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Laodicia said:
"I'm hoping we don't have to kill anyone or.... any thing. But you know sometimes it's necessary. If it's me or them.... Nice sword, how do you keep it from rusting?"
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Normally Gage would have gone on a little spat about murder and how heroes don't do that, but he kept quiet, shoving his hands in his pockets and wrapping his wings around himself with a shiver. He had not repeated everything the man had warned. About his neighbor's criminal record, and hearing more than just crying. A tiny voice inside his head echoed what Tor had said earlier about being crazy, but he shoved it aside. Somebody needed help, and they were going to give it. Wasn't this the whole motive behind this project? To be a hero? Maybe it was a little fantastical at first, but as a chill ran down his spine, he realized how worldly it was becoming.
 
"Be right back." He said, spreading his wings before springing into the air. He followed the sound of wings to find Aero and crow on the lookout. "See anyone?" He asked, "Is Finley coming?"
 
Walking slowly out from her apartment Farren hid under her umbrella from the sun. Her wings stretched out awkwardly. Her wings looked huge on her (cuz she so smol) Mothers led their child away while muttering something too quite for Farren to hear. Her dull eyes showed no emotion whats so ever. The sound of a trashcan falling over fallowed along with a plead of help caught Farren's attention. In an ally-way a large muscular man pointed a large knife at a woman and tried reaching out to grab for her purse. As soon as the man grabbed it her turned away but stopped. Farren stood right in front of the man looking him dead in the eyes. The man towered over her and said in a rough, deep voice "And what do you think your going to do tiny freak?" He said with a smirk. "Return the girl's purse" She replied without blinking. All the man did was laughed and shoved Farren away only managing three steps away from her. Looking down with a shocked expression the man gasped as his own shadow reached out for him and began to pull him into the ground "Now.. " Farren spoke blankly "I'm going to count to 3. If you don't return that woman's purse by then you will be completely under ground.. 1..2..thr-" "Hey alright man! Just cut it out!" The man pancied and threw the purse aside. Farren bent over and picked it up and released the pleading man and just like that he took off. "Here, I believe this is yours?" Farren turned to face the frozen woman, She reached out, Her whole body shuck as she grabbed the purse from Farren's grasp and quickly thanked her before hastily taking off. Edit: (I promise I won't type out these long.. stories.. Just that ooone time)
 
Laodicia said:
"I'm hoping we don't have to kill anyone or.... any thing. But you know sometimes it's necessary. If it's me or them.... Nice sword, how do you keep it from rusting?"
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"Oh this?" Misty unsheathes her sword and tilts it so it catches the light. The sword is elegantly crafted and a pale ice blue. "Its made of ice" Misty reply's, "that's why it never rusts". She answers flashing a smile brighter then the glimmering sword. "Its name is Svellmalar which means Icemetal"
 
Fanci Feathers Marans said:
"Be right back." He said, spreading his wings before springing into the air. He followed the sound of wings to find Aero and crow on the lookout. "See anyone?" He asked, "Is Finley coming?"
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Crow shook his head and cawed. He flew down to where the rest of the group was and landed on the ground.
 
MillersFarm said:
Walking slowly out from her apartment Farren hid under her umbrella from the sun. Her wings stretched out awkwardly. Her wings looked huge on her (cuz she so smol) Mothers led their child away while muttering something too quite for Farren to hear. Her dull eyes showed no emotion whats so ever. The sound of a trashcan falling over fallowed along with a plead of help caught Farren's attention. In an ally-way a large muscular man pointed a large knife at a woman and tried reaching out to grab for her purse. As soon as the man grabbed it her turned away but stopped. Farren stood right in front of the man looking him dead in the eyes. The man towered over her and said in a rough, deep voice "And what do you think your going to do tiny freak?" He said with a smirk. "Return the girl's purse" She replied without blinking. All the man did was laughed and shoved Farren away only managing three steps away from her. Looking down with a shocked expression the man gasped as his own shadow reached out for him and began to pull him into the ground "Now.. " Farren spoke blankly "I'm going to count to 3. If you don't return that woman's purse by then you will be completely under ground.. 1..2..thr-" "Hey alright man! Just cut it out!" The man pancied and threw the purse aside. Farren bent over and picked it up and released the pleading man and just like that he took off. "Here, I believe this is yours?" Farren turned to face the frozen woman, She reached out, Her whole body shuck as she grabbed the purse from Farren's grasp and quickly thanked her before hastily taking off. Edit: (I promise I won't type out these long.. stories.. Just that ooone time)
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(Loves it.)
 
Finley jumped from building top to building top as he approached the train station, seeming as it would make it easier not to crash into unexpecting pedestrians. Music blared in his ear, and he muttered along with the lyrics of the song half-mindedly. Ha, from a distance he might as well look like a tiny flea jumping about.
 

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