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[intriguing]

~ Natalie Jones ~
"The same to you, but please call me Teddy, everybody does," Natalie's dad said happily, although he was usually busying himself with clocks and watches and keeping time, he could always spare a while to talk to his daughter and her friends. "Thank you," said Natalie and Teddy at the same time, looking to each other and chuckling, "It's his shop now, but whne I'm old enough it'll be mine too," She smiled despite the urgency of the task they had ahead of them. "Dad, d'you happen to have a copy of the newspaper?" she asked him and he handed it to her then said, "Would you girls like something to eat or drink?" he asked, mainly to Skyla rather than his daughter, she knew where everything was in the house. Lee had since become more engrossed in the paper, "I think it's Iceland they've done this time, No idea how much of it, but there's been rebels all over," she muttered to herself. "Oh, and Dad?" she asked, atcually looking up from the paper, "I'm thinking of paying Sir Atticus Beverley a visit later on," she had a hidden smirk in her eyes that not even Teddy noticed. Althought she was planning to visit Sir Atticus, she was only going for information, but by the alarm in her father's eyes he had jumped to the conclusion it was for something else. After all, Atticus had been her mother's last failure at trying to get Natalie a boyfriend. "But he's a slimeball, you said so yourself, he's filthy rich and a good-for-nothing lying toad, you came home from that meeting like you do after every one, pleading with your mother and begging her to let you marry a creature instead, why on earth would you want to see him again?" said Teddy, at a rather fast pace. he was not angry with his daughter, not at all, merely bewildered, eh wanted the best for his daughter and Sir Atticus Beverley certainly wasn't the best. In fact, he agreed with his daughter, every single creature he'd ever met would be a better suitor for her than Mr Beverley. He sighed, but Natalie grinned, "Just for information that's all, about the explosion, I'm not seeing him for anything else and you know that, you heard what I said about him," she said, to put her father's mind at rest, she couldn't help but grin though, it was funny seeing him getting into a flustering rant, he was so awful at it.

~ Andrew Luton ~
"Yes, there was indeed," said Andy, agreeing with her, he hadn't raised his volume at all, yet merely changed his tone and his voice still went over that of Dylan. "Of course, I'd be more than happy to," he said, before adding, "I'm Andrew Luton, call me Andy, pleased to make your aqquaintance," he didn't offer his hand to shake, partly because he had never understood the custom but mainly because the last time he had shook someone's hand he had most unfortunetely malfunctioned slightly and given them an electric shock. He didn't want a repeat of that fateful ball again. "Of course, of course," Andy agreed, he doubted there'd be government officials in the creature sector, but with the new laws and the new jobs many of the creatures themselves had become members of the government, they lurked everywhere. He shivered through his metallic body, an odd sensation at best, and said, "I take it you have a plan?" he smiled a fraction and held the door for both Dylan and Sam.

[bubiza]

ѕĸylα

Skyla, looking slightly about the conversation between her new friend and her father, followed Lee. "I'm alright for a drink, thanks." she called, not hoping to sound rude, and then thought for a second. The Sir Atticus person Lee talked about didn't exactly sound that nice, and if Lee found him horrible, it was highly likely he'd hate creatures. Skyla wasn't normally that bothered about what people thought about her, but if she had to be in a house with somebody that not even a human could stand, it sounded pretty dire.

"So, what's the plan?" she asked curiously, wanting to know why exactly they were going to be meeting this extremely unpleasant man who had been given a title for some random reason. "Please tell me he's not some sort of government dude." she muttered. "I hate the government. And why exactly is your mum trying to get you together with all these guys?" Her parents wouldn't do that to her, mainly because they had thought she was a lost case and besides, didn't even know where she was. Chances are they thought she had died years ago, but she wasn't up to a big family reunion any time soon.

ѕαм

"Why wouldn't I have a plan?" she asked, shaking her head. "Anyway, I'm Sam, this is Dylan. No point trying to bond with him because he has the social skills of a spatula. Anyway, let's get moving." For some reason today, Sam felt extremely impatient, and was keen on sorting everything out. If she was more of a relaxed type, she probably would have tried to at least made friends with Andy, but that was totally out of her character. Instead, she wanted to get to the action, and reasonably fast.

She walked out of the door and thanked him, stepping onto the cobbled roads. Dylan coughed, and she realised she'd been grabbing his wrist for the entire time.
"Can you let go of me?" he snapped angrily.
"Fine then, but don't run off." she replied, folding her arms and waiting for Andy. "Right, it's down here, so just follow me." She began running down the road, then stopped for a bit to let the other two catch up.


((I made a poll about what should happen next, because I want to include you guys in the plot. :3 You can vote three times, or you can PM me or whatever if you have any other ideas. And, um, I forgot you didn't have to have ten options in the poll, so there's a few random ones there as well if you just want to vote for more than one or whatever.))

[Moondancer]

((Who's characters are free for interaction again? I kind of lost track X3))

[bubiza]

((Who's characters are free for interaction again? I kind of lost track X3))

((Miles is free; he's in the streets looking at the debris and stuff.
Wow. Nine votes already? O.o I only voted once for the creator one, which is kind of strange. xD))

[Moondancer]

~Caleb & Caster~

Caleb was once again brought to a halt as Caster's legs buckled suddenly, dragging Caleb down with the sudden extra weight.
"Caster" he said, nudging the half-elf gently in the ribs "Come on, you've got to help a little here."

"No" Caster mumbled in reply "M'tired."

Caleb glanced at his friend worriedly; it was unlike Caster to be like this, even after a fight. Of course, it could just be that he'd had too much to drink, but that was a difficult feat for him. Caleb was starting to worry that Caster's injuries were more serious that he'd first suspected. Caleb hated the fights, he really did, but it was their only certain source of income. Not only was Caster paid a little for the fight itself, but Caleb made extra by betting on him. But Caleb saw the toll each one took on his friend, even if Caster tried his hardest to hide it.

Gently lowering Caster to the ground again, Caleb glanced around the street for some help. Despite his strength, he was exhausted himself and there was no way he was carrying Caster all the way home.

"Hey, you" he called, gesturing to a young man in a green military coat, further down the street "I don't suppose I could get some help." He pointed down to Caster, smiling sheepishly.

[intriguing]

~ Natalie Jones ~
Teddy had nodded in response to Skyla then gotten back to his work, once again he was oblivious to the world around him, all bar the bird bird, Lorien, who was perched on the edge of his desk, he stroked her affectionately, just as Natalie did. Lee led the way through the building. The front of the place was the cosy shop, with desks and chairs and clocks galore, but when you went behind the till there was a door reading 'Staff Only', this led to the house, on the floor there was something similar to a trap-door, a huge oak, square panel, somewhat obscured by a rug, but noticeable to those who looked. Natalie didn't even glance downwards as it creaked, it was part of the house and only very few people knew where it led. She opened the door for Skyla, there was a long room, a kitchen, and a winding set of stairs, She led the way up the stairs rather than to the kitchen. "I would tell you he's not from the government, but I'm afraid I'd be lying," she said, shaking her head, the house was like a long narrow maze, it went over five floors, one of which was underground. She led the way down a narrow corridor, there were two doors to the right and one to the left, Natalie pulled out a key that opened the door to her left. "The only reason I'd ever force you and I into his company is the fact that he knows things, he can't tell a lie from a truth and is extremely easy to charm," she explained. "Because my mother believes in my being a lady, she wants me to settle with someone rich, it's mainly for her own good I guess, she doesn't really understand me or my father," said Natalie rolling her eyes, "She's just silly and frilly but not as bad as you'd think, just oblivious to personality..."
Natalie held the door and flicked on the switch. The workshop was illuminated, two of the walls were pinned with notes, designs, newspaper clippings and all manner of other pieces of paper, they all seemed relevant to one another, in which way is unclear, the designs develop, each sheet detailing an intricate piece, many of the newspaper clippings were those of scientific developments. Lee began riffling through a drawer, she apparently had found what she was looking for, a big black notebook and two, what appeared to be, guns. "Ok, It's sort of a half baked plan I know," she said, looking particularly maniacally with a gun in each of her hands. She hastily put them down. "As I was saying, it's not that much of a plan, but I really want to find out what's happening, we can safely say Iceland's been blown up due to rioting rebels, but that's not in depth enough, I want to know what the rebels were rioting about, why they had to be 'detained' and most of all, what's going to happen next, they always export the rich to some other country, and it looks like today it's London, we're overpopulated and they're most-likely going to cull or evacuate, and knowing the governments hatred for creatures I hate to say it, but they'll go first," Natalie summed up in a nutshell. "Don't worry about the guns, they don't kill, they pause a person for about a half an hour, just in case we need to make a quick getaway from Sir Atticus. I am sorry I dragged you into this, if you want to leave be my guest, but two brains are most often better than one," said Natalie with a weak smile. She took the brown coat off her body and also detached her metallic wings, she replaced it with a leather biking jacket that was sitting on the back of the chair. She looked down at her shoes, they were suitable. "I don't know if you'd prefer to fly or ride, but I'm getting my motorbike, we've a spare if you'd like," Natalie said and let her shoulders drop, relaxed. She needed to stop rushing into things. Sure she'd thought it over but everything was moving slightly too fast for her.

~ Andrew Luton ~
"Nice to meet you both," said Andy with a considerate nod both to Sam and Dylan. Andy simply dipped his head when she thanked him, "Yep, I'm following, don't worry 'bout me," said Andy, hurrying his pace a fraction to keep up with the girl. "I'm sorry if this seems rude, but may I ask which species you both are, I sort of like to know who and what I'm siding with," he smiled just a little, once again hurrying his pace a bit, Sam really was a woman on a mission, she was moving swiftly and the automaton, as finely crafted as he was, was still a clunky robot and was unused to keeping pace like this.

((No muse for Andy -.- Also, sorry for late response, have been making cakes and jelly for most of the day))

[bubiza]

ѕĸylα

Skyla looked at the stun guns excitedly. She would be fine in using them, especially on a government official if he started having a go at her. And besides, they looked reasonably easy to use. "I'm totally cool in doing this. After all, I might come in use somehow." Skyla said happily. "I'm more of a physical person compared to mental, and if that Atticus bloke gets all violent, I'll make sure he knows what's coming to him." She had always been a bit of a wild child, and would happily defend anybody from somebody she didn't particularly like. "And besides, your plan sounds like a good one, so I'm sure it'll work." Picking up one of the stun guns, Skyla examined it closer, seeing how exactly it worked. Her brain wasn't the brightest, though, so she couldn't quite work it out, but she pretended she had a faint idea so she didn't seem too stupid.

"And besides, if anything goes wrong, Lee, at least they'll be able to get yer outta here, so you'll be fine. I can look after myself if anything goes wrong, so there's no need to worry, m'kay?" she said, half-heartedly. Skyla was the kind of person who could look after herself, but had no idea what they'd do if she was blown up. Not much, anyway, since she'd be in pieces. "And I'll fly. Good exercise, and I have no idea how to use a motorbike thing anyway, although they do look kinda cool."

dylαɴ

Sam was much too fast for Dylan, who was lagging behind reasonably close to Andy. He wasn't the talking type, and was no means in attempting to start a conversation with him. He had never been a sporty type, and what he was slow in physically he made up mentally, and was capable of solving difficult problems quickly in his brain.
"I'm a shapeshifter. And ol' Dylan there's an Anlut" Sam called, stopping outside a house and opening the door. "Here we are, guys." Dylan went inside, and instantly saw the mess. Junk was piled up everywhere, with the occasional weapon or Army medal thrown around. He picked up a machete and looked at it, trying to work out what use it would be. Quite useful, he worked out, especially defending himself from tax collectors.
"Got it from my Army days." she explained, picking up a medal and throwing it on the table. "Which is where most of the junk in here's from, actually. Help yourself to any weapons, since we're probably going to need them." Sam sat down on a chair, relaxing, and smiled.

"So, yeah. The plan. As you know, Iceland was blown up today by the government. They're getting reckless, so what I was thinking is that a group of us creatures should go and rebel against them."
"And get blown up? Charming." Dylan snapped, flipping the sword around in anger.
"Hear me out, will ya? Anyway, I think I know some people who could help us, and if we can manage to get to the Mother Ship - we could blend in easily with the people, since we all can take human forms or look somewhat human - then we can start a riot from there, but get all the other ships involved with it too. You see, the one ship they can't blow up is themselves, which then asks what would happen if the people there did riot? That's what I'm aiming for. Help me if you want, but if not, feel free to leave." She said the last bit looking at Dylan, as if she was expecting him to go. That did it for him. He glared at her and snapped "I'm doing it." She looked at Andy, waiting for him to give his answer.

мιleѕ

Miles walked over to see what seemed to be getting on. The guy's friend seemed to be on the floor half asleep. He had no idea what to do, since wasn't qualified in any sort of medical thing.
"Well... Did he get hit by any debris? Or is he drunk? Or a combination of both? I'm not a doctor, you see, so I don't really have that much knowledge about things like this. he explained. "Name's Miles, by the way, if that helps much. Not that I can see it doing anything."

((I like jelly and cakes. ;3
Sorry for my sudden vanishing act. I was trying to work out the chords to Viva la Vida on my sister's keyboard, and then we went to IKEA, which was amazingly awkward since we saw the person off the Apprentice and my mum wanted to ask her about a million question although it was obvious she wanted to eat meatballs with her boyfriend.
And I had no muse for Miles, so pardon the tiny post for him.))

[intriguing]

((I've made a new character (Juliet) and added it to my first post, hope she's alright c: Oh and if she is accepted how does she and Skadi meeting up sound Moondancer? She'll come and visit his lair c:))

~ Natalie Jones ~
Natalie handed over one of the guns, "That ones got six uses, you just pull the trigger, if you want to practice aim at the clock, it'll freeze for half an hour but I'll reset it. I'm sure you'll be very useful to be honest, I'm more of a mental person than a physical one," Lee said smiling, together they'd make a good team, she had no doubt that if anything went wrong at Sir Atticus's meeting, they were more than capable of fending for themselves. Natalie watched her examining the weaponry and smiled, "I'm not sure myself how they work at all, it was more my father and his business partner's doing, I helped a little, but mainly with the design," she said modestly. Natalie had a good brain, but there was only so much a nineteen year old could take in with the experience she had. "Don't say that, I'm staying and fighting till the bitter end, no matter what happens," Lee said with confidence. She tucked anything else she need in her pockets and checked her appearance. She was clean and tidy if a little unconventional. She was sure Atticus would much prefer to see her in a low-cut dress, but that just wasn't how she played. "Well, let's get going then," said Lee, "No need to call in to Sir Beverley, he has freed himself today in the hope that I may visit, Oh how I hate to make him happy, but still, it must be done," said Natalie, and once again held the door open for Skyla. This time when they went down the stairs Lee opened the trapdoor and flicked on the light, a ladder led down to an unclean floor. Lee bid her father goodbye, as well as Lorien, then headed down the steps. She flicked on another three lights and the room was illuminated. It was that of a garage, a huge expanse of sloped space leading to a large door. Right in the middle of the room was Lee's shining beauty, her motorcycle.
Lee went up to it and rubbed it as affectionately as she did with her bird, boy did she love the machinery, it was beautiful in her mind, and she had partially built it. "Welcome to my lair," she said with a grin, gesturing round the room, "I'd show you everything but we'd be here an age, I'd like to find out what's going on around here as soon as physically possible," Lee said, and with the press of a button the garage door rolled up and showed a slip-way to the street outside. "She's a fairly big cycle, so if you can follow aerially that'd be great, I'd give you the address if I could remember it, but I only know the way," said Natalie, then once again looked at Skyla. "All set?" she asked, sitting idly on her motorcycle, she'd since put on her helmet.

~ Andrew Luton ~
"Thanks," said Andy, now looking at both Sam and Dylan from on to the other. A shifter and an Anlut, he thought, interesting to say the least. Andrew walked into the place, immediately interested by practically everything he saw, there was just so much good stuff, but he tore his attention away from it all to listen to what Sam had to say. His eyes darted between the two as they argued like a couple, it made him a smile a little, but what Sam was saying was too important to simply smile at, he needed to listen. "I'll join too, but we're going to need a lot more people if this is every going to work, if they bomb a whole ship at the touch of a button they'll have no problem getting rid of us three," Andy said sensibly, he was always trying to think ahead, to consequences and problems that he could work around.

[Moondancer]

((I've made a new character (Juliet) and added it to my first post, hope she's alright c: Oh and if she is accepted how does she and Skadi meeting up sound Moondancer? She'll come and visit his lair c:))

((Sounds good ^^))

~Caleb & Caster~

"Nice to meet you, Miles." Caleb said with another smile "I'm Caleb; the comatose one is Cas. He's drunk, that's for sure, but I think he might be hurt." He tugged fairly ineffectively at Caster's arm. "Could you just help me lift him and get him home so I can check him over properly. He's heavier than he looks." Caleb had gotten fairly good at medical care, both as a result of being a soldier and treating Caster's various injuries in the years since; a good side affect of bad circumstances, he supposed.

Caster, meanwhile, was still almost completely unresponsive, giving an noneffective salute and lopsided grin to Miles before returning to his slumped position against Caleb's leg, eyes closed.

~Skadi~

Skadi stood when he felt the rumble run through the ship, black eyes turning to the ceiling of his warehouse. Throwing himself back into his chair, he clicked his fingers, one of his many rats emerging from the gloom and settling itself on an armrest. A particular favorite of his; large and scruffy, covered in scars, with one ear missing and half a tail. Skadi had nicknamed him Cuddles.

"Go out, would you? See what's going on." He whispered to the rat, running his fingers along its spine. The rat gave a small nod of acknowledgement and leaped off the armrest, scurrying for the nearest entrance to the sewers.

((Sorry for the short posts. Writers block >.<))

[Yellow.]

Asher blinked, seeing the place that was the 'amazing thrift store.' It didn't look like much; It didn't look like anything, really. When they walked inside, she was slightly surprised to see the amount of boxes that were in there. "Wow, it doesn't look like much on the outside, but the inside is pretty impressive~" She said, nodding approvingly. She nodded a greeting to the store owner, then turned to Luna. "I'm not exactly sure what I should get, I don't really go to parties that often. And I have absolutely no idea what kind of party you're taking me to, either." She said, amused.

She walked over to a random box and started looking through it. "Hmm~ There's some pretty good things in here, actually..." She mused. She closed the box and went to another one, shifting through its contents. "...No thanks." She muttered, slamming the box closed. She paused for a moment, taking in more of the store. 'Hmm~ I've never been to a place quite like this... Most of the thrift stores I've been to have been crowded with a ton of creatures scrambling for at least a scrap of clothing. This place has a huge selection and isn't that bad~' She thought, smiling.