Orlando took Wilson by the arm and led him back to the truck. "Wait here." He said soothingly. Orlando grabbed a gag from the back and went back over to the kid. "Now then, as you're going to be so obstannant..." He grabbed the others face, digging his fingers into his cheeks to get him to unlock his jaw allowing Orlando to slip the gag in.
*Wilson is very uncomfortable with having his arm touched, but does wait at the truck like he was already planning on doing*
It was difficult as the young man has a strong bite force, but with enough time and pressure he was soon gaged. Though he continued to stare angrily at Orlando.
Orlando smiled down at him. Picking him up by his arms and hauling him into a coffin enclosure for transportation in the back. After a moment's thought he grabbed the kid's bike, latching it onto the roof. It might get covered in dust and maybe a few bugs, but it was better than leaving it out for someone to find right? And it could be used for leverage against him.
Orlando hopped into the front seat next to Wilson. "I think it would be best to wait before we go after your friend." He said. "We head back to headquarters now and we can get a nice hot meal. Would you like that?" He asked, smiling warmly.
Orlando hopped into the front seat next to Wilson. "I think it would be best to wait before we go after your friend." He said. "We head back to headquarters now and we can get a nice hot meal. Would you like that?" He asked, smiling warmly.
"A. A good meal would be nice. Will the other person be able to get one to?"
"He'll be fed too. Don't worry." Orlando neglected to mention that he would probably be fed drugs and interrogated to obtain all that he knew.
He started up the truck and proceeded to head back from where they had once come, the Facility.
He started up the truck and proceeded to head back from where they had once come, the Facility.
*Wilson is more ok with this answer, ready to try and not think about it to much during the trip* *he doesn't have any questions for Orlando at the moment, though he kind of Hopes that Orlando might have some Nice questions for him to help take his mind off things*
Orlando drove on, glancing sideways at Wilson. "You doing okay, buddy?"
"just... trying to think positive. everything is going to be ok for everyone."
"Of course it will be." He said smiling, reaching over to pat Wilson on the knee.
*Gulp* "umm. maybe... please don't touch me... It makes me uncomfortable..."
"Of course. My apologies." He put casually put both hands back on the steering wheel.
*Wilson would not continue to talk if you didn't, so getting where you were headed might likely be able to happen without event*
Orlando drove quietly, oblivious to the other's uncomfortableness.
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