Wings of Fire: The Darkest Hour (Not Accepting)

[AGGUA!]

Reaper-
"What was your first clue?" he asked Torrent, a little on edge because of the new seawing. "And it's only nice to meet someone new if they don't try to chop off my head and mount it on a wall. 'Oh no, hybrids!'" Reaper snorted. "So, yea, like I said before..." He tapped lightly on the bars of the cage. "Keys, please?"

[montmorency]

Vulture lay his head on his dark talons, staring in the direction of his twin sister. She was in the pit, and he could barely see her. But she couldn't see him. He sighed, glancing at the open shackles on the other side of his boring cell. Because he didn't really have any powers at all, the NightWings had simply chosen to put him in a secure cell.
He looked at the SeaWings and the hybrid, head still on his talons. Vulture was laying on a small ledge - something most of the cells had, connected to the wall. He listened to Volcano, only to realize he did recognize the free SeaWing. He was one of those dragonets from Possibility that they had tried to steal from. Vulture narrowed his amber eyes.

[broner]

Rift ignored the SkyWing, believing they were just another whiny, grumpy prisoner. "And you proceed to believe I actually have the keys?" he snorted to Reaper. "Don't jest with me. You said yourself they're secure with Foreseer." He then turned to Torrent again. "Nice to meet you too," he replied, and couldn't help a warm smile spreading across his face.

[montmorency]

"You're not Ri- Reef, SeaWing," Volcano continued, lashing her tail. She continued watching Rift and the other prisoners he was talking to. "Are you?"

[broner]

Rift turned to look at the SkyWing. "Why?" he asked casually, but a cold trickle ran down his spine. He knew that dragon. That firescales SkyWing that nearly killed the lot of them.

[AGGUA!]

Reaper-
Reaper lashed out, his talons inches from the seawing's neck. He grasped at him, but couldn't reach. He narrowed his eyes, his tail slithering out from between the bars. "Are you LYING?" he demanded (Que dramatic music)

[broner]

"Why would I lie to a lot of pathetic prisoners? I have better things to do," he snapped back, evading the hybrid's talons. "And for the record, I actually thought hybrids are great. No beheading. Hm, but now I'm considering it." His 'grudge-mode' was starting to take over, but he stamped it down.

[AGGUA!]

Reaper-
"OH REALLY?!" Reaper snarled, debating whether or not to fry the seawing alive. "Try me. FIGHT ME. I would win, I can assure you that."

(Writer's block)

[broner]

Taleweaver strode through the dark hall, stopping beside the large metal door and twitching her ears. She heard angry shouts. I swear, if those SeaWings are fighting again-- no, forget the SeaWings, the hybrid's the problem. Shoving her way into the prison, she contorted her face into a terrible snarl before spotting the free SeaWing. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" she hissed, taking a step forward.

"Yeah, we-" Rift was cut off by the NightWing's appearance. He flattened his ears against his head.

[AGGUA!]

Reaper-
Reaper pointed an accusing talon at Rift. "HE'S FREE!!!" Reaper screeched. "ESCAPEE! GET HIM!!!" He tried to pry the bars apart again, but like always, it didn't work. It was a useless idea, really. "HE WANTS TO KILL ME!!!" Reaper roared, slamming his rack of horns against the bars, screeching.