Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

hahaha ikrrrrrr?! I have lots!

well................ abt like seventy pages bc I think I was just on like 250 somethin before I disappeared.
*Chocks on tounge* what did she saayyyy?!

Okay, sick, I can't remember that far back, but I'll try to write something up tomorrow. Speaking of remembering, I'm suddenly so tired I'm zoning out, and I just wrote "hole" instead of "whole" and "faver" instead of "favor". And both times I just stared at my phone, knowing it was incorrect, but still completely, incompetently staring as my obliterated mind tried to figure out the correct wordage. 🤨

I'll finish writing later, gooood niiight, ladies (~and Josh~.)
 
Sunspot blinked. “Wow. I understood… close to none of that. But it’s ok, I’m a terrible listener anyways, as we’ve established.” She grinned.
Eclipse couldn't help but enjoy the way the laughter made her feel. It had been a long time since she had really been able to forget everything and just enjoy another dragon's company.
"I should have considered that before I just told you an overly long Icewing legend."
She shook her head, her mind drifting a little. Her train of thought ran shallow but fast, finally settling on the missing neckband she'd never recovered from the Den before the breakout. However disappointing and sad it was, she was more grateful to be free and alive. Still, her talon traced subconsciously over the spot where it'd been.
"I wonder how much longer this trip is going to be," she said, glancing at the door to the transport. The ride since the chase on the hard path had been quieter outside and slower, and she could feel that the road wasn't as smooth.
"I hope it's not too much longer."

Zendaya
 
Ferrin sighed. "How quickly did it spread once I left?" He ran his fingers down Tobias' bandaged arm, using his free hand to remove his glasses in one swift motion.
"Immediate." Fractures huffed. "Even if we did hold out forr you to rreturn, you were incrredibly late. Rrose saved his life."
"Do not reprimand me, Fracture." Ferrin warned, standing. "I believe it's time you take into account how incredibly busy I am."
"Prriorities." Fracture snapped.
"I have a business to run, as well as my life, which, actually, darling, let's wrap up this little matter, I'd hate to waste another moment fighting an argument I've already won." In an obvious rush to interrupt Fractures comeback, Ferrin turned to Gables. "I can get you out of here tonight. As well as Tobias. Fracture, you're far too valuable to them, they see you as a leader, and I've called enough meaningless favors as of recent."
Fracture scowled, rolling her eyes.
"Gables- most of us know you're not really Gables. What was your name again?"
Gables frowned. "I have more incriminating evidence under that name than 'Gables.'"
"Nonsense, I checked the files," Ferrin drawled on in a bored tone, "Jonas Sinclair."
Gables didn't reply, staring Ferrin down, though he seemed a bit shocked.
"Everryone knows what he looks like." Fracture growled, "How is he to assume his prrevious identity? He's been Gables longerr than Sinclairr."
Ferrin mumbled something under his breath, lugging a second backpack into the room. He dug around in the bag, food and water spilling out as he searched, eventually pulling out a small case. He flipped the top open, a razor and scissors inside. "Buzz the sides, box braids on the top."
"I vote we cut it all off." Fracture announced.
Ferrin rolled his eyes, "The Rally ends in half an hour, but I believe it will go over time. They brought in the lab hybrids." Ferrin sighed. "But, while we wait-" he took the pair of trimmers into his hands.

Gables was disappointed. But Ferrin worked with quick, knowing hands. Forty minutes later, he had finished. It wasn't a hack job, either. Gables was impressed. He looked nothing like himself.
Tobias had woken as Ferrin worked, but he just lay motionless, looking quite out of it. Ferrin put the razor away, offering the bag to Fracture. He turned to Rose. "I can get you out. Your name has been decently cleared as of now. The compromise is you lot stay in prisoned in my lab, they're still set on questioning."
"Is that how you are getting Tobias out? His arm, right?" Fracture asked.
Ferrin gave a condescending nod. "Correct. They are working on replicating Rose's serum. After what the IceWing's frost breath did... They are intrigued."
Fracture groaned softly. "Disgusting."
"Completely. Now, Rose? Are you up for the trip? We simply must reach the truck yard, then you'll be off your feet." Even saying this sounded impossible. Rose's leg was absolutely gutted, her mouth blistering around the edges. The guards could drag her, obviously, that's what was going to happen to Tobias, but rarely did a dragon willingly stoop to such a level. They were proud- and this was good. Pride meant they still hadn't been broken.
 
Ferrin sighed. "How quickly did it spread once I left?" He ran his fingers down Tobias' bandaged arm, using his free hand to remove his glasses in one swift motion.
"Immediate." Fractures huffed. "Even if we did hold out forr you to rreturn, you were incrredibly late. Rrose saved his life."
"Do not reprimand me, Fracture." Ferrin warned, standing. "I believe it's time you take into account how incredibly busy I am."
"Prriorities." Fracture snapped.
"I have a business to run, as well as my life, which, actually, darling, let's wrap up this little matter, I'd hate to waste another moment fighting an argument I've already won." In an obvious rush to interrupt Fractures comeback, Ferrin turned to Gables. "I can get you out of here tonight. As well as Tobias. Fracture, you're far too valuable to them, they see you as a leader, and I've called enough meaningless favors as of recent."
Fracture scowled, rolling her eyes.
"Gables- most of us know you're not really Gables. What was your name again?"
Gables frowned. "I have more incriminating evidence under that name than 'Gables.'"
"Nonsense, I checked the files," Ferrin drawled on in a bored tone, "Jonas Sinclair."
Gables didn't reply, staring Ferrin down, though he seemed a bit shocked.
"Everryone knows what he looks like." Fracture growled, "How is he to assume his prrevious identity? He's been Gables longerr than Sinclairr."
Ferrin mumbled something under his breath, lugging a second backpack into the room. He dug around in the bag, food and water spilling out as he searched, eventually pulling out a small case. He flipped the top open, a razor and scissors inside. "Buzz the sides, box braids on the top."
"I vote we cut it all off." Fracture announced.
Ferrin rolled his eyes, "The Rally ends in half an hour, but I believe it will go over time. They brought in the lab hybrids." Ferrin sighed. "But, while we wait-" he took the pair of trimmers into his hands.

Gables was disappointed. But Ferrin worked with quick, knowing hands. Forty minutes later, he had finished. It wasn't a hack job, either. Gables was impressed. He looked nothing like himself.
Tobias had woken as Ferrin worked, but he just lay motionless, looking quite out of it. Ferrin put the razor away, offering the bag to Fracture. He turned to Rose. "I can get you out. Your name has been decently cleared as of now. The compromise is you lot stay in prisoned in my lab, they're still set on questioning."
"Is that how you are getting Tobias out? His arm, right?" Fracture asked.
Ferrin gave a condescending nod. "Correct. They are working on replicating Rose's serum. After what the IceWing's frost breath did... They are intrigued."
Fracture groaned softly. "Disgusting."
"Completely. Now, Rose? Are you up for the trip? We simply must reach the truck yard, then you'll be off your feet." Even saying this sounded impossible. Rose's leg was absolutely gutted, her mouth blistering around the edges. The guards could drag her, obviously, that's what was going to happen to Tobias, but rarely did a dragon willingly stoop to such a level. They were proud- and this was good. Pride meant they still hadn't been broken.
Michael Landon.
 
Sol met his Father's eyes, his expression soft, yet he did not smile. "I have a friend- a brother here. He is a human. And he saved me. And- and he'd be here right now, but he's in the later transport groups." Sol settled down beside the rocky cavern wall, giving his aching leg and wing a rest. "I'm going to wait until he comes back. We can keep talking if you'd like. They say the transport isn't due in for another three hours."


Did you just tag yourself, dawg?

I've been awake for 20 hours. 20 HOURSSZZ. Finally got to the VRBO. #dead.
Lol no I tagged you! Goof 🙄😂


Helios’s mind spun, taking him back to the Scorpion Den and everyone that had mentioned Tobias. Human….hmmm.
“Is your friend….the human, Tobias? I was told of him very briefly.” He asked, watching his son with wary eyes. He didn’t want to say anything, but how could Sol have ever became friends with a human?! Sure he’d met a few that weren’t completely awful, but after what happened in that battle it seemed he’d never trust a human again. His face was calm and solemn, but a whirlwind of emotions stirred within as the battle replayed for the millionth time. Tasha’s bloodied face, the bullet holes that seeped blood over her orange scales and the awful, horrible, panicked look as she realized…she was going to die. Right there on the battlefield next to her family. The cries of anguish and rage from both him and Sol, before he was taken too.
But now Sol was back, he was free and able to return with him.
But Helios wondered, was Sol really ever going to be the dragon he remembered?
More then anything, Helios wanted to embrace Sol. To know he was real and not another nightmare that came to haunt him. The old Sol would have wanted the same.
Sunspot blinked. “Wow. I understood… close to none of that. But it’s ok, I’m a terrible listener anyways, as we’ve established.” She grinned.

“He’s… fine,” Phoenix said, glancing in between the two taller CloudWings. “What’s wrong?”
King shook his head nonchalantly, “Nothing, it’s all good. Just had to resolve a place for Knight to stay.” He said with a smile, not making eye contact but acting normal otherwise. He picked Knight up as the dragonet clambered over with a giant beetle in his mouth. He was shaking it like a maniac, hunting skills already coming into play. King took the beetle and tossed it aside, right as it was about to spray a stinky acid all over the unknowing hatchling. “NOT THAT KINDA BEETLE, KNIGHT! ICKY!” He said dramatically, touching the dragonets nose lovingly and laughing.
“Blawh bah gawh, Icky.” Knight repeated, scrunching up his nose in disapproval.

Freddy Kruger
She ✨matured✨
Hmmmmm…….(nope)
*Chocks on tounge* what did she saayyyy?!

Okay, sick, I can't remember that far back, but I'll try to write something up tomorrow. Speaking of remembering, I'm suddenly so tired I'm zoning out, and I just wrote "hole" instead of "whole" and "faver" instead of "favor". And both times I just stared at my phone, knowing it was incorrect, but still completely, incompetently staring as my obliterated mind tried to figure out the correct wordage. 🤨

I'll finish writing later, gooood niiight, ladies (~and Josh~.)
Lol 😂
Ferrin sighed. "How quickly did it spread once I left?" He ran his fingers down Tobias' bandaged arm, using his free hand to remove his glasses in one swift motion.
"Immediate." Fractures huffed. "Even if we did hold out forr you to rreturn, you were incrredibly late. Rrose saved his life."
"Do not reprimand me, Fracture." Ferrin warned, standing. "I believe it's time you take into account how incredibly busy I am."
"Prriorities." Fracture snapped.
"I have a business to run, as well as my life, which, actually, darling, let's wrap up this little matter, I'd hate to waste another moment fighting an argument I've already won." In an obvious rush to interrupt Fractures comeback, Ferrin turned to Gables. "I can get you out of here tonight. As well as Tobias. Fracture, you're far too valuable to them, they see you as a leader, and I've called enough meaningless favors as of recent."
Fracture scowled, rolling her eyes.
"Gables- most of us know you're not really Gables. What was your name again?"
Gables frowned. "I have more incriminating evidence under that name than 'Gables.'"
"Nonsense, I checked the files," Ferrin drawled on in a bored tone, "Jonas Sinclair."
Gables didn't reply, staring Ferrin down, though he seemed a bit shocked.
"Everryone knows what he looks like." Fracture growled, "How is he to assume his prrevious identity? He's been Gables longerr than Sinclairr."
Ferrin mumbled something under his breath, lugging a second backpack into the room. He dug around in the bag, food and water spilling out as he searched, eventually pulling out a small case. He flipped the top open, a razor and scissors inside. "Buzz the sides, box braids on the top."
"I vote we cut it all off." Fracture announced.
Ferrin rolled his eyes, "The Rally ends in half an hour, but I believe it will go over time. They brought in the lab hybrids." Ferrin sighed. "But, while we wait-" he took the pair of trimmers into his hands.

Gables was disappointed. But Ferrin worked with quick, knowing hands. Forty minutes later, he had finished. It wasn't a hack job, either. Gables was impressed. He looked nothing like himself.
Tobias had woken as Ferrin worked, but he just lay motionless, looking quite out of it. Ferrin put the razor away, offering the bag to Fracture. He turned to Rose. "I can get you out. Your name has been decently cleared as of now. The compromise is you lot stay in prisoned in my lab, they're still set on questioning."
"Is that how you are getting Tobias out? His arm, right?" Fracture asked.
Ferrin gave a condescending nod. "Correct. They are working on replicating Rose's serum. After what the IceWing's frost breath did... They are intrigued."
Fracture groaned softly. "Disgusting."
"Completely. Now, Rose? Are you up for the trip? We simply must reach the truck yard, then you'll be off your feet." Even saying this sounded impossible. Rose's leg was absolutely gutted, her mouth blistering around the edges. The guards could drag her, obviously, that's what was going to happen to Tobias, but rarely did a dragon willingly stoop to such a level. They were proud- and this was good. Pride meant they still hadn't been broken.
Rose nodded yes, clenching her teeth as a burst of pain like a shockwave washed over her. Glancing at Tobias in his horrible state, she replied with confidence. “I’ll make it. But I need something before we escape. It’s the most important thing to me, my life’s work.”
She told Ferrin, stressing how important it was. To her at least.
I need my pouches and bags if you can get them, but if not at least try and retrieve the small wooden chest I had in my biggest pack. Please Ferrin..” she asked, bending her neck so her eyes were level with his.

Will Smith
 
Lol no I tagged you! Goof 🙄😂


Helios’s mind spun, taking him back to the Scorpion Den and everyone that had mentioned Tobias. Human….hmmm.
“Is your friend….the human, Tobias? I was told of him very briefly.” He asked, watching his son with wary eyes. He didn’t want to say anything, but how could Sol have ever became friends with a human?! Sure he’d met a few that weren’t completely awful, but after what happened in that battle it seemed he’d never trust a human again. His face was calm and solemn, but a whirlwind of emotions stirred within as the battle replayed for the millionth time. Tasha’s bloodied face, the bullet holes that seeped blood over her orange scales and the awful, horrible, panicked look as she realized…she was going to die. Right there on the battlefield next to her family. The cries of anguish and rage from both him and Sol, before he was taken too.
But now Sol was back, he was free and able to return with him.
But Helios wondered, was Sol really ever going to be the dragon he remembered?
More then anything, Helios wanted to embrace Sol. To know he was real and not another nightmare that came to haunt him. The old Sol would have wanted the same.
Sol grinned. "He's cool, right? Yeah. Yeah, it's Tobe. They really threw you into the arena, huh? Who'd you fight? Was it a SandWing?" Sol flicked his tail over his Father's.

Rose nodded yes, clenching her teeth as a burst of pain like a shockwave washed over her. Glancing at Tobias in his horrible state, she replied with confidence. “I’ll make it. But I need something before we escape. It’s the most important thing to me, my life’s work.”
She told Ferrin, stressing how important it was. To her at least.
I need my pouches and bags if you can get them, but if not at least try and retrieve the small wooden chest I had in my biggest pack. Please Ferrin..” she asked, bending her neck so her eyes were level with his.

Will Smith
"Of course, Rose." Ferrin gave a genuine, knowing look. "I'll do my best." He cleared his throat, brushing his suit off as Gables pulled Tobias off the ground, wrapping a muscled arm around the man's bare chest just above the bullet wound. Tobias gripped Gables shoulder with his left hand, trying to steady himself. He looked pale, the torn dress shirt only adding to the pitying effect.
"Sinclair." Gables muttered. "I guess that my name now."
Tobias coughed. "We could call you Clair." His head lolled back on Gables shoulder, a weak smile on his lips. "You look like a Clair."
The broken rasp of Tobias' voice was sickening, but it was good to hear him talk. It was so good to hear him talk. "Why, thank you." Gables whispered with a smirk, pulling Tobias against himself as he started towards the door.
Ferrin knocked on the door, the guard opening it from the outside. Gables half dragged Tobias through the doorway, and Ferrin could already see Tobias' struggle to stay conscious begin. They would lose him at the elevator for certain.
Rose's cell was opened, and Ferrin stepped into the room, checking her leg before the guards filed in. He glanced across the bars at Fracture, who nodded with maybe, perhaps, the tiniest smirk.
One of the guard kneeled beside Rose, pushing her to her feet.

Chucky Cheese. Hahey, I remember this time *yAy*.
 
Eclipse couldn't help but enjoy the way the laughter made her feel. It had been a long time since she had really been able to forget everything and just enjoy another dragon's company.
"I should have considered that before I just told you an overly long Icewing legend."
She shook her head, her mind drifting a little. Her train of thought ran shallow but fast, finally settling on the missing neckband she'd never recovered from the Den before the breakout. However disappointing and sad it was, she was more grateful to be free and alive. Still, her talon traced subconsciously over the spot where it'd been.
"I wonder how much longer this trip is going to be," she said, glancing at the door to the transport. The ride since the chase on the hard path had been quieter outside and slower, and she could feel that the road wasn't as smooth.
"I hope it's not too much longer."

Zendaya
@-Kiwi-
 

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