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[bubiza]

ѕĸylα

Skyla couldn't see Lee behind her, and grinned to herself. Chances were she was probably winning, or otherwise she would have noticed herself being overtaken. Not it was time for her to attempt to break the sound barrier. Flattening out her wings, she duck her head down, to make herself more streamlined. The air whoosed past her face, and began covering her. She was doing it. Her grin broke out even wider, and she darted forwards. Now was the crucial part. She would either break through this shell she had created, or would bounce backwards. She could feel herself breaking through, and then...

Either she had lost her focus slightly, or she had reduced speed, but Skyla bounced back, going backwards in the other direction. She tried to steady herself, but couldn't. She had broken the barrier, but in the wrong direction, it seemed, as she was hurtling backwards. A blur whizzed past her, which could have been Lee, but she wasn't too sure. As Skyla came closer to the ground, she slowed down a little, but not that much, and fell trough somebody's roof.

dylαɴ

Looking up from the corner, Dylan saw that his roof had caved in, and some sort of dragon hybrid was on top of the pile. She jumped up, and looked around.
"Oh good, I'm alive!" she cried, before jumping up and trying to fly away. Dylan coughed, and she flew back down again.
"You broke my roof." he snapped gruffly, folding his arms.
"Um, sorry about that but I'm racing somebody. So, bye!" Grumbling, Dylan sat back down in the corner and looked at the pile of mess.
"Well, your race can wait. How am I meant to get out of my house?" Sighing, Skyla flew over, picked him up and lifted him out of the house. However, she wasn't exactly the strongest person in the world, and as she hovered above the road, fell again, both of them landed in a pile.

"I'm fragile goods, you know." Dylan hissed, standing up. "So don't go round dropping me." Skyla sighed, and stood up as well, dusting herself off. As he walked off, he could hear her following him.
"What are you doing?" he growled.
"Making sure you're OK." Skyla replied, folding her arms. "Or otherwise you'll be moaning at that, too." He turned away, mumbling to himself. Today was defiantly not his day.

[intriguing]

~ Natalie Jones ~

Natalie was just about arrive triumphantly at the bakery when she heard a huge clattering behind her. She turned and grinned to herself, seeing Skyla was behind all the mess. Natalie sat on a rooftop to rest for a moment and whistled, Lorien, who was perched on the bakery's sign came flying over and landed on her shoulder. "Shall we go and see what mess our winged friend has gotten herself into?" she asked, before tumbling gracefully off the roof and gliding over to the rubble of what once would have been a roof.

Lee arrived, the race now temporarily forgotten, "Oh dear Skyla, you do go above and beyond to win a race," she said with a goofy grin on her face, looking at her friend. She noticed Dylan skulking off and it made her grin even more, "I take it it's his roof that's been-," she searched for the right term, "renovated," she said with a laugh. "D'you want to keep going or shall we just walk from here?" she asked, "Because I think we've nearly taken out our fair share of people today," Lee added, still smiling, she'd been having such a great time, but she may have been going a little too fast and a little too low in some places, she'd flown right over people's heads and bewildered quite a few people.

Lorien had flown onto Skyla's shoulder again, maybe she had an affinity with those with wings, or maybe she just liked Skyla in particular, but she seemed to be enjoying the company of the girl rather than her mistress. Lee didn't mind, it was good to see her Harris Hawk making friends, after all, barely anyone had birds anymore, so there were only so many creatures Lorien could actually feel close to.

[Hobo!]

Luna || 18 || Single

Charles|17||Single

Luna
Mood: Bored, anticipating the interesting events of the day
With: The Rusty girl
Alive: Last time I checked... Eh.
Where?: Bakery

Charles
Mood: Lonely and quite bored really
With: Nobody
Where: Outside his home in the human district[/size]

[Yellow.]

Asher saw the girl that was standing on the corner walk in and take in the smells, much like she did. The girl walked behind her and smiled, showing her canines. She introduced herself as Luna. 'English accent... a hint of Spanish?' She raised an eyebrow and smiled back, showing off her teeth as well. She examined the girl briefly, wondering who she was. She had black hair with big curls that hung to around her shoulders and piercing blue eyes, complimented by alabaster skin. Asher took a slight sniff in her direction.

'She smells like water... Faintly of a rainforest... The Amazon?' She thought. 'Hmm. She must be one of the 'mythical' creatures the Brazilians came up with. Interesting, I wonder which one.'

"My name is Asher, a pleasure to meet you." She said, extending her hand out to shake. Her Spanish accent showed through a bit more than Luna's did, but the English accent most people had on the ship was slowly taking over the Spanish. She briefly looked at the line ahead of them, deciding that they were going to be there for a while. 'It wouldn't hurt to pass the time talking...'

[Hobo!]

ιunα

"Hello there Asher." She said quietly, giving the girl's hand a firm shake. Spanish? Good; Luna had always felt more comfortable around people that were like her in at least more than one way. She took her hand away, replacing it in the pocket of her dingy-looking brown pants. They were meant for boys, but she couldn't just leave a deal like the one she found at the thrift store the same day she found her hat. The blue dress she'd been wearing before the pants had gathered too many holes to even feel decent as she walked down the street.
"What have you been doing on this fine, painfully normal day on the London ship?" She asked, leaning back on nothing as if there was a wall there. She'd rather lean than stand straight. It was always more interesting.

[Yellow.]

Asher grinned at the girl's firm handshake; At least she wasn't a pansy like most. "It's been painfully boring, actually. The only thing eventful was the fact that a couple of humans were on my territory. Idiots..." She laughed. "Are you part Spanish, or something close to it? I can hear it in your accent; I was born in Spain." She asked, curious. "I haven't met many other people on this ship that weren't from 'Good ol' England' " She chuckled.

She looked at the girl more closely, since they were going to be talking for a while at the pace the line was moving. 'Boys pants? Hmm, interesting~ Not those stuffy corsets every other female seems to take a liking to.' She thought, nodding slightly in approval. She looked down at her own attire, frowning slightly. 'I need new clothing, now that I think about it... Perhaps I can find some at a thrift store later on.' She mused, mentally counting what money she had left.

[Hobo!]

ιunα

"Ah, my friend." She said with a wide grin. "We should stick together. Friends that're both from exotic places." She stated, placing her gloved hands on her hips and nodded. "I'm from the Amazon... Deep in the Amazon really. I'm an Encantado. We take the form of a snake or dolphin at night, sleep in the river then wake up and enjoy the day. Mostly with music and parties, the latter being my personal favorite." She said, nudging Asher in her side. "What about you Rusty?" She asked, wondering about the girl in front of her. She seemed normal enough, but like her forehead there had to be something that gave her away as a creature.. Sure, her clothes were a bit dingy, but otherwise she looked exactly like a human. Was it her eyes? Maybe. They were a glowing yellow, but on the other hand Luna herself had the palest of blue eyes.. She'd have to wait and see.

[Yellow.]

Asher grinned slightly. "Of course~ There are too many stuffy Englishmen here. It makes you feel like you have to be prim and proper." She paused. 'So my assumption was correct~ Score one for me!' She thought, smiling. "That's interesting~ Too bad there aren't many parties here. There should be... I remember when I lived in Spain. I would sneak down into the city posing as a human and enjoy their nightly parties~ It was very enjoyable."

She blinked when Luna called her Rusty. 'Hmm~ Haven't been called that in a while...' "I'm part wolf~ I hide most of my features. The main thing that gives me away is my tail." She flicked her tail out from under her coat. "I can also make my ears appear, but they get annoying. Then there's my full wolf form... The natives from Spain always called my family 'werewolves' because we turned into our full wolf forms once a month. Though, most of the time it, when we changed, it wasn't even during the full moon..." She mused, moving up slightly.

[bubiza]

ѕĸylα

"Well, I was just letting you win this time." she said, jumping up happily. "And, um, Mr. Thingymabob, maybe you could go for the more... natural look with your house. More in the open, I mean." Dylan grumbled, and sauntered off somewhere. Skyla watch as he left, then turned to Lee.
"Yer don't think he's too annoyed, do you?" she asked, shrugging. "C'mon, let's go get something to eat." She was slightly annoyed that the fact that she had lost, but wasn't too bothered compared to what she normally was. After all, she had already grown quite close to Lee despite the fact they had only met about an hour ago. She jumped up, so she was flying again, and sniffed around.
"Food smells nice." she muttered, following the scent. C'mon!"

ѕαм

Sam entered the bakery and joined the queue. It was reasonably busy, with a few people queuing. She joined at the back, and stood, waiting. In front of her was what seemed to be a human. What exactly are they doing here? she mused. Probably looking down at us, I suppose. Trying her best to ignore him, she looked around the shop, at the counter and the walls, to try and distract herself. Finally, she could bear it no more.
"Look." she snapped, tapping the person in front of her. "What exactly are you doing in a creature cafe? Looking down at us? Well, you're just a stuck-up..."

She paused, and tapped them again and stopped. They weren't human, but rather an automaton. "Oh, um sorry." she muttered, and pretended nothing had happened. Ignoring the dirty looks she was getting, she jumped to the front of a queue, brought a sausage roll, and sat down at a table in the corner. She pulled out a nearby newspaper and began to read it. Most of them had been censored to only say positive things about the government, which just made each edition less riveting. It did, however, sharpen her reading skills, so she read it nevertheless.

[intriguing]

~ Natalie Jones ~
Lee grinned at Skyla and at Dylan, she knew it wasn't right and he was most likely devastated his house had practically been demolished, but his sour expression was most amusing, she hoped he may one day be able to laugh it off, but she doubted it and this made her smile even more. "He looks like he's over the moon," replied Lee, still smiling, she was unable to show too much sympathy for Dylan, though in many situations she would have, she was just in one of those moods today where most things were amusing in some shape or form. Lee sprinted up the road to gain momentum, her arms still in their wing straps, then she leapt into the air, flying back over to her friend and pushing the button on her equipment that enabled her to hover. That was another downside to the wings, they wouldn't just let her stay in the air, hovering, she had to move and rest from place to place, or put in the hover mode, but that only lasted a while. Natalie pressed the button again and followed Skyla and her nose, swirling through the air and curling her wings around her she shut her eyes and followed the scent. She could smell the warm doughy fragrance and the sticky sugared icing, it was delightful, she re-spread her wings and opened her eyes, landing with a stylish forward roll, well it would have been stylish if she hadn't leant to her left a fraction too much, she tumbled a little before getting up and brushing herself off, then peered up at the bakery sign, as expected Lorien was already perched there, she flew to her mistress's shoulder obediently.

~ Andrew Luton ~
Andrew turned to face the woman who'd tapped his shoulder, he listened to her rant for a while before she noticed what he was, "It's no problem," he said with a polite smile, He tapped his stomach with his knuckle, a metallic ringing sound issued from the contact, "Automaton, It's difficult to notice," he said with a sincere nod, she jumped the queue but he stayed put. He didn't exactly remember why he had come into the bakery in the first place, he wasn't meant to eat anything, it was bad for his parts, but he liked to taste things. He would buy a paper and a bun, just to seem normal, though in the end he knew he'd barely make a dent on the food. He shivered, if that was even possibly for a robot, just thinking about it made him uncomfortable. There were merits in being an automaton, but he sometimes wanted to be human, just so he could find out what it was like to eat things and drink things rather than simply placing them in your mouth before spitting them out again. He sighed, maybe he'd just get a newspaper instead. He dipped out of the queue and got a paper before moving to the counter and paying for it. He looked around the cafe which was fairly packed and chose to sit on a free table, the table which just happened to be opposite that of Sam. He went and sat down and began to read the news. He felt embarrassed, not openly, but in himself. He'd forgotten he was an automaton, and it wasn't the first time, and in thinking he was a human he'd gone into a bakery, only later to realise he could not eat. He clenched his jaw. Why was he cursed to sit in this metallic body with a brain and a soul like a human yet the functions completely dissimilar to one?