, as if her word choices couldn't get any better. How stupid is she? To say it like that, and to even admit in the first place. A feeling she didn't even know she held herself, now completely out in the open. Smart move, Vy. And to watch Jeran's reaction, well how else does the regret set in. His gaze fully upon the wall as if he was ready to run away from it all, and why shouldn't he? She wouldn't blame him.

Those eyes finally return back to her and she lets go of the breath she was unknowingly holding. As much as she wouldn't be surprised to see him dart up that wall as fast as he left the interrogation room, she was still hoping he wouldn't. Baffled look and all she's just happy he doesn't hate her. With how things ended the last time they were around one another, he has every right to. Something tells her he doesn't though. The gentler expression, quick change of topic, after everything that just happened. That girl in the interrogation room, who's not smart enough to give Jeran the time of day, doesn't deserve it herself. After what Vy did when faced with Strong, she doesn't either, but just maybe she can make up for it. His childhood friend didn't take her chance, but Vy still has hers.

An explanation becomes her test to make up for what she's done. Not really a strong suit of her's, though it is something she's willing to give a try. Her entire life she was taught to never give excuses, then again that's not really what Jeran's looking for either. When it came to getting caught she became mute, and there's no perfect reason to why that happened. She knew whatever she said would only dig them a deeper hole. Shut up and go with the punishment, just as she's always been taught. Except for now, where the only thing that will get her out of this is unfortunately talking. And of course it's also when she finds herself speechless once again. Why is it only these damn Ruzes that can do this to her?

Standing in close proximities with someone is at least one of her strong suits. Intimidation joining in at the times needed most, which is apparently not currently according to her heart. Luckily the wall helps with that tall stance since her stupid feelings won't allow for more. The only thing it's accepting is for the truth to actually slip from her lips for a change. "You're the first guy I've never wanted to play." She admits in all honesty, wanting nothing more then to embrace the one in front of her, though her hesitation holds her back. He's at least the first male, and that's a lot more then anyone else has ever received from the Blonde with an assumably cold heart.

"I didn't want to make it any worse, or obviously I would of said a lot." The smallest laugh escapes in spite of herself as her eyes travel down. How odd that she followed him out here for a completely different reason, and this is what they're talking about now. "I'm sorry." Another thing hardly used be her, though she's willing to give anything a try.

Is that how Jeran sees her currently? A player. Much worse has been throwing her way, cutting even deeper with the truth from the friends she had before. Yet it's not until now that she hears words that actually effect the beast. She shouldn't care what he thinks of her, just as it's like for anyone else. But then, she wouldn't be here if that was the case. Her head wouldn't be quickly turning to the side as if to block off what he's saying. Eyes finally falling upon the hand that has her clasped, though they're both fully aware she could easily leave if she wanted to. And so could he. But neither are. "Yeah." She confirms as much as the accusation stings her, her gaze returning to him.

The purpose behind this is made clear to her with Jeran's expression. He's not mad at her. Well, he is, but that's not the source of his current anger. It's an alternative. These questions, that face desperate for honesty. Whatever happened in that room, he wasn't successful, and he's hoping now's going to be different. And though this has never been a trait of Vy's before, her only objective is to make him feel better. The truth is what he wants, and that's exactly what she gives as she explains herself. Vision staying trained on him as if waiting for an approval within his eyes. Confirmation that that was what he was asking for. Only a look of disappointment follows, forming a weak smile upon Vy's face as if to gesture 'she gave it her all.' Even when his hand raises she doesn't flinch from his beautiful eyes, where ever they're staring off to.

He still doesn't get it, and she shouldn't expect him to. Letting him defend them while she remained quiet was wrong and far from her nature. But the thing is, it already happened. Nothing's going to change that... There is a slimmer of chance left, and Vy gives it her all with an apology. Using a word she's been taught to ban from her vocabulary. Jeran's worth it though, and she can only hope that he'll accept this. Focus finally dropping down as if she was folding her cards. That's all she has left, and the ball's fully in his court. Her heart dropping down along with her eyes. She has no clue what to predict, and she nearly doesn't want to find out at all. This is life though, and she has to.

Feels like time stands still. Like Vy got her wish, and she's going to stay paused with her vision upon the floor. Words finally release her mentally as if a backpack stuffed with bricks was finally taken off of her shoulders. That sweet Jeran emerges like a light switch, and his soothing voice tells her not to be sorry. That he was only mad. It's not that easy, but that is a huge relief nonetheless. And of course she has no reason to argue against it. If he wants her to speak up next time she will, though they hopefully won't have to get caught again...which also implies. That amazing feeling of his body against hers overtakes her, with the wall adding that much more to the closeness; and luckily giving her a nice stretch to help with height and return of that Vy spark.

As much as she wants to engulf in this moment, her eyes scan through their surrounding. Completely empty line of forest in front of them, large wall blocking them from everything else. Her mind snaps back as their eyes meet again, only inches apart from each other this time around. The smell of his minty breath twirling with the oxygen that enters her nose. Far to quickly his lips come and go from her's, making her head depart from the wall as if to chase for more. Leaving her craving for more, and her heart racing with anticipation.



"Do I have to?" She questions with a hint of that humorous Vy coming out. Hands trailing up to Jeran's shoulder for the smallest grip to pull him back. She has always been one to take what she wants once it's reachable, and obviously he finally is. What she's exactly doing, she's completely unsure. But what she wants is to kiss him, and that's exactly what she does.

Why not? Well Vy has always found herself to be better at physical communication rather then verbal. Whether it's kicking someone's ass, or kissing someone's lips. Up until now that last part was all out of lust though, meaningless lust. This? This is completely different. Feeling Jeran's body up against hers somehow means a lot more then any guy before. Perhaps it's the fact they've been interrupted so many times, or the boys before don't compare; which either way they really don't. All in all she finds her heart thumping, and even butterflies within her stomach as she stays inseparable from his lips in particular. How she knows he's certainly unlike any guys previous, her love for this moment without any concern if more will even happen. His embrace and touch so special compared to the silly boys in her past. That strong push only intriguing her more.

Every placement he decides to make has Vy's heart racing faster and faster. Out here in the open no more then kissing can occur, but damn is it a rush. And Jeran's also quite satisfied with his approval that has enough's been said. Seems like whatever test he was putting her through, she passed. Well now that's a first. She completely agrees as she decides her words will do no good anyways, but this kissing sure is. Hands traveling from his shoulders to behind his neck like a necklace. Far too soon he pulls away suddenly, luckily only a couple of inches where her grip still remains laced together.

A light chuckle escapes from Vy's lips as she hears Jeran's reasoning for pulling away. She can't lie, for a second she was worried that something else had snapped into his head. That he was hopping this was that girl Charlie, and he unfortunately came to the realization. But that is not it at all, and he questions what should really be rhetorical. "Don't you think I'd of kicked your ass by now if it wasn't?" She asks in return with a shake of her head, the rest of her giggles fading away after her last word. This is Vy, she's not the type to allow someone to take advantage in any situation.

"Oh, darn." Vy jokes back as she's reminded they're not supposed to be doing this. Breaking the rules is awfully fun though. That very delightful grip is loosened and she grows slightly concerned things are coming to an end. Still lips reconnect with hers and she very gratefully takes them. With the hold being taken away she finds it easy to flip things-relatively-as she does have to give it a lot more work then she expected against his muscles. What fun is it kissing in one position though? They can take turns. Her fingers moving from being attached to the wall now behind him. Feet arching on tippy toes to never depart from his amazing lips.

After soaking in the moment for a bit, she has to finally pull apart as much as she hates it. Who knows when someone's going to come train, and they sure as hell aren't getting caught again. "We can't repeat history." Vy explains even with how dreadful it is. "I'll see you this weekend." She doesn't even ask and simply assumes, a wink joining in as if the handshake to their deal. Slowly but surely she pulls her body away from him, despite the magnet feeling telling her to stay. Without another word she's off, because she knows fully well she won't be able to hold back if she doesn't.

Without a second thought Vy heads straight for the phone room, and luckily a couple are empty. "Hey, Ky?" She calls immediately, questioning who it is though she doubts anyone else would pick up. Jeran's not home, and her father's probably at work. And as predicted that familiar voice answers the line. "Jeran's okay." Is the first thing she has to address and reassure, already knowing she'll be leaving out some details. "I don't know anything about your friend though. I'm sorry, I hope she's okay." Should probably leave out the scream as well. With everything that Ky's going through, she really only needs immediate issues. Her brother's doing fine, and from what she's gathered Charlie's not the best kind of friend. So only good information shall be given.