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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 9:59 am
Santi saw the girl in the other tree briefly look her way and met her eyes.
Gig was up. No more playing kitty.
She gave one last mental meow and started shimmying down the tree, eyes locked on the knife a few yards from the trunk. She dropped softly to the ground and did a quick salute to the unseen gymnastics judges, then dove considerably less gracefully for the knife. Her fingers scrambled, pulling up grass and clods of dirt with the handle, but she had it. She sprang up and darted back to her tree, knife in hand, to continue watching the fight. She cupped her hand to her mouth and cheered - she wasn't sure for which side - and thrust the knife into the air. It hit a branch above her head and sank a few centimetres into the wood. It reminded her that she didn't really want to be on the ground, so she grabbed the branch and pulled herself onto it.
Situated, she caught her breath and started cheering again, "Yeah! Come on! You got it!"
She swung her legs vigourously and hit the knife with her shin. It started to fall, but she caught it with her feet. Now she was rather stuck, though, unable to retrieve the knife for fear of falling out of the tree, unable to move her feet for fear of losing the knife. She set her face and laid back down on the branch.
Hopefully her future friend wouldn't mind losing one small knife...
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 6:40 pm
ΩRaven CrossΩScissor-Tail#81360   Jumping up to another branch Raven looked down after the undertaker tried to stab her leg. 'Tch...Really annoying...' She thought, quickly noticing Santi, go drop down from the tree to where her knife had landed. Watching her grab the knife she quickly bolted back to the tree, throwing the knife it hit the lower branch, then climbing up the tree. 'What? Weird...Wonder why she brought back my knife...' Raven thought confused. When the girl sat herself on the branch swinging her legs, and accidentally hitting it with her shin. As the knife began to fall down, she noticed the other girl trying to catch it, but was unable to. 'Gah! This is impossible! If I use my branch of sin, I'll expose deadmen, and if I don't it'll probably end up with the undertaker...If I dive for it I end up on the ground, and I end up dead...' Frantically trying to weigh her options, Raven shook her head and formed a blood string to catch the knife. "Thank you for retrieving my knife." Scissor-tail finally said. (Out Of Chaos: ...)
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 1:03 pm
No you don't~ *cuts the branch you are standing on* 
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 10:49 pm
Shawn wandered into the courtyard, as if he owned the place.
He didn't really, but he had several arrangements with the guards. Credit bribes and good relationship advice, along with a generally obedient and amiable personality, did a lot to stay on the guards good side. It also helped that he wasn't a troublemaker. A ******** bilingual goody two shoes, that was Shawn.
Even if he hadn't been friendly with the guards, the boy just had no fear. He chatted to deadly criminals with the same ease that most would talk to their harmless old nanny. It had made a few uneasy alliances for the boy, and a couple of enemies...
He looked around for someone to break his social interaction fast. He didn't have an acrobatics show until after lunch- lunch for the guests, not for him, of course. He took his lunch at brunch, it was best to digest before performing acrobatic feats that made crowds cheer. So, in the meantime, he just wanted to talk to someone. Anyone.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 1:37 pm
Amilia wondered around the park and came across the graveyard, she blinked and looked at it before walking closer. She saw a few people and changed her direction, she was shy, very shy. She looked at her palm which had a symbol scared on it. Amilia then looked up and sighs, deciding not to cling to the past and she turned around heading toward the group biting her lip.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 10:31 pm
Shawn's gaze locked on the shy looking young lady walking towards the group of hardened prisoners. That... was a bad idea. He couldn't see her number, so he couldn't look her up and figure out what she was in for (plus he had left his cell phone in his... cell. Can't use it if it isn't there), but she looked too sweet to be able to handle herself in front of those cruel criminals. He moved to intercept, 'accidentally' bumping into her. His pickpocketing was an instinct, and he quickly glanced at what he had grabbed. Candy. Death row, then. Maybe his worries were unfounded? Still. She seemed lonely and he needed to talk and, frankly, she was more interesting than the prisoners over there. And he was nicer than they were. He smiled and offered her her 'candy' back. "Sorry about that! You should keep a tighter grip on these." he said, "They keep you alive, after all, and if you're not alive, how can you enjoy this beautiful day?"That was a lie. The day was probably going to be terrible. He could smell the moisture in the air. Rain was on the way. He hadn't checked his cell phone, but that was what the weather prediction probably was.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 1:09 pm
As Amilia walked closer to the other prisoners she felt a hard bump and her eyes widened as she instinctly regained her ballance and she turned looking at the boy who bumped into her. She was only 16 and was on this horrible death row road. She bit her lip and smiled at him taking her candy back when he handed it out to her. "Thank you..." She said lookiing up at him. She wasnt supposed to be here....she didnt deserve to be here but she tried to keep sanity by her side at all times. Amilia tucked the candy back into her pocket, this time her front pocket. "My name's Amilia....." She said shyly trying to make conversation.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 1:20 pm
Tegi’s aimless wandering had finally caught up to him, and at some point he retreated into one of the courtyard’s trees and nodded off, one arm covering his face and the other draping downward. The scuffle in the distance was disregarded. The birds that darted through the leaves didn’t disturb the unconscious lump of dark clothing either. That was, until something wingless and a bit heavier dropped down from an upper branch and onto the boy’s shoulders. Tegi’s eyes snapped open and, continuing the strange domino effect, quickly found himself on the ground glaring up at where he once was. Stupid squirrel… It’s tail flicked up and down as their eyes met and it quickly took off. But before Tegi could swipe his forearm and whip something up the yard’s newest occupants drew his attention away. The larger group seemed like the usual “tough guys” that Tegi loved to mess with, but the two younger inmates where a bit more peculiar. While people his age or younger could easily be there by normal circumstances, them being deadmen like him was starting to become a bit of a trend. But who's the wolf in sheep’s clothing?
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 1:39 pm
Amilia looked up to the sky and closed her eyes the feeling the warm sun on her light delicate skin. Her black hair blowing in the wind she smiled lightly then catches a glympse of another boy and blinks a few times. She focused on him for a moment, examining him. She tilted her head slightly and her red eyes stared at him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 6:56 pm
 "Shawn" He kept his hand out, turning it up into a handshake pose, Shawn Sawyer. Prisoner E-76634." he added in a singalong voice. She seemed shy. Quiet. Those tough prisoners over there would eat her for lunch. Not on his watch. He had gotten to her first, and he's show her some kindness. She may be older than him by about two years, "Amilia is a beautiful name, by the way." His japanese had an odd accent to it, hard to hear, hard to place, but definitely present. French, perhaps? It would go with the hair and eyes. "So. Are you new around here, Amilia?" he asked, glancing quickly at the approaching young man. He didn't know that guy yet, either. But he was definitely more dangerous. Shawn moved with catlike grace to stand between Amilia and the newcomer.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:09 pm
Amilia blinked as she saw Shawn step in front of her. She was confused slightly. "Im fine...." She said lightly. She didn't want to cause a scene. She held Shawn's hand. "Really I'm fine. Amilia looks over to the other boy and sighs then back up at Shawn. "Do you wanna go somewhere...?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 5:00 pm
The girl’s eyes locking on him wasn’t something that Tegi expected, and his quiet observation turned into a bit of a staring contest. However, it didn’t take to long for him to realize information through face value could only go so far. He picked himself up and brushed away the leaves that still clung to him, making his way over to the two. The only way to answer his question would be to either talk about it or get someone riled up enough to use their abilities. The first option sounded promising enough, and if neither of them were deadmen they’d just assume he’d lost his mind.
The blond stepping in front of the girl made him stop, a bit confused. “Ouch, am I really that intimidating? I mean all I did was walk twards you and-” he cut himself short. Looking down a bit revealed that the two were holding hands. “Aha, I thought you two just met! Guess my deductive reasoning’s a tad off.” Tegi doubted his first thought was wrong, but he never heard of people holding hands right after meeting. Unless they were being dragged away from danger of course.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 3:09 pm
ΩRaven CrossΩScissor-Tail#81360 Raven quickly jumped off the branch the undertaker cut off the tree, rolling down and quickly getting back on her feet. 'Damn...He's persistent...' She quietly thought, as blood dripped down her palm. 'Hmm, I could try blinding him with my blood again...Then again there seems to be a bunch of other people here now...' Smirking a bit, Raven directed her blood strings towards the undertaker. Rushing towards the direction of the other prisoners. (Out Of Chaos: )
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 8:58 pm
Though Tegi wanted to get to know the two young convicts before him, his attention whirled to the sound of footsteps. Something was coming toward them at a fast pace, and that was enough for him to turn quickly. He’d seen this girl before, the one who controlled strings, but to see her coming at them at that speed was a sign of trouble. That and there was blood dripping from her arm. Tegi swiped his forearm without a second thought, but kept the blood at the tip of the sleeve. “Geeze what the heck are you doing?!" So much for not drawing blood in front of the kids, this was more like a threat than he was before.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 11:25 am
Shawn was not used to girls holding his hand. "...No, we've only just met." he said, giving her a wary and slightly admonishing look, politely extracting his hand. "You really are new, Miss. Amilia. You have to be more careful about going anywhere alone with anybody around here!" Shawn nodded wisely, folding his arms to show he was keeping his hands to himself, thank you. "You really never know around here" He gave Tegi a look, gently stepping back. "I've never met you before either..." he was cut off by the sound of footsteps. He whirled to face the running woman. "Watch out!" he yelled, pushing Amilia out of the way. He was ready to be noble and protective... Until he saw the blood. Blood... blood... Oh s**t. He'd been here for a while. He had sharp eyes and ears everywhere. He'd heard rumors about G block. Scary rumors that he would like to forget in his surprisingly happy prison life as an entertainer. "Get back!"
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