Aiden & Sophiea RP shit

I probably have to rephrase the rules.

No joke rps
No romance rps
Etc

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*Koran clicks on his radio, attempting to talk to his bosses at the Serpents Hand agency.*

Koran Torris: "Alright, where are the targets, you said...?"

(If you don't know, the Serpents Hand are basically people who want to free anomalies and reveal them to the world, against the SCP Foundation but also can work as a spy just to see how other people of interest are.)

*they enter the building and walked up to the boss*

Aiden: hey boss, oh I think there’s something in your ear *does the ear magic trick and shows the Diamo* ah we got it

Sophiea: we completed our work for the day, that gives us a raise innit

Boss: ofc it is, you two are really lucky together. I bet you’ve been close together mhm?

Aiden: no no, we don’t go that far, just partners as spies

Sophiea: yea, partners as spies. Mhm

*Koran walks to an area near them, but not in their direct line of view.*

Boss: ha, sure you are. *place it in some safety case* well that’s probably it, you can go out or go to our bar down there.

Aiden: off to the bar to hit some shots and that *walks to the bar*

Sophiea: *sighs then follows Aiden*

*Koran goes over to the two after a few minutes, acting like a different person.*

Koran Torris: “Hey.. do ya’ll have anything that could help me…?”

Aiden: yea, is it help for getting a better disguise

Sophiea: nah I think he needs the way to find the exit

Koran Torris: “No, it’s this.”

*He shows his shoulder which is still bleeding.*

Aiden: *fetches a bandage and wraps it on Koran’s shoulder* It should stop it bleeding

Sophiea: *puts an vitamin up his mouth* that should stop it hurting

Koran Torris: "Thank you. Now what the hell are you guys doing this time?"

Aiden: we’re just doing our mission

Koran Torris: "...What mission...?"

Sophiea: top private things you wouldn’t care about, what were you doing?

Koran Torris: "Same thing you said, except I could probably let you join who I was working for."

Both: negative
Aiden: we do stuff only with me and my partner

Koran Torris: "Yeah yeah yeah. Anywho, why the hell did you steal that diamond or whatever."

Sophiea: honestly idrk, even if we do, we still won’t say anything

Koran Torris: "So you yourself aren't even told why you do it? Damn, at least my organization has motivations."

Aiden: pardon me you fat little c**t?

Koran Torris: "First off, calm down. Second off, our motivations are different for why we'd do something like that."

Sophiea: *pushes Aiden away* really that’s *looks at Aiden angrily* pretty nice

Koran Torris: "Yeah. And pro tip, if you're gonna do spy work, put on a different costume when you go out. I spotted you from far away and I've seen you once."

Sophiea: oh really, I think we would think about that, you can run off now unless you have more to say

Koran Torris: "Yeah yeah."

*He just walks away and towards a... weird location. Not a place you think you'd see someone go.*

Sophiea: *to Aiden* the f**k was that for
Aiden: it’s that he’s going somewhere else
Sophiea: and?
Aiden: and I’m following him *leaves*
Sophiea: bloody hell *drinks a bit and follows Aiden*

*As they follow him, they seem to be going to a really closed off place… and Koran pulls out a phone, typing in a number.*

Aiden: *brings out binoculars*

*After typing in the number, a door opens. There seems to be a weird looking... portal like structure?*

Sophiea: *notices* huh…

*A few seconds after he enters it, it starts to close off.*

Aiden: weird isn’t it?
Sophiea: yea I guess

*The portal seems to glitch out...? while closing off, and it stays open...*

Aiden: *opens the door to a big hallway then fires the grappling hook to the top windows, successfully hooking on the edge of the roof*

*Koran runs over as fast as he can to try and hold them back from grappling away.*

Sophiea: *shoots at him*
*the grappling launched both of them out the roof*

*A bullet hits Koran in his shoulder, and he fires back.*

Koran Torris: "F**kers-"

*the bullet tore a bit of Aiden’s TrOwSuRs 🇬🇧*

*Koran runs out of ammo, quickly reloading and continuing to fire.*

*they made it to the roof*
Aiden: we did it
Sophiea: now we go to our boss and retrieve it back

*Koran starts to step back, walking over somewhere else and holstering his pistol.*

Koran Torris: "F**kin hell..."

*He clicks his radio.*

Koran Torris: "Need a medic, please..."

*some time later*
Aiden: we made it, now let’s bring out the Diamo

Sophiea: yep

*Koran walked by the area they were at, his shoulder still bleeding.*

Koran Torris: "Is that..."

Aiden: *makes a cash register sound “cha-ching”*
Sophiea: I think we should head back to the-
Aiden: nah we’re going over here *walks to the portal*
Sophiea: Aiden… motherf**ker *follows Aiden*

*The portal seems to lead to a weird looking place...? It seems to be an entrance to a library, and right above the door, it's labeled "The Wanderer's Library".*

Aiden: a library
Sophiea: yea

*The portal starts to repair itself, and it starts to close again.*

Aiden: *notices* Ofc

*It eventually fully closes off, cutting off Aiden and Sophiea from seeing or following anything in there.*

Sophiea: you just had to bring us into this?

Aiden: *aims the Diamo then shoots his grappling hook out, it successfully hit the Diamo*

*Koran looks a bit panicked at that and runs over, loading his gun.*

Koran Torris: "HEY!"

Sophiea: *opens the door* quick
*the grappling hook lashes back to Aiden*
Aiden: I got it *grabs the Diamo and runs off*
Sophiea: *follows Aiden*

*Koran pulls out his pistol and fires a bullet at them.*

Koran Torris: "STOP THERE!"

Aiden: nah you stop
Sophiea: tell him Aiden

Koran Torris: "Tell me what, huh?"

Aiden: *to Koran* you heard me! *to Sophiea* hop on in

Sophiea: *nods and jumps on Aiden’s back like a piggy ride*

Aiden: *runs faster*

Koran Torris: "The f**k-"

*He takes aim again and shoots at them with a few more rounds.*

Sophiea: *shoots back*
Aiden: *loads the grappling hook*

*A bullet whizzes by Koran as he takes cover and continues to fire.*

Koran Torris: "Cmon..."