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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 17, 2013 17:59:49 GMT -6
Hm, Tuft and Embergious.
When Embergious askes why he wanted to teach them to fly, he replied quite suddenly
"Well, you want to leave, Don't you? I've wanted to leave once, i could leave right now if i wanted to, but why should I when this horrid place is taking young owlets and chicks, they need to be rescued, but you can't rescue them all". Bashtion was gone too long, he had to get out and watch over the pelletorium. "I don't want to make you rustle through the pellets of other owls, stay behind this stone, the shade it creates protects from blinking. In an hour or two I will return you to a fellow pit guardian, Amilia."
Bashtion tore down moss off a ledge close by, and set it down near the owlets. Nearby a lemming stirred. Bashtion quickly killed it and handed it over torwards the owlets, and lifted off.
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Post by wick on Nov 17, 2013 18:12:01 GMT -6
Wait did he say Amila? Embergious thought.
"Wait, did you say Amila? What does she look like?" Embergious asked hoping that the snowy owl would hear him in time.
Tuft was certainly surprised; Embergious was but his mind was a bit preoccupied. Staying behind the stone, the young Saw Whet owlet was hoping that Bash meant what he told them. The young owlet kept his gaze on the rust red companion that he had. Hopefully this fellow owlet could be a friend, a chance for escaped would be what they needed. Perhaps they could go get help? But who would believe them and who would help them?
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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 17, 2013 18:19:16 GMT -6
Suddenly, the little rusty screech owl asked if he said Amilia... he quickly turned around and said
"Why yes I did, she is same species as you, gray morph, pretty much cares for nobody."
Quickly Bashtion left for his duties.
Later when his shift was over, Bashtion retured to the owlets :Any more quick questions before i return you to Amila?" Bashtion hooted
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Post by wick on Nov 17, 2013 18:30:35 GMT -6
So, he did hear the owl right. Why would his sister be here? It wasn't right...was it? His sister was a kind owl when he did know her. So why was she so different now?
"Do you know her?" Tuft asked once Bash was gone, Embergious turned around and went over to where Tuft was sitting.
"I think so. Not sure." Embergious answered.
The two had fallen asleep behind the stone, however they were awakened upon the return of Bashtion. They couldn't exactly sleep when they were in Amila's sight nor when they were suppose to be. They would be moon blinked most likely if the did.
The two owlets looked at each other and then back at Bashtion. Only to shake their heads quickly.
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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 17, 2013 18:41:25 GMT -6
Upon the owlets shaking their heads, Bashtion quickly hooted."Let's go then".
Upon returning to Amila, Bashtion quietly said "These owlets have done well, I have gotten more done today." Bashtion signaled the owlets to return, and said "Even though that little owlet is a differant morph from you, you both look the same". Bashtion turned to walk away, but turned back "If this crowd is too much, I could take half of it tomorrow, I seem to have a little break in the pelletorium."
(Last post for tonight, goodnight!)
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Post by wick on Nov 17, 2013 18:51:22 GMT -6
Amila looked to Bashtion and watched the owlets return. Her gaze followed them until they were safely in the marching swarm of the others. Her gaze went to Bashtion as he spoke.
"Eastern screech owls look alike, even if we are different morphs. Why do you bring that up?" Amila responded.
She had turned her gaze back to the swarm when the male owl's voice came to her ear slits again. Though this time she couldn't help but be confused. She turned her gaze back to him with a questioning glance.
"Why do you need all this help suddenly? And since when did you care if I've had too much on my plate to handle? And even if you don't care, what break do you have there?"
(okay)
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Post by littlewing on Nov 18, 2013 0:32:17 GMT -6
Nebulous watched them, all 4 of them, they were easily distinguished as the rest of the souls in this cavern were moon-blinked. He watched intently from an over hang. He wouldn´t intefere only only observe. [atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,0][bg=000000]
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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 18, 2013 13:41:10 GMT -6
Bashtion's gizzard trembled at the question Amila just asked, and flinched I have to get agressive so i won't look suspicious he thought, but real anger overcame him.
Bashtion's pupils grew very small "Sudden help was needed because ANY SUPERVISOR in the pelletorium would say there was an shortage on pickers! WORK NEEDS TO GET FRINKING DONE AROUND HERE, AND BY GLAUX FROM THE DEPTHS OF HAGSMIRE TO THE TIP OF GLAUMORA, I AM GOING TO GET IT DONE!!!" This was how all of his anger outbursts went, after a minute of staring with his blazing eyes, he calmed down, "The kind Ablah General has granted me a break due to the new pit guardian, but i am a loyal snowy, I want to find a task to do, I will just head over to the hatchery and sit on some Frinking eggs". He turned around and walked off torwards his stony hollow, or crack as it may be called. He swiveled his head back around, the marching owls, moonblinked or not, stared at him, even the supervisors stopped and stared
He thought to himself Glaux forgive me, I have gone too far
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Post by wick on Nov 18, 2013 16:06:41 GMT -6
Amila stood there silently, unchanged by the snowy owl's yelling. Once he was done, she stood there for a moment as she thought his words over.
"So if I ask a Supervisor about this, they will agree to what you say?" Amila asked.
She didn't care if the snowy owl thought that she was accusing him of being disloyal. She couldn't care less. But if he was and she found out, she would inform one of the higher command. This was only to make sure that he wasn't. But by Glaux it just felt so darn strange in her gizzard.
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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 18, 2013 17:28:59 GMT -6
"Go ahead and tell, nothing wrong has been done, just extra work was completed" He sighed, nothing was really wrong with extra work, this Amila was so.... well if anything not like that bright owlet Embergious.
"I am going to be getting work done,rather than keep up at this petty argument, Good day to you". Bashtion strided out of the area, he wondered if he could carry both the owlets that he promised to save he turned his head and spoke again "my count in the pelletorium was 163, my usual count is 180 or higher, I needed more workers, Don't bother youself telling higher command, it just adds more burdens to my duties, get back to moonblinking your owls".
Maybe if the owlets worked in the pelletorium then he could see them again, he just hoped.
(I am goint to pretty much be ending here, Bashtion's future conversations w/ the owlets will have to be in another story alltogeather, other people can join though and continue)
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Post by wick on Nov 18, 2013 19:54:53 GMT -6
"Then you get back to your pellet covered pickers that are moon blinked owlets." Amila told him as she turned her back to him.
This snowy owl wasn't on her like list. Oh well didn't matter.
(That's okay.)
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Post by littlewing on Nov 19, 2013 8:56:51 GMT -6
Nebulous was enjoying this. He evily smiled down upon all the living souls in the cavern. This would prove to be interesting
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Post by wick on Nov 26, 2013 11:56:52 GMT -6
(OOC: I've got no ideas on what to do. Do you?)
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Post by Batt the Barnowl on Nov 26, 2013 13:47:08 GMT -6
(You or I can start up another thread, either with St. Aggies or Your singer and Swarr.
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Post by wick on Dec 2, 2013 12:13:58 GMT -6
My singer sadly hasn't been accepted yet. So looks like it's little St Aeggies owlets for now)
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