fight && flight -- [closed

[SauteedSquidBrains]

(apologies for the skimpy post, it's late and I have a dead muse >.< )

Gabe

With; The Flock. Location; The Treehouse. Status; Awake and Entergetic

"Chocolate cake." Corrected Gabe, looking up as Eden entered the room. He noted the wrapped present she carried, and wondered briefly if he should have bothered with wrapping his. Naw, she'd like it anyway. "Its better than just plain cake, you know." He grinned as Ash joined the group, then started clearing the miscellaneous junk cluttered on the table. Magazines, a few of his gadgets he'd left there the day before, books, someone's (probably Devin's) papers, pencils. Had to have a clean surface for eating cake on, right?-and waffles, mustn't forget waffles. "I'm not sure how she figures Ryder's gonna be surprised." He remarked in a low voice as Devin went off to "distract" the birthday girl. "It's not like we can get her to forget it's her birthday." Gabe supposed that having a surprise party was one of those things Devin liked doing to make the treehouse seem more safe and family-like, but it seemed a bit silly to him. Why try and make it a surprise if everyone knew, and, more importantly, Ryder knew everyone else knew? They could just hide the presents, and Ryder could hang out with the rest of them and make cake instead of being awkwardly distracted from a party she probably already knew was happening. But then, Gabe had never pretended to understand all of Devin's decisions. He always thought she tried to make things too complicated. People weren't supposed to be complicated, machines were supposed to cover that. Which was probably why he had a better chance with a toaster than a girl. Not that he cared, of course.

[SauteedSquidBrains]

((Hey guys, just stopping by to say I won't be on much, if at all, this week till the 22nd. You're welcome to skip me or rp some reason why Gabe is gone, I don't want to hold anyone up.))

[n a v y . blue]

[ thanks for telling us, squid. :) ]

[Emberrose]

✗αsн✗

-» Awake and Hungry «-
-» With: The Flock at Tree House «-
-» Wearing: XX «-

xxxx Ash's gaze flickered around to the other member's of the flock, hearing Gabe's comment about cake. "I thought someone mentioned cake. And it's true that plain cake isn't any fun. Besides, who dislikes chocolate?" he grinned, sticking his hands in the pockets of his jeans with his thumbs hanging out. Cake did sound really good right now, especially chocolate cake. But of course, they had to eat breakfast first. He turned to Devin as she started making the waffles.
xxxx "I love your new way of getting us out of bed in the morning, by the way. And don't worry; even if it is your terrible cooking, I'll eat it anyways. I'm starving. Besides, terrible cooking is better than nothing," he said, a trace of a grin on his face. While the waffles were being prepared, he searched the cupboards for plates, and set out six onto the counter for each of them, seeing as Gabe and Briar were ordered to clear the table.
xxxx Well, everyone was here thankfully, and there were plenty of hands to help the preparation. Everyone except Ryder, at least. He figured she had stayed away on purpose, knowing that they were likely planning something for her birthday. She had probably gone for a morning stroll, or flight, while the rest of the flock was here in the kitchen. Ash thought she would be gone longer, and he turned his head towards the door when he heard someone outside. There she is. Only we aren't exactly ready, he thought, watching a Devin left to go distract her. "Hmm, well the table is clean, the food looks about ready, what else do we need?" he asked quietly. Syrup! You can't have waffles without syrup, right? He searched through the cupboards until he found a half-full bottle of the thick sweet liquid, and set it next to the plates.

[tigers breath]

{. sorry guys. I have been through a lot for the past couple of weeks, and finally just got my life going back to normal

ryder danιel

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children of
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gender↝ female
position↝ next-in-line
crush↝ none
boyfriend↝ none
tagged↝ the flock

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Ryder looked up as Devin fluttered out the window, the girl raising a slow, arched eyebrow as she placed her hands on her hips. She swallowed slowly looking back up hearing slight sounds of the flock moving around. She honestly had no idea why the flock did this on everyone's birthday. It was just another day in just another year. Nothing special. It kind of drove the girl crazy. She just wanted to get the day over and done with. Not drag it out, with a party, some gifts. Then watching all the guys dig their face into some cake. It happened every year at every party. The guys- especially Gabe. The fourteen year old absolutely loved chocolate cake. Ryder eventually got use to the kid taking her cake and running off. So she tended not to get a slice of the cake anymore, even if it was a spongy layers of wonderfulness. She just tended not to have it. Let the others enjoy the sweet heaven filled thing, she had more important things on her mind then eating cake. Like the thought of how the erasers could be appearing from the outskirts of the trees at any moment, ready to dig their claws in, and bring them back to that horrid place. How could anybody eat with a thought like that? She honestly didn't know, she knew how Devin seemed worried about her as she stared out windows, just rolling her food around on her plate; lost in thoughts. Sure Ryder ate what she needed most of the time, but those few other times, it just seemed like she needed nothing, and just sat there wondering what their life was suppose to be like. She just wanted to know. Know what her life was suppose to be like, that would be the best present one of the members could receive for their birthday. A slice of history, the thin slice that would set their worrying hearts free, but no one knew. How could someone knew, and hide it from the flock? It would be rather selfish, and cold-hearted. Well, most of them would think that, Ryder would just congratulate them on getting the files. They would have to have a lot of guts to risk everything to get them. Well..she wouldn't congratulate thing if she hated them.

The girl let out a dreadful sigh as she bit down on her bottom lip, feeling it slowly fit around her top teeth. The skin threatening to break with each passing second. It wouldn't bother her, the little wound would be cleared up in an hour or two. That's one of the best things about being an avian, you heal much faster then any human roaming this earth. This cold, disgusting earth. Ryder quickly looked over at the blonde who only stood a inch higher then her. She had always wanted to out grow her, but she got stuck at this height, and Devin grew one more inch. The girl sighed looking back towards the window as Devin asked her hows it going. She just wanted to jump ahead and ask the question her head. She wrapped one arm around her stomach, and brought up her other hand to rub it across the smooth skin of her chin and neck, before placing it firmly underneath her chin. "Why do you do this every year Devin? We all know it's gonna happen. It always does." She said softly arching an eyebrow as she peaked out of the corner of her eye at the girl. Her blue eyes buzzing with the same electric blue they always had been for the years of her life. They watched her stormy grey ones with a calm intensity that had always lingered in her brilliant blue eyes. Her eyes shifted back to the window as she let her wings uncoil to lay across the ground as she waited for the girl to answer, but she couldn't wait surprisingly. Her mouth opened as more of her thoughts came out. "It's just another day, a simple day we call our birthday. To just add another year onto our lives, a year that means nothing. Well, besides another year of living," She paused as she ran her pink tongue over her slightly drying lips. That was right, exactly how she wanted to explain a birthday. Just another year of living, another year of seeing the sun rise. Instead of being buried six feet under in the cold, brown dirt. Well, the flock would probably just be left for the animals if the scientist had to decided where they should be after they died. Horrid people aren't they?

"That's all a birthday is to me. Another year of living. Humans would probably see it as a sign of becoming an adult, ready to run away from their parents. For us, just another year living. I guess most humans would love to be in our shoes. Without the wings and crazy people looking for us, of course. They would live here, when all we want is to be where they are." The teen said turning her head back over the Devin. She seemed to always have the wises things to say at certain times, and certain places. it just happened to be now while she waited to adventure up into the tree to celebrate the birthday she didn't even call a birthday. Just another day surviving what we call our life, her mind said softly, and she quickly agreed with it. "So...tell me. What is a birthday to you?" She said staring into her stormy grey eyes for a few seconds, before turning her head back to the window.

[n a v y . blue]

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ｔｈｅ "ｌｅａｄｅｒ "

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- ｔａｇｇｅｄ -- the flock
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- ｍｏｏｄ -- calm and hungry
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- ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ -- [ → → → ]
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---------- devin watched ryder with a sort of worry, but kept her thoughts off her face. resculpting her features into a look of curiosity that wasn't entirely feigned, devin alighted down next to ryder.
------- ryder was one of her closest friends. devin trusted ryder with her life, just like she trusted ash and gabe and briar and eden. she would lay down hers for any of them, so it only made sense for her to understand what was going on in their heads the entire time. and in ryder's, it wasn't pretty. disgust was lain plainly upon her features [at what, devin could only guess], along with a slightly lost and distant look -- ryder's emotions somehow always got the best of her, and she would sit in a comatose state, staring at nothing for hours and hours on end, just thinking about what kind of things could or would happen.
------- devin heard the sigh and saw the teeth biting down on a lip. that could only mean one thing -- she was holding something back, and it was about to come flying out. devin braced herself, but ryder surprised her. devin had been expecting a lecture on how stupid food was and that they shouldn't waste resources -- in which she would counter with it's a special occasion and they can bend the rules for one day. not a question like that. devin opened her mouth to answer with her famous words of wisdom when all of ryder's thoughts came flying out. a birthday is just another day. it only adds another meaningless year. that's all it is. humans ... signs ... adults. everything she said made sense, in a sad and depressing way. she was horrified. her ryder used to be a happier person, one who enjoyed these kinds of things. this ryder, on the other hand, was something very different. and it alarmed the leader.
------- "A birthday to me?" she said slowly. "A birthday to me is exactly what you said. another year. it's another year we aren't' dragged back to that hellhole that took finley from us, that stole our childhood and innocence. that kept us away from families that may or may not love us. it's another year that signifies we got away. that you're still alive. it's for hope, ryder. it says i've survived for this damn long, and i'm not about to give up. a birthday isn't another day out of a year. it's a time to celebrate your existence, whether you want us to or not, because guess what? we all love you. i love you. i need to give them hope, ryder. what better way than saying "she's still alive. she's still here, in the flesh and blood. ryder isn't about to go out without a fight." yeah, most kids would love to be where we are, and us where they are, but the truth is, we aren't human. we're avian american, and i know for a fact we have family out there. because i have proof, now. so, ryder, do us all a favor, and get your skinny butt up there, and eat something because after i show you guys what i found, you're going to want to leave asap."
------- devin pulled her friend into a tight hug, whether or not she wanted one, and when she released her, took a running take off, and flew into her little house to get the folder that might just give their lives a purpose.

[SauteedSquidBrains]

Gabe

With;The Flock. Location;The Treehouse. Status; Awake&Entergetic

Gabe ditched the pile of junk from the table in a corner, pretending not to notice the thumping noise the various objects made hitting the floor. He turned to survey the room and leaned against the wall, unfurling his wings slightly so they wouldn't get in the way. Table: clear enough. Floor: well, there was walking room, he supposed it would do-besides, who needed floor space when you could fly? Food: almost done! He watched Ash rummage around in the cupboards for something for several minutes until he pulled out a brownish bottle. Oh, but of course, had to have syrup! Gabe reached out and snagged the bottle, upending it briefly over his face and reflecting that if he missed, at least he wasn't wearing a shirt he could get dirty. A small amount of the sticky liquid dripped onto his tongue, the sugary sweetness a wake-up call to his stomach. "Yum." He said, flipping the lid of the bottle closed. He tossed it up and down in his hand, admiring the amount of spins it made as it flew up and down. Would Ash get annoyed if he threw it at him? Probably. And Devin would get annoyed if he spilled it, since the flock tried to minimize resource use. Gabe suspected this was mostly because none of the flock liked shopping-or shoplifting-but still. No spilling aloud, which meant no practicing his throwing skills on the unfortunate Ash. Oh well. Ash would probably have caught it anyway, good reflexes being a common trait among the flock. Hard to stay alive in a fight, or flying through a forest at top speed, for that matter if you were slow. Conversation instead of high-velocity objects wasn't Gabe's usual preference, but he was trying to avoid ticking everyone off on Ryder's birthday. "Hey, Ash!" He said, slightly regretfully. "What're you giving Ryder?" He hoped whatever it was wasn't wrapped, he didn't want his present to seem less meaningful or caring or whatever. Of course, knowing Ryder, she might not want gifts at all, but whatever,too bad for her! Gifts were traditional, and the flock was allll about traditional, right? Traditional avian americans. With wings. And bird DNA. And traditions. Like beating up erasers and running away from evil scientists and giving each other gifts on birthdays. Yeah. They were all about tradition.

[kelly.]

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being the nice and cheery person she was, briar patiently waited until one of her flock members. finally, when she could make out the faint beating of another's wings, briar shifted into a position where she was ready to burst through the door and help with the birthday preparation. then came a crash followed by gabe landing beside her, almost pegging the girl over. recovering into her position, briar huffed and walked through the door after her friend gave her a little talk and walked right into the treehouse without someone even answering. i guess being too polite won't help in the future. she walked into the familiar surroundings and immediately went into the kitchen, not wanting to miss out on a celebration. greeting devin as she walked in, briar went over to the stove, thinking about what would be a good birthday treat. cake of course! now, what flavor? gabe did say something about chocolate, right? why not! briar grinned as she gathered the ingredients for a perfect chocolate cake. after a few minutes of doing this and that, she put the batter and pan in the over and preset it to the right temperature. now she would have some spare time to help out with setting up. right when briar set the temperature and timer, devin asked her and gabe to help clear off the table. eager to help out with anything, the girl willingly accepted and walked over to face the kitchen table. many of the flock member's spare things were there, cards, headphones, all that junk. alongside gabe, briar set the member's stuff in visible positions off the table, so then it looked neat and tidy. pleased with her work, she grinned and watched ryder come in. the birthday girl. wishing the girl a happy birthday, briar then headed over to check on the cake. turned out it was just ready. taking it out carefully, the dessert looked ready to eat. she placed it in the center of the table, keeping an eye on the boys just in cake they took a few swipes at it. then ryder asked a question briar never would have thought of. what was the point of a birthday. thinking about it for a moment, she was about to speak before devin beat her to it. the girl didn't mind though, she always liked to hear others opinions before hers. listening to the leader's encouraging and meaningful words, briar waited until she was done before chiming in, "besides, we all are glad you've been with us all this time! it's another year you're still with us! i wouldn't want you leaving anytime soon!'

[thorne.]

[ guys, i'm really sorry for not posting. i have so much on my plate for the last few weeks that its been hectic.
i promise i'll try to get a post up sometime next week and again i'm really sorry for the inconvenience. x.x

[n a v y . blue]

[ guys, i'm really sorry for not posting. i have so much on my plate for the last few weeks that its been hectic.
i promise i'll try to get a post up sometime next week and again i'm really sorry for the inconvenience. x.x

[[ it's okay, dear. :} I've just
barely gotten things together,
so if you need more time,
feel free to take it. there's
no rush