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Post by nudge on Apr 7, 2008 20:31:27 GMT -5
Nudge hopped down the steps of Dr. Martinez's back porch, humming to herself. She vaulted off the last step and lingered in the air a little too long to be considered normal, then landed in the soft grass. Her fingers picked at the vegetation absently. Every so often the girl would lift her head up and gaze around, a glazed look to her eye. After so many months of being on the run, remaining stationary for so long was just...boring. Nudge sighed, shaking her head. For a second, she had actually wished they were still sprinting by day, living without bathing for weeks. What was she, insane?
The mutant popped up, determined to clear her head of such thoughts, and tried to create some excitement for herself. Maybe if she wasn't so bored, she wouldn't be be thinking like a loon. She unzipped her coat and threw it on the ground with a shiver. Nudge wore a short-sleeve shirt underneath with huge slits slashed into the back for her wings to slide out, which they did with relief. It got uncomfortable when she kept them cramped against her back for so long. Her feathers ruffled in the breeze, and for a moment she just stood there, soaking in the sounds and smells of the outdoors. It felt like she was in the wild again, and a blissful smile crept onto her face. Both wings stretched out to brush against the tree trunks. Nudge would have just enough to take off if she wanted to. But it could be dangerous.
"Hey, Nudge. How about you do a re con?" She tried to mimic Max's voice telling her this, but paled in comparison to Gazzy's gift.
"Okay, Max. You're the boss. And if you say to fly around the house, I'll do it!" She spread her tawny wings and took off at a full run, her legs extending and then falling behind as her wings beat the air. She barely cleared the treetops, but then it was nothing but open skies. Nudge tipped her feathers a few degrees down and circled the house, eyes scouring for enemies of any sort. She needed to escape this deafening silence that was consuming her.
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Post by amybookbug on Nov 4, 2008 7:42:53 GMT -5
Iggy stepped carefully down the steep stairs, his senses streatching out around him. Some-one was near him...Nudge. He listened carefully, and to his amusment, he heard her talking to herself. She was asking herself to go on a recon, and then repplying. Ah...she was pretending that Max had asked her to do a re-con. He laughed under his breath as Nudge replied to herself, then took off. Iggy could hear her wings beating as she flew in circles around the house the flock shared. Nudge! NUDGE! Down here! Iggy cried to the young girl. She must be really bored, to be having conversations with herself. Usually she could find some-one's ear to talk off. Oh lucky me... Iggy moaned internally as he realised what he'd just let himself in for. He debated going inside and pretending he hadn't said anything,but that would be unfair to Nudge. Ah well...I'll only go deaf as well as blind, he though wryly. Wondering if he'd have to reply to whatever Nudge was chattering about, he took a few steps forward, and sat down on the bottom step. OOC: Hope you don't mind me butting in. I don't mind leaving  [/center][/color] |
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