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[cloudling]

((WB, I apologize.))

[belle noire]

Charlotte Jamison || Leader || The Flock

Mood: ...
Talking To: Zane Devir/Ariana Graye
Action: Yelling

Charlotte looked up momentarily to see Zane fuming about something for some unknown reason. Urg, guys these days. She rolled her turquoise colored eyes. "Yeah, it's kind of my job to protect The Flock as leader." she said, shrugging. After all, it was her job to keep everyone safe and to keep order. "No proble-" she started, but was cut off as Zane threw is arms around her neck and kissed her, dragging her down on him. Disgusted, she punched his gut and jumped into the air, landing lightly a few meters away from him. Zane was another story. She had punched so hard that he flew into the air and crashed into a tree. The blow wasn't that hard, though. Giving him a furious glare, she flew away from the trees, grabbing Ariana by the arm and dragging the nine-year-old deeper into the forest. "Don't tell, Ari." she said in an urgent tone.

((@Shawty: I have a open charrie, Daphne. Her form isn't up, though. Too lazy. xp))

Ariana ‘Ari’ Graye
||Female || Age Nine || Apprentice Fighter || The Flock || Telekinesis||

Mood: Coniving / Stunned
Talking To: Charlotte
Action: Shooting rocks through a tree

Ari rolled her eyes, brushing long strands of hair from her face. Sticking her tongue out slightly at Charlotte, she wondered why the older girl didn't want the rest of the flock to know. Then again, maybe she thought they would take that as some sort of weakness. Sighing, she nodded rather reluctantly, biting her lip. "Alright, but you gots to take me shopping." She said, her blue eyes twinkling with mishief as she walked away without an answer. And I know you will, or Imma tell ev-er-ee-one She thought to Char, turning back to shoot a childish grin over her shoulder before she walked around the camp, looking for something fun to do.

Finally with a sigh, she looked up, higher and higher. She wouldn't dare take to the air like she had at their earlier camp. Afterall, she didn't want to endanger the flock again. Throwing out her hand, she flicked her fingers, picking up some rocks with her mind. In all honesty, she knew dang well that she was too young to control her powers fully, but she didn't necessarily understand what this meant. She could basically do what she wanted, moving things just with her will. Sometimes her power might lash out, but she usually had it under control. Blinking, she let the rocks spin just above her palm before shooting her hand out again, causing the rocks to fly one by one into the trunk of a tree.

[cloudling]

Charlotte Jamison || Leader || The Flock

The seventeen-year-old rolled her eyes at the young girl's response. Yes, it was oh so very childish, but Charlotte grinned. "Sure. Tomorrow, first thing in the morning." she replied, running a hand through her long blonde hair. She couldn't help but reading Ariana Graye's thoughts. She shook her head dismissively, her blonde hair coming loose out of the ponytail she had fixed it into that morning. [color=#0040FF]"If you tell, I will tickle you to death." came the response. Yes, Charlotte knew that Ari was ticklish, and knew exactly where she was ticklish. The nine-year-old was ticklish on her stomach, underarms, and her feet. Watching Ariana leave, Charlotte heaved a sigh and followed Ari back to camp a few moments after. Through the trees, she could just see the outline of Zane, and her expression immediately hardened and she walked back to the camp without giving Zane another look or though.

Charlotte watched as Ari played with some rocks and threw them at a tree with her mind. Ari's powers were growing, she had to say. It was interesting to watch her powers grow; especially when they were just beginning to master it. [/color]

[belle noire]

Ariana ‘Ari’ Graye
||Female || Age Nine || Apprentice Fighter || The Flock || Telekinesis||

Mood: Coniving / Stunned
Talking To: Charlotte
Action: Shooting rocks through a tree

Ari grinned, stopping one of the rocks before it hit the tree. "I wonder what else I can do eventually." She murmered, her voice tight with concentration. Wincing, the little girl let the rock fall, rubbing her head. "Owchie." She said, frowning at the oncoming headache. Sighing, she turned and sat, spreading her wings ever so slightly. "Do you think the erasers will ever leave us alone?" She said to no one in particular, though she knew Charlotte was watching what she was doing.

[D0ctor Ducky]

Zacherile:
I followed Lei's instructions,and sat on the ground next to her.I looked around the camp,and observed.Charlotte was patching Zane up,Thim was making food,and Madisyn.......was nowhere to be found.Crud.She's probably going to find a rabid bear to chase her,with out luck.

Leilani:
I Absent mindedly rested my hand over his and sighed. I needed to think of something to do for the flock. I hadn't really done anything for them yet and I was starting to feel bad. But, I was tired.......so very tired. I tried keeping my eyes open, but exhaustion took over and my eyes drifted closed. My head fell back onto the tree I was propped up on, tilting my face upwards a little bit. My mouth was open a tiny bit, only enough to see my top teeth. If I were awake, I would've been embarrassed, but at thay moment sleep was important. Oh, I was gonna feel so bad for falling asleep. But it really wasn't me that had fallen asleep...it was almost as if someone had pushed the power off button.

(i have a few characters under construction c: I believe they're almost done. Same with some formats for my existing characters)

[ɾïṿεṉḋεll]

[Recap please? Being away without internet slows down RPing.....]

[cloudling]

Charlotte Jamison || Leader || The Flock

Mood: ...
Talking To: Zane Devir/Ariana Graye
Action: Yelling

Charlotte looked up momentarily to see Zane fuming about something for some unknown reason. Urg, guys these days. She rolled her turquoise colored eyes. "Yeah, it's kind of my job to protect The Flock as leader." she said, shrugging. After all, it was her job to keep everyone safe and to keep order. "No proble-" she started, but was cut off as Zane threw is arms around her neck and kissed her, dragging her down on him. Disgusted, she punched his gut and jumped into the air, landing lightly a few meters away from him. Zane was another story. She had punched so hard that he flew into the air and crashed into a tree. The blow wasn't that hard, though. Giving him a furious glare, she flew away from the trees, grabbing Ariana by the arm and dragging the nine-year-old deeper into the forest. "Don't tell, Ari." she said in an urgent tone.

((@Shawty: I have a open charrie, Daphne. Her form isn't up, though. Too lazy. xp))

[Storms in Rome]

Zacherile :
I looked at Lei,and smiled.I closed her mouth,made sure she wasn't going to have a crick in her neck later,then left to go find Madisyn.

(Will lengthen later)

[ɾïṿεṉḋεll]

Thank you! I think it's high time Zane finds his power! Watch out for falling squirrel poos.

Zane D.| Second in Command

There isn't a thing called 'dark and dangerous.' For me, it's 'dark, handsome, cool, witty, and dangerous'

Zane coughed slightly as he hit the tree, and looked up, only to have a nut fall on his head. A squirrel. Zane hated squirrels. He growled up at the pesky creature and it chittered back, but strangly, he understood the random noise.

Human bad, bird boy, demon! Flee, demon! it chirped.

"Shut it, rat. Zane growled up at the small, furry creature.

Rat? I not rat. I squirrel, stupid!

"Fine then. You're a chipmunk." He sneered.

CHIPMUNK! the squirrel huffed. I am SQUIRREL. Chipmunks gross animals. Squirrels clean. See? it said, rubbing its tiny face with little paws.


"Why should I care? I could catch you and have you for dinner!" he snickered.

The squirrel opened it's eyes, Zane could see a small rim of white around the brown. You wouldn't dare,

"Watch me!" and with that, Zane started to climb up the tree.

In responce, the squirrel pooped on his shoulder as his fingers closed around the furry body. It bit him and he released it, but not before cursing at it.

Mood: Cheerful
Action: Talking, kissing
Action to: Char

Thim M.| Head Fighter

If you believe you can fly, you can't, don't hurt yourself immitating us freaks.

Lany nodded to Char, and began to gather some sticks and such for a small fire. She crossed her fingers and took up her spark rocks, which she liked alot because they never wore out. She slapped them together with a sharp crack, and a spark fluttered to life on the pile of small branches. Lany grinned happily before pulling out some food that they had. Let's see, she thought cheerily, What has we gots now for fud? Hmmmmm.... She pulled out some packaged hotdogs. Not the most healty food on the planet, but if you made 'em Chicago style, it was a total heart attack. Of course, the flock was used to being attacked, but not with belly aches and heartburn. Besides, she didn't want anyone to get a craving for them, or go loopy from all the extra junk on the beef link.

Thim shrugged and skewered the sausages on sharp sticks and set them gingerly over the small blaze that warmed her front. Soon, the entire place smelled like roasting piggie, and Lanu began to pull them off onto a large paper plate. Paper plates, She thought ruefully, Will be the death of us all.



OOC: Chicago style hotdogs are way too much for me, but my dad likes them. I just like mustard and ketchup. Dad say's its against the law to put ketchup on your hotdog in Chicago. o.0 Pssh, don't see any police after me.

Really on topic: They're in Pheonix, right? In the ruralish area, and can they see the lights from houses? Also, where are the Erasers? Back where they started, or in Pheonix with the flock?

Mood: Mild
Action: Attempting to cook, WARNING: Stay back!
Action To: Hot dogs

Rocky| Fighter| Eraser

Go away

Rocky leaned back slowly, bored and tired. Those stupid birds, she thought scornfully. Why do the gosh darn things have to move so dang fast? Can't they take the bus? She growled softly. With her deep, gray eyes shut at the moment and her red hair tied up in a bun at the back of her head, she looked like any normal fourteen year old girl living in the area. Except for her company.

Erasers.

They didn't look nearly as innocent as her, and even she looked a little suspicious.

Mood: Agitated
Action: Sitting
Action To: No one

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[D0ctor Ducky]

(haha, awwh)

Leilani:
Normally, I don't dream. Or I don't register them. But this one, I don't even know. The flock was at the beach, laughing and having fun, doing what any normal teen would. But...their wings were missing. And there were no worried looks. I smiled, it was nice seeing them happy. But, In one swift moment, the dream was over, and my eyes were open. Well, I had fallen over, and was curled up on the ground. Wow....I fell asleep? I pushed myself Back up and rubbed my eyes....I was still so sleepy...