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 Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 7:57 pm
Trill: pokes about outside headquarters, intrigued by this society into which he will someday be inducted
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:09 pm
Aleraya: *struts about headquarters*
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 9:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 4:29 pm
Name of future-sexy gryphon: Ming-Ming Link to gryphon:  Owner:ebil mind
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:51 am
Trill, while not quite a member of the Sexy Squad, was anxious to explore that which would someday be his, and so, when an older, official member went in through the ground-level door which closely resembled a large cat flap, and which Trill was too small to budge, Trill saw his opportunity and darted into Headquarters. It was not the way he had hoped to make his first entrance into the hallowed halls of Headquarters, but the official entrance involved flight, which was a skill he had yet to master, though he practiced often. There was time enough for grand official entrances when he was older, he reasoned. Exploration was an activity for the here and now, and for the bold.
In a manner which did not suggest boldness at all, Trill inched along the wall of the entrance chamber, examining the area thoroughly and hoping that an older member would not catch him and expell him, which would the the ultimate humiliation. He was merely being circumspect, he told himself, not scaredy. Cautious and wise, to keep to the shadows, not cowardly.
RP-ish? Also, if it's necessary, here's Trill's updated link:
http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/elsbethfelishade/trillcert-1.gif
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 3:09 pm
Aleraya strode down the hallway, shuffling some papers in her beak. The hallway was rather bare, and she hoped to put up some pictures when she got around to it. But for now, the cold stone walls would stay the way they were. Aleraya's talons clattered on the tile floor, alerting anyone in the hall of her prescence. That was the main thing that bothered her about Headquarters. She'd rather go along with hyer duties without everyone else in HQ knowing where she was. But alas, thus was the way of the place.
Asriel yawned loudly, lounging out on his large sofa. He rather liked the fact that he had his own office. Gave him the feeling that he was important. There was a large knock at the door, and a large deer leg was pushed through the opening. Asriel licked his chops, diving at the meat and devouring it in seconds. As much as he loved to hunt, having food delivered to you every hour was a nice touch.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:13 pm
Trill heard the tell-tale sound of claws on flagstones and had to fight to keep from squawking in distress, as was his inclination. To his shame, he had squeezed his eyes tightly shut at the sound, and so when he opened his eyes, he fully expected to be confronted by one of the official members. The thought paralyzed him temporarily, but he mastered himself again. Members - and future members - of the Sexy Squad simply weren't afraid of anything. Or, if they were, they never allowed it to show.
Finding no one when his eyes were open once more, he decided that, perhaps, explorations were better left to another day, and so he walked, taking care to avoid his own claws' natural sounds, to the ground door. There, he pushed futilely. He was too small and light to work the mechanism, or to move the door. It was then that he realized he was trapped inside the Sexy Squad headquarters.
Common sense said that he would, eventually, be caught, but it could be on his terms. He would get in trouble, undoubtedly, but if he got in trouble while seeming brave and fearless, it would be easier on his pride than if he was cowering in a corner. Bearing this in mind, Trill boldly set out across the middle of the room, allowing his claws to click and pointedly not looking around in search of someone who might see him. He could be brave, bold, and defiant, just like the broody Abaddon.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:45 pm
Asriel knawed on his meat leg, letting the flavors seep into his mouth. Whoever cooked this piece did it perfectly, Asriel was very pleased with it. As he chewed, her heard a scrabbling off talons on tile. Asriel turned his head towards the doorway, clicking his beak. Aleraya stuck her head through, pushing a small brown chick ahead of her. Asriel stared at the little chick, raising his eyebrow. He wasn't fond of little chicks, they bothered him.
Torak was terrified. He was shivering violently, snow on his feathers, dripping water onto the tiles. The large female had plucked him from his nest and brought him here. Torak had been waiting for his mother to return from the hunt, but his mother hadn't returned. Torak had waited a week without food, drinking only melting snow off of the cliff face. He had slipped into a frozen sleep when he had been saved. But he wanted his mother, more than anything. And now this red gryphon was giving him annoyed glances. Torak looked down at his claws, a tear slipping down his face.
"Asriel, would you watch him? He needs food, water, and warmth," chirped Aleraya, pushing the brown chick at the disgruntled Asriel. She had to go tend to the gryphon that was walking down the hall toward them. She could tell that this gryphon was only a juvienille, not old enough to be in Headquarters. She smiled to herself, noticing the little gryphon's brace expression. She stepped into the hallway, blocking the gryphon's path. "Now, what have we here?" she clucked.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 10:43 am
Trill didn't answer. In his wanderings, he had not managed to come up with a witty retort to the inevitable questioning which would ensue when he was discovered. Instead, he had decided to be stoic and silent. He was a bit young for brooding, and he didn't want to be sullen.
Trill held his head as high as he could and tried to sneer down his beak. It didn't quite work out, since Aleraya was considerably taller and larger than he, but it was a valiant effort. He puffed out the feathers on his chest and stilled his tail, which urged to twitch with anxiety. He knew that Abaddon would only have scowled, if that, but he couldn't bring himself to scowl at this other impressive, vibrant griffin.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 4:40 pm
Aleraya almost burst out laughing, but hid her laughter in a series of clucks and clickings of her beak. She looked the gryphon squarely in the eye, her beak inches from his face. "I gryphon should know his or her own boundaries. If I had been a wild, territorial grphon you would have been ripped to shreads all to quickly. Be more cautious," hurred Aleraya, moving past the gryphon and down the hallway. She liked chicks, especially ones with bravery and heart. Reminded Aleraya of herself when she was just a chick. Those days weren't always the brightest, however.
Asriel tossed Torak some meat, turning his back again. Torak took the meat in his beak, chewing it quietly. It was his first taste of food in a very long time, and he was rather enjoying it. He could tell that Asriel didn't really like him, and he felt a little sad. He wanted Asriel to love him, like a brother. Torak tore his mind away from the image of his brothers and sisters, dying around him from the cold and starvation. Torak had to look away, so that Asriel would not see the tears that were plopping onto the floor.
Asriel was ripping at his meat when he heard the plopping. He turned to see the little chick shaking, little droplets of water sprinkled around him. Asriel's face softened. He, of all gryphons, should know what it feels like to lose family. Asriel looked down at his feet, feeling awful about how he had treated the poor chick. Asriel stood up, curling up around the chick. "I'm sorry," he whispered into the chicks ear, letting Torak fall into his lap.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 5:42 am
Trill watched the blue griffin hurry away and wondered, That's it?
He had expected to cause a greater uproar with his presence, but Aleraya had seemed preoccupied at best, and certainly not interested in him, really, aside from her warning. He knew all about how dangerous wild griffins could be. His father had been a wild griffin, and he was a terror, even after being semi-tamed.
Still, if that was all the chastisement he was going to receive, he figured he was safe to continue his exploration of Headquarters. He went down a carpeted hallway, admiring the designs woven into the fabric.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 4:51 pm
Torak was now sound asleep, purring under his thick wool blanket. He was curled up on Asriel's bed, looking ever so cute in his sleep. He was dreaming of his family. The good times, before his mother had left. With his siblings and parents laughing and playing with him.
Asriel stepped into the hallway, his talons clicking against the tiles. He wanted some fresh air very badly, so that he could spread his wings and soar with the wind....He could almost feel the wind on his feathers as he hurried down the hall towards the door. That's when he smelled the other gryphon. Asriel stopped in his tracks, scanning the hall for the source. Asriel narrowed his eyes, staring at the gryphon with his piercing eyes.
Aleraya came to her own room, which was alot bigger than Asriel's. It was complete with her own take off ledge and several rooms. There was the living room, which had a large gryphon-sized couch and her room, where her nice padded bed stood, with its lovely heating pad. Aleraya wanted to get some fresh air, then go hunting. Yes, hunting would be nice, for a change. It was nice to have other hunt for you, but still, living life without hunting would be an awful thing for an adult grpyhon.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 12:42 pm
Trill stopped dead in his tracks when Asriel emerged. He was somewhat transfixed by the older griffin's stare. A very large part of his mind wanted to bend knee to the older male, show fealty and not challenge him, but he knew that his idol, Abaddon, would never do such a thing. Not even to the impressive Asriel. Besides. He couldn't make himself move.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 6:00 pm
Aleraya took three huge flaps of her wings, diving off the side of her landing platform. She pulled up quickly, soaring up into the sky, doing a couple loops and twirls in mid-flight. The wind whipped against her feathers, blowing on her face. Aleraya let out a screech of happiness, diving around in the sky in her joy of flight.
Asriel was a large male. Even Aleraya had mentioned it one or two times. He was almost the size of her, with his crimson and black feathers giving off a dangerous impression. Asriel gave a hard glare, straight into the other gryphon's eyes, hoping to scare the gryphon out of the hallway. But if the little gryphon could match the glare without backing down, then perhaps he had a right to walk down the halls of headquarters, even at his young age.
Torak woke with a start. Asriel was outside the doorway, staring at something. Here was his chance! Torak rolled out of bed, crawling along the wall, glancing around the door to see if Asriel was looking. He wasn't. Torak turned and leaped onto Asriel, flapping his wings and giving playful growls and kicks. Like he had always done with his siblings in the nest.
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