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Post by Gabjas on Apr 10, 2013 7:46:53 GMT -6
(I will let it slip this time because it was very faint. It was only them looking at Kygoe falling. If you had, say, made Prue or Dianthe say something they had not already said, that would be more so a violation. Don't worry about this one.)
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 21, 2013 8:51:25 GMT -6
Prue struggled to grasp what was happening before her, as the old Barn owl suddenly tumbled from the sky in a blur of ragged feathers and a desperate shriek for help. Instincts kicking in, Prue dove after the instructor. She extended a talon and grasped onto the owl's leg.
With a jerking motion, she managed to pull him upwards to ease his falling. That was truly the best she could do at the moment, given that they were both plummeting rapidly to their deaths. The rocks waiting like beasts thirsty for their blood beneath.
She could easily pull away from the danger, but that would result in the unfortunate demise of Kygoe. She mustered all the strength she could and thrust the rather deformed owl over her shoulder and onto a rocky platform. She landed beside him.
"Are you alright?" she squawked, now remembering her guise as Violet. "Are you bleeding? Do you need medical attention, sir?"
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Post by spice on Apr 22, 2013 20:48:30 GMT -6
Kygoe shook his head, dazed. His different sized eyes were a dull, splotchy amber and were spinning slightly from the fall. His feathers were battered from the wind rushing through them as he had plummeted. His over sized wings hung limply at his side, dragging on the dusty stone ground.
He turned his head to face the owl, opening his mangled beak slightly. "I-I think I'm all right. Thank ya dere Violet." He struggled to his talons, then fell back with a wince. A yelp of pain escaped his mangled beak, and his cry rang through the weather beaten canyons.
He started to say something along the lines of I think I'm fine, but he stopped short as he noticed something. Near her talons, her feathers seemed to be melting. The sooty grey colour seemed to be fading, a sickly grey paste starting to form. Kygoe scrunched his brow up in confusion. Suddenly, it hit him.
"Who are ya?" he said, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. It seemed as though the paint had been melted off by a mixture of sweat and the force of the air pushing it from her feathers. "Don't lye ta meh. I can see yer paint startin' ta wear off." he rasped. He struggled to his talons, then winced as he put pressure on the left foot again.
"I ain't gonna believe a word of yer mice dung. Tell da truth!"
(OOC: Awesome way to talk hey? I made his beak mangled so he was unable to talk properly. Fun fact for you all!)
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 22, 2013 20:58:51 GMT -6
Prue's eyes widened in horror, she peered down at her talons, which were now caked in the grey goop they had used to paint their feathers. Looking up, her scarred face now appearing from behind the Sooty she had introduced herself as. "I-I..."
I'm screwed. She thought. We're all screwed. If I hadn't played hero then we wouldn't be screwed. Cursing her own mistakes, she attempted to bide her time, unable to speak clearly under so much pressure.
"Racdrops." she muttered, though it was inaudible to Kygoe. Roryk was not getting his sister back after all.
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Post by spice on Apr 22, 2013 22:45:13 GMT -6
Dianthe had landed beside Prue, and to her horror she saw that Prue's paint had melted. Dianthe quickly checked herself, and to her relief she saw that she was still good. She knew that he mission was screwed, then as though she had been hit by lightning an idea hit her. She knew it was a huge leap of faith, but she saw no other solution. Besides, if Kygoe recognized her, she was dead. There would be NO hope at all, no matter how small.
She looked at Prue, her eyes wide with fake astonishment. "Who are you?" she squeaked in her fake voice. She looked deep into Prue's eyes, trying to communicate. I HAVE A PLAN!!!! She attempted to say. GO ALONG WITH IT!!!! She glimpsed what she hoped was a glimmer of understanding in Prue's eyes, but Dianthe wasn't sure.
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Post by Gabjas on Apr 27, 2013 9:17:57 GMT -6
Prue gulped, glancing at Dianthe desperately. Her sweating was only helping to remove the grey paste, and thus revealing more of her true identity. At first she was confused to hear Dianthe question whom she was, but it quickly clicked in her mind. A plan, she has a plan.
"I am Penny." she sighed, as if she were truly admitting her identity. She glanced to Dianthe. "I am a Barn owl."
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Post by spice on Apr 27, 2013 15:23:03 GMT -6
Dianthe sent a silent thanks to Glaux, then widened her eyes as though she were shocked. "I don't know you!!!" she exclaimed, holding her wing over her beak. She turned to Kygoe, and despite herself, her feathers were crawling. She almost wilfed, but held herself together. NOT NOW!! She exclaimed to herself.
"Lieutenant Kygoe!" she said, snapping into a salute. "I shall go inform the Commander that we have captured an infiltrator!" she said, in her mind praying to Glaux.
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Kygoe looked over at the other owl, the one who seemed rather eager and, well, stupid. She looked like a sooty owl, and no paint covered her feathers.
"Aye, that would help meh out here. Thank ya." he rasped, the with a wave of his wing, dismissed Dianthe. He turned back to the infiltrator, Penny, and examined her through one squinted yellow eye. "And why are ya here? A Guardian spy?" he asked, his voice full of suspicion.
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Dianthe stood behind Kygoe, sending Prue mental osmosis waves. I'll go find Roryk and his sister, and you go with Kygoe. Corner him, kill him, then return to the back gate, she thought. She hoped Prue got the message. She repeated it over and over, hoping to see that glint of understanding in Prue's eyes.
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Kygoe turned around slowly, muttering curses at his talon. "And why are ya still here?" he roared at the slow Sooty. "Go get the Commander!!" he cursed at his talon as the Sooty leapt into the air, flying strangely. I know that pattern, he thought suspiciously. Now where - GLAUX!!! he almost screeched out loud as a jolt of pain shot through his talon. "Broken?!?!?!?!? USELESS!!!" he screeched at his talon, fury radiating through his body.
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Post by Rylan on Aug 11, 2013 22:30:24 GMT -6
(OOC: I believe this thread can be moved to 'Finished', as I doubt it will see any more activity.)
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