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 Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 8:04 pm
I came back up with a full box, by now I was shivering and wrapped my wings around me. I placed the box and let the boys go at it. After all of that, I had gotten to lost in thoughts of my mom to eat.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 8:11 pm
I damn near tackled Crista when she showed up with a box of pizza. I flung the lid open and at an entire piece in three bites. I looked at Aaflac, who had a hungry look in his beady black eyes. I picked up another piece and tore it in half. I put the half with more crust in front of him and he began to peck at it. I smiled at the cute spectacle. I turned my attention back to Crista.
I had half a mind to throw a piece in her face. "Eat," I said. "You were harassing me before for food."
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 8:16 pm
"I can't" I said, standing. I brought my wings back in and pulled my tee shirt back on. I pulled a grey hoodie out of my bag and zipped it up as well. I sat on the edge and watched everything. Aflac came up and nipped affectionately at my sleeve, then went back to his food. I pulled the picture of my mom out and stared at it, oh God, please, lead me to her...
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 8:28 pm
I inhaled another piece, than noticed that she was being awfully quiet. I heaved a sigh. I wasn't very good at these sort of things. Okay, I was. I just didn't like it. I scooped Aaflac up. He gave a startled "quack" and then nestled into my arm.
I put the duck on her shoulder and moved his beak with my finger. "Is that your mommy?" I said in a duck-ish voice.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:48 pm
I hadn't even been able to figure out what had just happened; it was all such a blur that I took it in without question or actual words. All I remembered was going to one of the fancy outside tables on the roof with the tray of pasta for the two lovebirds, when I felt something fly down and grab me around the waist. As I flew up into the air screaming, the now panicking people getting smaller, I looked up to my capctor, and was shocked. Another human with wings. Was this some sort of dream?
Sprouting my own wings, I tried to fight back, kicking and punching the man with all my might. Unfortunatly during our flight, my head smacked into some passing building or pole. It didn't damage me, but I was knocked out cold, the world dissolving around me before all goes black.
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I don't open my eyes yet, but my consiousness returns, as well as a slight headache. I hear a........a duck? Two people talking, and a duck. Maybe NOW I was dreaming. I slowly began to open my eyes, and squinted for a moment as the light poured into them, form the sun. They were on another roof.
There were two winged beings, one of them being her kidnapper, the other a young lady like herself. THey were both older than her, though, although the one who had kidnapped her was now cuddling the duck she had heard earlier.
My mind begins to race and heart pound; what do I do? It's only so much longer til they cause some sort of damage to me; there aren't such things as nice kidnappers. It was a clear kidnap; chances are police were looking for her right now.
She had to go back; the church was probably worried about her. And she was still stuck in her stupid uniform for Paradise foods, the white shirt and the short green skirt.
While using their diverted attentions to her advantage, she got up and quickly tiptoed to the edge of the roof, then jumped off without warning and took flight. It killed her work shirt, but they'd figure she put up a fight and it was damage.
((Wooooo, escapee! XD))
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:56 pm
Movement, and I was on my feet. I flew after her and grabbed her ankles in mid-flight, pulling her back to me.
"Oh, no you don't," I said, going back up the building and setting her down. "You have wings. You're staying with us."
I sat cris-cross-apple-sauce in front of her, with my arms folded.
"C'mere, Aaflac," I said, wagging a finger at the duck. I saw him waddling to me out of the corner of my eye. I glanced down at my right hand and I saw I was still holding pizza crust. Aha.
I gave Aaflac the pizza crust and he leapt into my lap, ruffling his feathers and settling on my legs.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:59 pm
I was finally free.......but that didn't last. Suddenly feeling something grab my ankles, I turned to look to see the kidnapper back after me again. I gave him a few nice kicks in the face, but it was no use. He was too strong.
I was forced back onto the roof, hiding my fear instead with a cold glare, slightly shaking. "What do you want with me, other than the fact that 'I have wings'? T-That's not what I call specific. By the way, you're one of the worst kidnappers I've ever seen; do you realize HOW MANY PEOPLE saw you fly off with me?! You couldn't have made a bigger scene if you tried!" I asked curtly, trying to hide the fear in my voice. I instead turn my eyes to the waddling duck, who seemed innocent of the whole situation.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:26 pm
I scoffed. "A scene. You know how many scenes the three of us have made today?" I asked, gesturing to myself, Aaflac, and Crista. "Not to mention our little Satanic friend that flew off somewhere. All of these... people with wings... are surfacing, and fast. Why is it happening now?" I leaned in closer to her, for dramatic effect. "Do you remember anything? Why you have the wings? How you are who you are?" I knew the questions were ludicrous, but I couldn't help but ask.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 4:10 am
"Stop analyzing the girl, she's scared shitliss," I said quietly. I walked over to her and sat down next to her. I began making sure she wasn't injured or had a concusion. "My name is Crista, tha thing over there is Harrow and on his lap is my duack, Aflac. Whats your name?" I smoothed out her hair and gabbed what little was left of the pizza's, I put some infront of her and began some work on my own.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 8:11 am
I rolled my eyes at Crista, but ignored her for the most part. "So you're not torturing him by calling him Pig anymore?" I asked sarcasticallly. I stroked the duck gently.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 10:51 am
"Oh no, he's still a pig," I retorted, "But amazingly your more of a pig. So I'll just change your name!" I said with a triumphant fold of the arms. I looked back to the girl and gave a weak smile. "Please don't be scared. We aren't going to hurt you. But we don't want our other 'friend' to get to you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 11:23 am
I leaned back a bit as the boy leaned in, not sure what he meant by 'Satanic friend'. He began asking questions in rapid fire, and I wasn't sure what to say to him. After all, I had been out cold until now.
But it appeared that I was for a moment relieved of those numerous outbursts of curiousity, for the other winged person came up and used a more calm approach, although slightly insulted by the term scared. It sounded like the two didn't get along well with each other, Crista and Harrow. And the duck was actually Crista's despite Harrow hogging it for himself. And they weren't looking for harm, which the boy had not at all mentioned.
She nodded her thanks for the pizza and took a few bites before she began to speak, letting the two go on about the duck for a moment as I gather my thoughts. "Well, I'll try to answer your questions best I can, although more of the answers you're looking for are questions in themselves. I dont' know alot about this situation.
My name is Grace; it's nice to meet you two, now that I'm aware why I'm here somewhat. As for remembering anything beyond being kidnapped, I can't say I do; my head was hit into a pole and all went black, so I might've missed what you two are talking about. I dunno why I have wings; all I remember was growing up at the church, since I was left there as a infant. I've been there ever since. Other than the wings, I have nothing else of strange luck; I've got a job, go to school, hang out with friends, the usual human take." I shrugged, taking another bite of food; I had skipped breakfest.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:23 pm
I smiled, "wow, that sounds good." I looked down and fidled with a peice of crust before hadning it over to Aflac. I looked back up at her and sighed. "I don't know whats going on, This time yesterday, I was the only one of my kind as far as I knew... and now, BAM," I slapped my hands together for imphasis, "There's atleast for of us! And one, is not so friendly. He has a pentagram carved into his chest. But his reaction to my reaction made me think that that life is the only kind he knows." I played with my cross again, praying for him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:27 pm
I flew over the tops of buildings looking for more winged persons, not suprised i couldn't. Suddenly I saw 3 figures on a rooftop. "3 people? It can't be them...unless they've found another!" I landed softly 2 roofs away making sure none of them saw me. Quickly I leapt to the next one, still keeping my aproach stealthy. This time, I leapt to the windows just below the roof after mapping out the layout of the roof. I climbed until I was directly under the new person, leapt and put my hand her neck. "Move and she dies! I yelled at the top of my voice, I pulled out a small dagger and held it to her throat. I peeked around and waited for the Crista, the closest person, to make their approach.
((dun duun dunnnnn, stealth angel! xD))
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:30 pm
"Hensen," I said his name quietly, softly. My fingers still danced over the cross and I watched him. I tried desperately to remain calm. "Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to hurt us?"
((lol!! you stealthy angel you!!)))
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