⚜ The Hummingbird Wars RP ⚜ Open ⚜

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Espy eyed the note on the fridge, pulled open the fridge, grabbed up a block of cheese, crossed to the counter and got a knife and headed back upstairs. She was extra careful to make sure that she closed and locked the secret passage and waited inside of the custodial door listening for patrons or passersby. She opened the door slightly, peering out into the dimly lit club. She saw a few customers sitting about and staff, and watched as a man burst through the door with a small girl in his arms. She was shocked by both his demeanor and the following events. Stasi, Rusty, and a woman she didn't know disappeared behind a closed door with the girl, presumably the office, and the patrons were all watching the situation with obvious interest.

How on Earth am I supposed to get over there without being noticed? Stupid green skin! Ugh.

She watched the traffic of the club for a moment before closing the door to the custodian's closet again. She sat on the floor with her back pressed to the door looking around her trying to come up with a solution. She found a bandana on the shelf and wrapped it over her nose, mouth, and chin. An old pair of coveralls was folded in the corner and she shimmied into them, thankfully too big which would cover her wings. Her hair was dry now so she let it fall over her face, and grabbed a bottle of dark furniture oil and rubbed it haphazardly over her face and hands. She ran back down to the bathroom and looked herself over in the mirror.

Hmm, better but it needs more.

Back up in the closet she got some more oil and smudged it on her ears and throat, then coated her hands in gray spray paint and rubbed it over the oil and into her hair and clothes here and there. She pulled the mop bucket out of the corner, dropped the mop into it and pulled a cap off the hook on the door. Pulling it onto her head, opened the door wide and wheeled the mop bucket to the hall area outside Rusty's office. She knocked on the door, pushed it open and said loudly, "I got that shelving unit done, boss. I'm bout to start on the bathrooms unless there's something else you need."

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Sherry jumped at the loud knocked at her door. She peeped through the peekhole and saw her husband standing there. She waited for the second knock before opening it. They'd had this system for years, and it had never failed them. Always they'd known when it was safe because of the unspoken language of symbols and tricks that they used. For instance he had known she was home by the position of the partially open curtain to the window upstairs. She had known he was alone because of his knock. She opened the door and he shuffled in, obviously exhausted. Latching the door, and sliding the desk over in front of it, she looked at him suspiciously. Something was not right.

"What's going on sweetheart? How did the trip go?" How he answered her would tell her everything she needed to know. Now they played a game of opposites. They always talked in code when Andrew was awake or when there were others around. You could never be too careful. Kids repeat everything they hear, and you never know if you can really trust anyone.

"Well, it was awful. It took us days and days and we turned up nothing. No sign of any parts for the tractor. Dang shame too. We could use that thing. It would certainly speed up the planting process this year."

They found something of use. Tabitha? Could it really be that she was one of the Tendits that escaped?

"I did run into an old friend though, remember Jules? He was telling me about this new girl that came into the club. Beautiful and all that jazz. Same old Jules. Always with the girls. I wonder if he will ever settle down. Said she hadn't been back though so I guess he struck out. At any rate, I'm famished. When's dinner, do I have time to clean up first?"

Tabitha had gotten out and ended up in Jules' old club. Strange that she wasn't there anymore.

"I'll start dinner now if you'd like. Poor Jules. We really should go see him. I haven't talked to him in ages. Go shower, I'll get Andrew and meet you at the table." And that was that. In a few days they would leave here, again, off to find Andrew's sister, a child Sherry had never even seen, that she would now raise with her son. She was more thankful for the fruit of this trip than nearly any other her husband had made. She would keep her promise to her friend, a deathbed promise she had no intention of breaking.

[lavender & lilac;;]

Tabitha Brookes

Tabitha lay there, unconscious, unmoving, and yet, her mind was running a mile a minute. Her heart was beating so hard that you could hear it just by standing next to her. But with the people moving around her and screaming, you would have to strain. Tabitha Brookes was hurt. She was laying down on a desk, being poked and prodded, stabbed with needles, and generally being medicined to death.

She was dreaming.

Tabitha sat in her room. She watched the door for movement. It was 1:30. He'd be here soon. But as the minutes ticked on, it seemed less and less likely that he would do it. Then, the alarm blared, her door burst open, and there he was. Farin, only he had purple eyes. Then the scene changed. She was at the facility still, only now, it was after the breakout. She had never escaped. Could it be true? She almost broke down in tears, until the setting changed again, and she was in a strange little house, watching a woman who seemed familiar holding a baby.

But before she could reach the woman she fell through the floor into the basement and there was a girl with hair like hers, only older, leaning against a post that formed a part of the foundation. The girl held out a key, and Tabitha grabbed it. But then, a blinding light and...

Tabitha woke up in a panic. There were people buzzing about her and frantically pulling on her hand and doing various things to wake her up. But then they saw her awake. And in a flurry of whispers and questions, a man looked at her and said, "I'm Rusty. Are you okay?" Tabs nodded but held her throat and shook her head as if to say 'I don't speak'. She saw a girl with wings, a true beauty, and another in the doorway watching. Did she have green skin? Tabitha took this in in an instant, and then looked around the room and frowned. Where was she? The man, Rusty, asked her if she needed anything. She motioned like she was writing and he handed her some paper and a pen.

Tabitha thought on it, and then wrote, Where am I, and how did I get here? She was about to hand it to him, but took it back and scribbled quickly, Can I be left with the other tendits? Please? Rusty understood and shooed them out with a gruff 'go' and then shut the door, leaving Tabs with Anastasia and Esperanza. She quickly sat up and asked aloud, "Who are you and why am I here?"

[Avaloni]

{Argh, I swore I posted this last night!! lol..}

Anastasia

Shaylee had just taken out the needle from the shot she'd given the tendit girl to wake her up when there was a flurry of excitement and feathers. Dejectedly, Rusty had shooed her out. She walked back into the room, heels clicking on the hard tile surface. All the patrons were still looking around. "Well there's nothing to look at!" She said, frusturated. One by one they turned their eyes away from the hallway and started small, meaningless conversation in tones barely louder than whispers. Luckily Shaylee didn't have to worry. She knew all these people... Some good, others not so much... but all of them had a like mind when it came to the hummingbird wars, and she knew none of them would betray Rusty, herself, or the tendits.

Back in the office Anastasia eyed Esperanza.. "What on earth did you do to yourself!?" Not waiting for an answer, she focused on the new tendit girl. Rusty put his hands to his sides, keeping a safe distance from the new tendit's space, not wanting to make her feel confined. "I'm Rusty. You're in my nightclub. You're here because a western gentleman brought you when you had collapsed or something." He jutted a thumb at Anastasia. "This here's-" "I'm Anastasia." she cut him off.

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Esperanza looked at Anastasia in obvious irritation and muttered, "I didn't see a better way to cover my skin back there, unless you have a vat of foundation you're hiding." She turned to the girl and looked at her closely, she didn't look familiar but that didn't mean much since Espy had spent most of her life at the facility locked in her room or under private instruction. "My name is Esperanza but you can call me Espy. Its okay, you're safe. We have all gotten here together, and at least that's a start. We've got food and warmth, and for now shelter. I think you'll recover nicely by the looks of everything. Right now we've got to get you cleaned up and fed. You're so young! How old are you sweetie? Do you feel okay enough to move?"

Espy's heart broke for the girl. She was so little and obviously very scared, though she had made a good show of being strong and bossy. Espy nearly laughed at the thought. This little one probably only weighed seventy pounds. The poor thing probably didn't even have a good training basis. What a shame. So beautiful.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{May I join? This seems very interesting.}}

[lavender & lilac;;]

Tabitha responded, though shaken and worried. "My name is Tabitha. Tabitha Brookes. I'm twelve. And I'm fine. But I'd like to know who I'm dealing with. Are you going to take me back to the facility?" Tabitha was tired. She had flown for so long after they had come after her again. She had been on the run for a long time. She still had her knife though. She'd be okay. But a question gnawed at her heart. Would they still accept her after they had seen her crazy? What would they do when they found out? Tabs had no clue. But even if they would, could she accept their help afterwards? It seemed like a lost cause. Tabitha held her heart in her chest and kept the tears inside. She could not cry in front of them. She wouldn't.

(Sorry. WB. And I think we're still accepting. Wait for Avi.)

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{Okay. Thanks.}}

[Avaloni]

{{May I join? This seems very interesting.}}

Yes! Of course! Just fill out a form.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{Okay. It might be a little while. I am making something for my friend.}}