Wings of Fire roleplay: Our Destiny (CLOSED)

[AGGUA!]

Wretched- "Oh. Ok. I guess..." Wretched knew she could think for herself every once in a while, and if she disagreed with somebody's opinion, sometimes she just let it slide. But this time around, she wasn't sure if Ocelot was right. "But with who? She doesn't have a male. She'll just be taking female blood with female blood, and that can't end well, right?" Even if she was no scientist, she knew enough to realize that 'the results', as scientists referred to them, weren't always 'pure' or 'accurate'.

[broner]

"To be fair, I think Castor might be harboring Galaxy because she could be of some use to her," Rift piped up. "I mean, Galaxy could easily be dangerous; she has serrated claws, fire, frostbreath."

[AGGUA!]

Wretched- "Then why not lock her up?" Wretched reasoned. "If she were THAT dangerous, she would be under heavy guard, possibly down in the dungeon. Not lounging on the floor were Galaxy could easily sink her claws into the throat of the scientist. It just..."

Castor- Castor was on her way back from tending to Inferno's wounds. She wasn't whistling, like usual. Instead her muscles were knotted and hard as iron, her jaw was set, and her eyes were dark and cold. "Stupid skywing... Stupid sandwing... STUPID DRAGONETS!!!" she roared, blasting fire down the corridor.

[broner]

Nebula was getting bored of this conversation. "I'm still here," she reminded them, swishing her spiked tail back and forth.

[AGGUA!]

Wretched- "I know, Galaxy, sorry," she said apologetically. Then she heard Castor's roar. "Yipes!" she squeaked, scrambling back onto Ocelot's back, hugging his neck so tight she heard him choke slightly from the sudden movement. "Hide! Guys, HIDE!!!"

Castor- Castor smacked into another guard roughly, knocking her down. "Hey!" she snapped, but Castor simply whacked her tail into the guard's snout, warning her to back off. The lab wasn't much further.

[broner]

Ocelot instinctively went invisible.

Rift tried to hide behind Ocelot's wings.

[AGGUA!]

Wretched- Wretched pressed herself against Ocelot's scales, trying to be as small as possible. But he also had to hide Rift, and her tail was still poking out, as were bits of her wings. It wouldn't be enough. Before either of them could protest, she darted off of Ocelot's back, hiding under Castor's desk. She tried to make herself as small as possible, her scales melting into the shadows. Her heart was thumping outside of her chest.

Castor- Castor entered the lab, tongue flicking in and out. "Feeling better?" she asked Nebula gruffly. She went over to her desk, shuffling some papers, narrowly avoiding stepping on Wretched's white tail tip.

[broner]

Nebula was torn whether to play along with the Galaxy self or to betray them to Castor and reveal herself now. So, to compromise, she flicked her eyes involuntarily at where Ocelot was hiding.

[AGGUA!]

Castor- Castor's eyes narrowed. "So you are feeling better," she said, pretending not to notice. "Good. Well, the ointment has been sitting for about fifteen minutes. I would say that it's time to rub it off, inspect the wound a bit better. If you don't mind." She pretended to grab something in her talons, then went over to Nebula, tensing, preparing to spring at Ocelot.

Wretched- Wretched recognized what Castor was going to do instantly. "NO!!!" she roared, exploding out from under her desk and sinking her fangs into the back of Castor's neck.

Castor- "HARGH!!!" Castor roared, whipping around violently, making Wretched loose her grip. Wretched was thrown against the glass of Mirror's cell, shattering it, a faint CRACK coming from her ribcage. She yelped loudly, Castor darting to her and sinking her claws into her neck, ripping through and tearing the cord of the necklace. She took a step back, winding the skyfire necklace around her talons. "Well, well. I'll deal with you in a minute. Try not to die without me here to see it," she sneered, exiting the lab.

(Whew, long post, sorry! Just wanted to create a plot twisty!)

[broner]

Nebula had forgotten about Wretched. She couldn't decide if she should help Castor, which was what her instinct was telling her, or help the others out of the lab. She decided to shoo Rift and Ocelot out and rip Wretched away from Castor to "let her escape"; this was the only compromise, because it would look like she was saving them, but she would also be saving Castor. She gave Castor an apologetic glance with her good eye and hissed "Go! I'll get Wretched!"

Ocelot refused to leave. "I'm not leaving Wretched here!" he snarled, plowing over to her.