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Trill sighed. She was standing near her bed in her dormitory room. She had three pictures of the Cypher wheel spread out in front of her. "Which one should I bring to the meeting place tonight?" she muttered. Shrugging, she picked them all up and tossed them into a bark and felt shoulder bag, along with some notes and papers. She was now ready for the night.
Trill sighed again and picked up a WWI codes book to wait until nightfall.
submitted by Trill W., age 12, B.I.G. Dorm
(February 2, 2016 - 6:33 pm)
(February 2, 2016 - 6:33 pm)
No problem! (I'll write soon, by the way, just been pretty downed with schoolwork >_<)
(February 18, 2016 - 9:56 pm)
Seth~
Jump. Crash. Thump. It happens so fast that before I know it, I've crashed through the bushes and hit the ground, only a few feet away from the mysterious object. It's still too dark to tell what it is, but I stretch towards it. At that moment, an unfriendly-looking shadow holding an unfriendly-looking object leaps out from behind the trees. I reach for my pen, which is always in my overall's pockets, but it isn't there. It's sitting in peices on my bedside table in the dorms. So, weaponless (not that the weapons in my pen would have actually worked), scratched, and bruised, I have no choice but to watch the shadow advance. Oh great. How do I get myself into these things?
(February 18, 2016 - 4:43 pm)
Cyl~
I watch the boy jump. He's a ridiculously foolish and reckless. I like him already. Turning to leave, I bend my feathers to catch the wind. I can't stay here. Too many memories of my own recklessness and its costs are drifting around. Perhaps I'll get back to pleading with Capense.
I'm anxious for action. Really, there must be more to life than this.
(February 18, 2016 - 4:47 pm)
~Storm
When I followed the two spies back to the lab, and I landed by the bush the boy(Seth) fell in and hooted in curiosity. He was badly injured, so Storm quickly went out to search for Xelev berries, an easy remedy to simple injuries like scratches and bruises. He found a little bunch of them, and landed on his shoulder, carrying them in my beak. I got a baggie, but the berries in it, took one out, and squashed it. The boy looked at me in horror, probably thinking AN OWL JUST CAME UP TO ME TO SQUISH A BERRY! WHAT IS THIS MADDNESS? I plucked some dawn off, dipped it in the juice, and applied it to the wounds, hopping all over him.
(February 18, 2016 - 7:26 pm)
Seth~
"Ow! Stop! That hurts! Cut it out! GET OFF!" Oh great. Just great. What's with me and owls anyway? First, an owl attacked me, SCARRING me for life (that's an exaggeration. The scratch is so faded that only I can tell that it's there, but that's besides the point), then an owl alerts me to some strange figure dropping a strange object, and prompts me to jump out a window. Now, another owl is dripping berry juice all over me... I'm really not sure what he's doing, but whatever it is, it hurts. I suppose the owl scared off the unfriendly looking figure, because it disappeared.
"Hey!" I yelp as the owl pecks at my ankles. "Shoo! Go away!" It makes a churring sound, rolls its EYES, and continues pecking. An owl that can role its eyes. Yeah, just the thing I need to make this day worse. Finally, the owl hops off. Remembering what I jumped down for in the first place, I reach for the object again.
"Got it!" I call excitedly, as if the owl can hear me. Talking to an owl. I must be going crazy.
"Let's see... its..." but before I can drag the object out of the bushes, I'm hit with some invisible force that slams me agains the ground. I can't move. Everything feels fuzzy, like I'm caught between sleeping and waking up. I try to move my arms, but I can't. I'm dreaming, right? Technology hasn't advanced this far, has it? Out of the corner of my eye, I glimpse a dark figure. The shadow is back.
(February 18, 2016 - 8:18 pm)
Wait, why is Seth hooting in curiosity?
(February 19, 2016 - 12:16 am)
Seth isn't, but Storm is (hooting, I mean).
(February 19, 2016 - 9:24 am)
Sorry about the hooting part and the sentence error stuff in the beginning. I was rushing a bit with typing.
(February 19, 2016 - 6:52 pm)
Zerdan~
I advanced. The human was still lying on the ground, stunned from the drop. He won't pose a problem for me. I reach for the packet of notes, painstakingly gathered over a period of weeks. Suddenly, a large owl appears above the treetops and circles, searching for a place to land. I jerk back to the cover of a nearby bush, with the notes sitting tantalizingly in front of me, close to the human. The owl appears to be jumping around on top of the displeased human and applying some kind of juice to his various scratches. (Yes, I know it said he was badly wounded. There wasn't really any way he could have been severely wounded by falling into a bush.) The owl hops away. Hopefully, I can take my notes and leave. Then the human shouts something in whatever language humans use and grabs for my notes. I am forced to use my anti-pursuant device on him. It will wear off, but he'll be stuck out here for a while. I pick up my notes and slip away into the forest.
(Note to Seth. You can have the paralysis wear off whenever convenient, (or inconvenient,) since he's your character, not mine. I hope I didn't control him to much. :) ...awkward second parentheses -> )
(February 18, 2016 - 11:52 pm)
About a large owl, I'm a northern pygmy owl, very small. But it's ok.
(February 19, 2016 - 11:49 am)
Cyl~
Capense is waiting at his usual perch in front of the Bog and Burrow Inn.
"Cyl!" He calls as I land. I brush past him. The smell of salted caterpillers along with many other things mixes with the peppy music floating through the Bog and Burrow. While most Inns are built on the ground, the Bog and Burrow spans across the lower tree branches of a huge Cypress and three Pines crowing in a clump.
"When are you going to talk to me?" Capense asks.
"Only when you raise me to the First Order of Stealth," I answer quickly.
"Cyl," he sighs, "you know I don't have the power to do that." Rejuvinated from my twighlight flight, I don't feel the same tired anger as I usually do. Now, my reckless irritation is spicy and pricked with starlight fire.
"Then talk to someone who does. You know as well as I do that Silverpaw will ignore me."
"If you cool down some, he might listen," Capense muttters.
"I'm tired of having the same conversation! Cyl, I know what this means to you, but I can't do it!" Now there are two angry owls. History repeats itself with every conversation.
"I miss the top-secret missions, and I miss the action, and the planning, and the meetings, and I miss Ivy, and Flying Sqirl, and Humblebug, and Storm and-!"
"Me. You miss me," Capense finishes.
"No, I don't! I hate you," I scream. I wish I had never opened my mouth in the first place. Why was I talking to him? My rival. My enemy.
"Look, if you miss it, than why don't you come back to the F.A.F.A.? You don't have to be a top spy. I keep telling you that!"
"And I keep ignoring you," I reply.
"Exactly," Capense mutters under his breath. Aloud, he says, "Look, you could just attend the next meeting."
"And I couldn't. What's the use of sitting there. You won't let me do anything anymore."
"We don't trust you! And for good reason. Why can't you just tell us what happened that last mission?" He pleads.
"Do you think I trust myself?" I counter, pushing into the noise of the Bog and Burrow.
(February 19, 2016 - 2:20 pm)
Wait, you mentioned Storm, how did we meet? The only time we were close to meeting was when Seth fell, you left the area and I just went to tend Seth. I'm confused.
(February 19, 2016 - 6:28 pm)
Sorry, I will remember that. :)
(February 19, 2016 - 5:05 pm)
~Storm
I left the scene. It's almost Deep Gray, a short time before dawn. The boy should be fine if he dosen't open the wounds agian. If the boy does get the wounds open agian, I wouldn't care. He works for BIG, and Storm can't take care of a stranger during the day. Storm headed to Bog & Burrow, West of where he is. Using the fading stars to guide me, I flew to to the glowing house filled with people and crawled down the rabbit hole.
I hear a familiar voice when I was seated. "Do you think I trust myself?" someone hooted. Cyl! It's been nearly a whole human year since I seen him. He stopped visiting my hollow to study and learn. He seems to be avoiding the places he knew the FAFA would find him because an FAFA agent came in to ask me where Cyl was.
I spotted Cyl and hooted, "Cyl! It's been a long time!". Cyl ignored me, either because of the loud noise of Bog & Burrow enjoying the music, or because he meant to do so.
"Cyl!" I hooted agian, louder this time. I had the winds aid me. He actualy looked up, and searched around the area for the source of the voice. He twirled his head around until he spotted me sitting in the corner.
(February 19, 2016 - 7:23 pm)
I know Cyl seems like a boy, but she's a girl :)
I like having one boy, one girl charrie.
BTW, I forgot to tell y'all that I'm playing Seth S too.
(February 19, 2016 - 8:15 pm)