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ems • 5 February 2013 at 12:26 AM
@cynder5--Storm frowned as the girl approached her. "I found my explanation funny. I would reconsider challenging me, if that's what you're doing. I am much more powerful than you know." She growled, flexing her claws.
kurochi-akuma • 5 February 2013 at 1:35 AM
@cynder5 @ems @aizel @poptarts--As Damien was walking down the various hallways in the building, he saw the dark clouds that started to cover the city(town?) through an open window. His eyes narrowed at the weird discovery. It wasn't normal. Not for this type of city anyways.He stood there and watched it for a bit, unaware that he was outside the cell of the oddling Victor.
aizel • 5 February 2013 at 1:48 AM
@jemmie--Faintly overhearing the small shuffle coming from the cell nearest to hers, Avery approached to peek inside to find a girl drenched in tears. It wasn't anything she would be moved by, but the sight made her raise an eyebrow."Why're you crying? Hungry or something...?" she wondered, crouching down beside the cell and extending a tray of food over nonchalantly.-@kurochi-akuma-noticing the guard standing in front of his cell, Victor raised an eyebrow in a way similar to what Avery had done. He didn't feel afraid or geniunely worried, but surprised Damien wasn't patrolling. He slung himself lazily over the bars. "Good morning." he greeted dully, sticking his head through the bars and resting his chin on the edge of the barred cell door. "Aren't you bored, always patrolling and all that?"
jemmie • 5 February 2013 at 7:52 AM
@aizelNoise.Fiona looked up immediately. "Thanks," she said in a hushed tone. She managed a teary smile as she started to eat."Are we ever going to get out?" Fiona asked, after eating and getting herself together. "I mean, seriously. This place sucks! No soccer field."
aizel • 5 February 2013 at 2:08 PM
@jemmie-Managing a small smile, Avery crouched down and stood there throughout Fiona's meal. Leaning slightly on the bars, she looked at the girl. She was crying... Not that it was a big deal, Avery had seen more tears than one could count in their lifetime, but even after all this time, the sight of a crying innocent girl or boy, scentenced to a life in a prison they did not deserve, was always heartbreaking.Fiona's words snapped her out of her thoughts. Instantly, she let out a small sigh, a sad smile on her face."Small chance... With Dame, that grumpy person over there," she paused to point at Damien. "you're not going anywhere soon... Might not be the best of places to live, but it'll become better once you get the hang of things. Especially staying alive." she raised an eyebrow at that, emphasizing her point. "Something tells me you're new."
cynder5 • 5 February 2013 at 11:30 PM
@emsTusami~"And what happens if I am?" I demand walking over to the girl quicker. I am soon hitting her nose. "I would love to see how powerful you are." I say my arm dissolving as I hit the girl flat in the chest.
ems • 6 February 2013 at 12:25 AM
@jemmie@aizel@cynder5--"Missed me...." Storm hissed softly, anger boiling in her veins, she suddenly dissolved and appeared right behind the girl, her shadowy figure gave off no heat, and her breath was ice on the girl's neck. "You are messing with a child of darkness. I shall give you one more chance to back off, for my battle is not with you. I am being quite kind really, but I am on a mission to find the others. They are missing." Her words were the only softest of whispers.--Michael gratefully wolfed down most of his meal, and slipped at least three-fourths of it--mostly bacon--into a plastic bag which he hid in his coat pocket for the Oddlings, especially Fiona. Smiling, he strode out of the staff room.
jemmie • 6 February 2013 at 7:57 AM
@ems @aizel --Fiona nodded, not even caring if she didn't like being called 'new'. "I'm Fiona," she introduced herself. "And you are?"At that moment, she noticed the boy coming back over, and a small, subtle scent of bacon.
cynder5 • 6 February 2013 at 11:35 PM
@emsTusami~"Like I need to know." I snap turning and stalking away with Sammy guiding me farther along.
ems • 7 February 2013 at 12:32 AM
@cynder5@jemmie @kurochi-akuma@jupiter_hollow--Storm attempted to hide her anger. She did not need more enemies. "You should care! They're being abused. I don't care if you hate me, for I need as much help as I can get." She shifted her form back to human, her green eyes staring into the other girl's back, for once in her stupid existence, Storm felt something, a flicker of emotion...
jupiter_hollow • 7 February 2013 at 4:35 PM
@ems @jemmie This is Aizel's main ^^---Straightening herself up, Avery half-smiled, putting her hand on her hips. "'m Avery. Avery Quentin, one of the guards here. BEt you've aleady met Mitch. He's a softie." she smiled lightly, extending a hand through the bars."Ey, can you hand me that tray? I've gotta return it in one piece."The faint sound of clanking footsteps caught her attention and she turned to glance at the approaching scientist."Hah, speak of the devil! You're looking awfully down today kid, what's wrong?" he ruffled his hair again, acting like she was older than him, despite her age and her height. He was at least one head taller than her.-@kurochi-akuma *le poke*-Frowning as the guard didn't answer, Vick tapped his fingers against the cell door, making a loud clanking noise and blinking nonchalantly. If this get him out of that daze of his, he didn't know what."Oi, you awake?"
jemmie • 7 February 2013 at 4:55 PM
@jupiter_hollow @ems @aizel--Gingerly, Fiona flashed a smile. She didn't want to be with a girl that looked almost 10 years older, yet short. She was creepy. Fiona handed back the tray. "Um, thanks!" Fiona said. "It was yummy!"What else could she say?
kurochi-akuma • 7 February 2013 at 9:22 PM
@jupiter_hollow *mysterious ghost post* (~o3o)~--Damien furrowed his brow and frowned when he heard the oh so familiar voice of Victor Cobalt in the cell behind him. He turned to face the oddling in his cell, making sure not to let Vick have the enjoyment of seeing him annoyed. "I heard you. I just chose to ignore you." He said bluntly, then turned back to the window and watched the fog.
ems • 7 February 2013 at 9:25 PM
@jupiter_hollow@jemmie@cynder5@kurochi-akuma--Michael smiled tiredly as Avery ruffled his hair again. "Oh, you know. It's always sort of depressing here." He gave a nervous chuckle.
cynder5 • 7 February 2013 at 10:59 PM
@emsTusami~I let out a snort of laughter as I disapear into the trees once again.
ems • 7 February 2013 at 11:02 PM
@cynder5 D: You offended Storm. Uh oh.@kurochi-akuma@jemmie@jupiter_hollow--Storm's face contorted with rage, and she stalked off, taking the fog with her, making it recede into her forest home. Insolent girl. She knew nothing of what happened in there.
cynder5 • 7 February 2013 at 11:21 PM
@emsTusami~I pick my cat up as I hear footsteps in the distance. I start to slow my pace until I stop completley.
ems • 7 February 2013 at 11:26 PM
@cynder5--Now, to find the others. Storm was a child of darkness! She was so powerful, she didn't need any help anyways. She transformed, and let out a bone-chilling howl, her beady, red eyes lighting up the fog around her. She ran aboutsilently, searching for a good place to hide the Oddlings form the general public.
jemmie • 8 February 2013 at 10:22 PM
@ems @cynder5 @kurochi-akuma @jupiter_hollow Fiona's face felt hot. She had absolutely nothing to say. "So um," she began awkwardly. "Who else is here?" She tried to give the two a wide grin, but she struggled to do so. In a place so far and different from home, it was hard for Fiona to stay her confident self.
ems • 8 February 2013 at 10:52 PM
@jemmie@cynder5@kurochi-akuma@jupiter_hollow@bluebelle - Still there? *poke poke*--Michael looked back at Fiona, his expression sad. "Well, not really. We have a couple other guards who... Try to keep things in order, and that's about it." He said slowly, choosing his words very carefully. Oh dear lord. Trying to be kind was hard; Michael could see the reasons behind cruelness. It was easier, there were less things to worry about. You could be blunt, and not worry about hurting anyone, because you wouldn't care! Still, Michael was determined to be different. Maybe, just maybe, the Oddlings wouldn't hurt them if they were more kind, and understanding, rather than demanding and cold.
jemmie • 8 February 2013 at 10:59 PM
@ems Fiona gave him a grateful, but weary smile."I guess..." She said, her voice trailing off. Suddenly, she turned towards him."What am I?" Fiona demanded. "Why was I kidnapped? Just tell me what I am. WHO I am!"
ems • 8 February 2013 at 11:06 PM
@jemmie--Michael's eyes filled with sudden fear, and he backed away, flustered. "I-I-I don't know!" He spluttered, "All we know is that you have weird powers connected to elements, and you have no biological parents!" He feared the worst; Fiona didn't know her strength, and would inadvertently kill him if he wasn't careful. But that would be good for her, wouldn't it? One down, a couple to go. One less enemy to deal with. But Michael wanted them to get away. Then he wouldn't have to abuse them anymore. He pulled out the bag of bacon, and inched back over, handing it to Fiona. "Don't let anyone see." He whispered.
cynder5 • 8 February 2013 at 11:28 PM
@emsTusami~I continue to walk as a howling starts up. I shiver slightly but continue to walking nonetheless.
jemmie • 9 February 2013 at 7:28 AM
@ems Fiona wondered what was making him so panicked. But she accepted the bacon graciously. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head."You mean this?" Fiona asked. She blew at a small bud of a flower she had in her pocket. It grew. "Listen," she mumbled quietly. "I would never hurt anyone."
ems • 10 February 2013 at 5:29 PM
@jemmie@cynder5@kurochi-akuma@jupiter_hollow--Michael gasped at Fiona's powers. "But the thing is, you don't know your strength. And sooner or later, you'll want to get out. Accidents happen." He murmured, his expression sad, sad for Fiona. Sad for everyone. Michael couldn't fix the world, but he sure wanted to.
jemmie • 10 February 2013 at 6:25 PM
@ems --"You don't know me," insisted Fiona. "You don't know me at all do you? You just think I'm like everyone else. Well, Im not." She took a long, shaky breath."I'm-sorry." Fiona mumbled quietly. "I just...can't imagine hurting anyone."
ems • 10 February 2013 at 6:30 PM
@jemmie--Michael sighed. "No, you're right. I don't know any of you. Enjoy the bacon. I.... I'm sorry. I wanted to fix everything, but I can't. I can't fix anything. Everything I touch breaks, metaphorically, of course." He took a deep, shuddering breath before he stood, picking up his clipboard as he prepared to leave. 'I'll say I'm going out to lunch.' He thought, making the excuse up completely.
jemmie • 10 February 2013 at 6:45 PM
@ems --Fiona winced. "Sorry if I was being harsh. It's just..." Her voice trailed off. She didn't even know Michael that well, and she was about to tell him her past? 'No, Fiona!' She thought to herself. "Listen, Michael," she said, ignoring her thoughts. "When I was a kid..."
ems • 10 February 2013 at 6:51 PM
@jemmie--Michael shook his head; Fiona wasn't getting it. He destroyed everything! Ruined it all. But he stood still, and sat next to her cell, not having the heart to leave her alone in this nightmare. He couldn't hate the staff, they were his friends. But Michael didn't now were he stood any longer, and the stress was beginning to eat at his gut, making him lose his appetite completely, and tying his insides in knots. He couldn't help the kids, but he couldn't bear to abuse them either... What was he going to do? His expression went from upset to agonized.
jemmie • 10 February 2013 at 7:34 PM
@ems Fiona was slightly relieved she didn't have to tell her tragedy story. Shivering from the memory, she raised an eyebrow at Michael, who seemed...different."It's fine," she said, after a long, awkward silence. "You don't have to stay if you don't want to." Then Fiona realized she sounded quite harsh. "Sorry," she apologized quickly. "I didn't mean it that way. But I think I know what you feel." Her mind wandered. The sight of her mother and father, tied up, and hurt. She tried to clear her mind, but it wasnt working. If she tried to keep it, she would break."Michael," she began slowly. "Do you want to hear a story?"