~>Fury of the Wind<~ (A Bird RP)

[Amer]

(It’s always a balance, how blunt and rude should I make Russet while still making him likeable and charismatic.)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Ritz looked at Cement with wide and helpless eyes. “Meep.”
“Oh, this is just great. Now we have two wimpy gulls on our side. Real helpful,” Russet said.
Riski paced, attempting to work out how this gave Cement an advantage. So far, nothing came to mind.
Ritz cleared his throat. “I have… I exert influence on my family and friends, ya know, they are quite loyal and all, they might… they will help us. None of them like Vaatras. They’re as wimpy as me though so you probably wouldn’t like their help either,” he said, glancing apologetically at Russet.

Fish Sticks looked at Russet, torn between feeling insulted and feeling like what he was saying was right. He didn’t remember much, but he sure felt like a useless gull. He had lost some battle and let down those that had depended on him…

Cement took a deep breath.
“Alright.” She cooed, a plan forming slowly in her mind. It was a half-baked plan, probably had some holes in it, but that was all they had right now.
“Riski is going to accompany you—” she gestured to Fish Sticks and Ritz, “—along with a group of our’s. You will go to Eggshell Island and try to get as many gulls as you can on our side.”

Cement turned to Russet. “We have a meet to attend to.”

 

[Amer]

Fish Sticks looked at Russet, torn between feeling insulted and feeling like what he was saying was right. He didn’t remember much, but he sure felt like a useless gull. He had lost some battle and let down those that had depended on him…

Cement took a deep breath.
“Alright.” She cooed, a plan forming slowly in her mind. It was a half-baked plan, probably had some holes in it, but that was all they had right now.
“Riski is going to accompany you—” she gestured to Fish Sticks and Ritz, “—along with a group of our’s. You will go to Eggshell Island and try to get as many gulls as you can on our side.”

Cement turned to Russet. “We have a meet to attend to.”

“Perfectly understood,” said Riski.

“It’s about time,” Russet growled, stretching his wings. He saluted Cement and thrust into the air, waiting just a few moments for Cement to join him.

 

[Amer]

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

“Perfectly understood,” said Riski.

“It’s about time,” Russet growled, stretching his wings. He saluted Cement and thrust into the air, waiting just a few moments for Cement to join him.

(Glad you’re back, Amer!! )
Cement took flight right after her mate, catching a breeze to get to a higher altitude. They circled, checking the preparations of the gang. Everyone was ready. Now it was time to wait.

…

(I’m going to skip some time to make this go a bit faster.)

Cement squinted at the sun.

Almost noon.

She turned to her gang, arrayed loosely behind her, tense and waiting. Not all of them were present- some had went with the seabirds, and they had yet to come back. Others still were waiting with their allies or in certain strategic locations to watch out for Suliver’s army.

The whole gang couldn’t come to the meet; that was strictly forbidden. Only a single trusted companion was allowed per member of the meet. The area surrounding the meet was constantly surveyed by the General’s most trusted, various lieutenants that she kept in her inner circle. They would abort the meet if anything at all suspicious was sighted.

How Suliver would stage the coup without alerting the lieutenants was still a mystery to Cement. Maybe he would simply have them all killed. But that had room for error, and something told Cement that Suliver wanted his plan to be flawless.

 

[Amer]

(Glad you’re back, Amer!! )
Cement took flight right after her mate, catching a breeze to get to a higher altitude. They circled, checking the preparations of the gang. Everyone was ready. Now it was time to wait.

…

(I’m going to skip some time to make this go a bit faster.)

Cement squinted at the sun.

Almost noon.

She turned to her gang, arrayed loosely behind her, tense and waiting. Not all of them were present- some had went with the seabirds, and they had yet to come back. Others still were waiting with their allies or in certain strategic locations to watch out for Suliver’s army.

The whole gang couldn’t come to the meet; that was strictly forbidden. Only a single trusted companion was allowed per member of the meet. The area surrounding the meet was constantly surveyed by the General’s most trusted, various lieutenants that she kept in her inner circle. They would abort the meet if anything at all suspicious was sighted.

How Suliver would stage the coup without alerting the lieutenants was still a mystery to Cement. Maybe he would simply have them all killed. But that had room for error, and something told Cement that Suliver wanted his plan to be flawless.

Russet fluffed his feathers and cocked his head at the gang members. “You take care of them Nelson,” he said, indicating the closest pigeon. “When I come back, I want everyone ready for action, not hovering like hummingbirds with social anxiety.”
When I come back. The rest of what he said was meaningless. Nelson wasn’t responsible for this group. He was just a young pigeon. But he was scared. At least judging by the number of times he ran his beak through his feathers and by the way he sagged as if the weight of the sky was shoving him into the earth.
Nelson perked up. “I will,” he laughed.

 

[Amer]

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Cement stood at rigid attention on the flat rooftop that served as the location of the annual meet.

Though this raised part of the roof was small, it was the highest point in this part of the city, meaning that it would be almost impossible to perform an ambush. They could see all around for miles, and the sky was close to perfectly clear, only a few wispy clouds drifting across its blue expanse.

What is Suliver planning? Cement wondered for perhaps the hundredth time. Now that she was here, above the city, the sky bright and blue around her, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Suliver’s whole coup had just been a far-off scheme or a cruel prank. How could he possibly accomplish his goals when everything seemed so.. safe?

But, despite these intruding thoughts, Cement kept herself alert. The second she noticed anything suspicious, they would have to act. The General would never believe her if she told her that Suliver was planning a coup, and even if she did, she would dismiss it— the General felt far too secure in her position to even consider that her protection could be compromised. Cement would have to alert the General at the precise moment to keep her safe while also convincing her of the authenticity and danger of the attack. And, meanwhile, Russet would have go and alert the nearest squad of the gang so that they could defend the General from Suliver’s forces. But, Russet would have to time his exit perfectly— if he left too soon, it would appear as if Cement was the one planning a coup, not Suliver.

All this weighed heavily on Cement as the General started the meet, asking the first gang leader to report on any recent happenings of note.

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

@Amer

 

[Anime2lover]

Cement stood at rigid attention on the flat rooftop that served as the location of the annual meet.

Though this raised part of the roof was small, it was the highest point in this part of the city, meaning that it would be almost impossible to perform an ambush. They could see all around for miles, and the sky was close to perfectly clear, only a few wispy clouds drifting across its blue expanse.

What is Suliver planning? Cement wondered for perhaps the hundredth time. Now that she was here, above the city, the sky bright and blue around her, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Suliver’s whole coup had just been a far-off scheme or a cruel prank. How could he possibly accomplish his goals when everything seemed so.. safe?

But, despite these intruding thoughts, Cement kept herself alert. The second she noticed anything suspicious, they would have to act. The General would never believe her if she told her that Suliver was planning a coup, and even if she did, she would dismiss it— the General felt far too secure in her position to even consider that her protection could be compromised. Cement would have to alert the General at the precise moment to keep her safe while also convincing her of the authenticity and danger of the attack. And, meanwhile, Russet would have go and alert the nearest squad of the gang so that they could defend the General from Suliver’s forces. But, Russet would have to time his exit perfectly— if he left too soon, it would appear as if Cement was the one planning a coup, not Suliver.

All this weighed heavily on Cement as the General started the meet, asking the first gang leader to report on any recent happenings of note.

Mind reminding me what the name of my character was again? She was friends with your rocket, and an ex racing pigeon. Just can't remember her name.)