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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 16:41:13 GMT -5
OOC Sure Ano!
Also Cloudy, sure, for the Mason and Amari thing.
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Post by anormallife on Oct 20, 2017 16:48:03 GMT -5
(Want to start back up where we left off? )
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 16:51:12 GMT -5
OOC XD you're welcome. I like them so far!
IC Boston Waldo nodded a little, gave a small, grateful smile, and scurried off, leaving Mason and Amari to talk. Amari had frozen up when he was talking, and once Boston Waldo had left, she relaxed a little. She had never been good at the whole comforting thing, and that had pretty much solidified that. It was a good thing that Mason was here too, or else she wasn't sure what she would have done.
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The next person to talk was a rather short, stocky girl, with short black hair that had been cut into a bob. "Hey, I'm Lavinia," she greeted, though made no other acknowledgment of Maverick. After her, there was a twitchy looking fellow who had introduced himself as Lionel, taking Maverick's hand and shaking it repeatedly, hurriedly, for a few seconds before stopping.
The last was another hybrid, a sheep one, at that, who had her curly, woolly white hair in a bouncy ponytail, with sheep ears sticking out, and freckles dotting across her nose. She smiled brightly at Maverick, reaching out to take his hand. "Hello there, I'm Martha, it's real nice to meet you," she said as she brought her hand back, looking quite out of place in the crowd of street racers, yet she acted plenty at home.
(Thanks! So do I, especially Lachy! I should love him, he's me. No joke.) Mason watched as he left, before he stood up and looked at Amari. He couldn't help but smile as he did catch her stiffness, if only for a moment before she relaxed. "Sorry, I didn't know what else to do," he said, scratching the back of his head for a moment. He didn't exactly have the chance to ask his wife if she was okay with staying, but he hoped she was okay with it. He just felt bad and didn't want to leave Boston all on his own. .+*_-----_*+. Maverick nodded to them, putting on a smile. They were certainly an interesting crowd, especially the sheep hybrid, Martha. She didn't exactly fit into the rest of them, he thought, but he wasn't judging. She was definitely a lot more comfortable then he was and done this quite a few times. "It's a pleasure to meet you all," he said, putting a lot of effort into not stuttering at all as he spoke. He was nervous obviously, he had no idea if this place was safe or not, but he was slowly seeming to get used to it.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 16:52:37 GMT -5
OOC Sure Ano!
Also Cloudy, sure, for the Mason and Amari thing.
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(Ah awesome! Thanks Smore. I promise I'll try to be on as much as I can, but I can't promise I'll be able to rp even if I do. Just enough to know what's happening I think.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 17:05:14 GMT -5
OOC Sure, where were we?
Also, Iβll reply in a minute.
Alright Cloudy!
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Post by anormallife on Oct 20, 2017 17:06:17 GMT -5
(They were at the picnic at this point, I can go and find my last post)
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Post by anormallife on Oct 20, 2017 17:09:21 GMT -5
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IC "We have grapes, strawberries and chocolate fondue, then we have a cheese platter, and then some sandwiches because picnic food isn't usually something fancy, don't worry though, dinner will be fancy," Cliff explained and paused as he looked in the basket, snapping his fingers in an over dramatic way. "Ah, gosh darn it, I forgot to get the uh...the apple slices," Cliff made up on the spot, getting up and stretching. "Guess I'll just fly back and get them. You two start eating though," he encouraged, already taking flight. He was so good at this.
Loreto looked over the food set out before them as Cliff went over what they had for lunch. Seemed like a pretty good set up. He looked back up to Cliff when he noted that he forgot something. He just shrugged as Cliff left then sat down on the blanket and looked at the food. "Cliff seems to be forgetting a bit today, doesn't he?" he asked Winslow as he glanced over at him. (I think this was my last post)
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 17:30:51 GMT -5
OoC :: Yes please Smoreo!
Mmm, with the Mav thing, we could put a hold on it/ he and Maddy are still trying to find things out and those two are just still here, being tested on and such.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 17:45:51 GMT -5
OOC: That sounds great to me Creamy! Hey a I guess it could even be q good thing right? The longer they're there, the worse it's gonna be.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 17:48:54 GMT -5
OOC Sorry for poofing! Iβm a bit busy today.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 17:49:28 GMT -5
OOC: it's okay Smoreo!
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 18:06:14 GMT -5
OoC :: Exactly!
Don't worry Smoreo.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 18:30:36 GMT -5
OOC That should be the last time I poof, hopefully.
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:06:42 GMT -5
OoC :: Mm, I wanted to ask you guys if you wanted to make a scientist/someone who works for Wesley potentially?
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 19:12:40 GMT -5
OOC: Hmm, sure I probably would like to Creamy! Though I'd have to introduce them after I get back.
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:14:06 GMT -5
OoC :: Yeah, that's understandable. I was just recently thinking that Wesley likely has tons of people actually working forhim, but I didn't want to make tons of characters, and plus, it would be nice to have others with characters working for him
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:30:39 GMT -5
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IC :: Feles opened his eyes, trying to recall where he was.m It was different already, from where had had previously been staying. Inside a warm home on a couch with Madeline- however, the cold feeling under his fur was not like that. It was like the streets, but more metal than pavement.... it was more like- his amber eyes widened as he made the connection.
He was surprised he could stand in the cage he was put into, however noting he was in some form of labs it shouldn't have been that surprising,. He was relieved to see his sister still asleep in the cell next to his, however it could be all that reassuring since they were still trapped. He shuffled around the cage as much as he could, realizing they were put next to a wall, with a wide room in it all.
Someone entered the room and Feles let out a low growl, though it didn't seem to phase the few who came in. He recognized several scientists, from the original labs. However, he could not recall all of their names. Minus one in particular. But how could Feles forget Wesley Hartington? The blonde man was surprisinglyΒ silent as the group walked in though. There was a dark haired woman, dark tan skinΒ as well and Feles could see dark brown eyes, another woman, with more of a golden brown colored hair, the eyes a hazel color instead and a man Feles believed to recognize, however the crow's wings surprised him too much he was unsure.
"I still find it hard to believe the police managed to find the two feles wolves born in the first labs, Dr. Hartington. It is a miracle they managed to do that! Even with the help of a girl who, as the police apparentlyΒ told you, she was stalking a boy she liked, correct?" The brunette was speaking in slight enthusiasm as she moved ahead of the group to get a look at Feles and his sleeping sister.
The darker woman seemingly rolled her coffee eyes, not nearly enjoying this as much. If she was who Feles believed she could be, it would explain her attitude. "These two were not the only two born in the labs, Robinson-" Feles recognized that name, the brunette was Lorena Robinson then, "- there were others born even before them. And for the record, the police still barely did anything."
Wesley chuckled, "Roberts, you are both correct. Of course there were other feles wolves born in the labs, however these two in particular," his cast gazed to Feles to lock eyes. Wesley held the smile as he continued to speak, "were born to the greatest of the feles wolves, despite the hatred he developed for hybrids over time. Though, I do find it surprising that the two children of him happened to be so friendly towards hybrids like their mother- and look where that got her. Suppose they didn't learn," Feles hissed immediatly then. Wesley turned away without a concern.
Of course Feles was glad when the crow hybrid's eyes widened and he took a step back. But Lorena spoke once more, "Dr. Hartington, you called us into here for a reason, correct? Why exactly was that?" Right.
Feles hadn't thought about that at first, but Robinson was someone who focused more on the human hybrids than the animal hybrids and Roberts dealt in the medical field if anything. The crow hybrid- he wasn't sure about, but he didn't seem like the type who would have much to do with feles wolves. Of course, he couldn't actually be sure.
"Ah right," Wesley's voice brought Feles' attention back. "The reason I called you three hear was to help me with my newest experiment." OoC :: words
IC :: Feles hated the idea of it as he listened. He hated it so much, he had moved back away from the entranceΒ from the cage in fear they'd start it at any point in time and he didn't want them to come anywhere near. How could Wesley have gone from his original goal to thinking something like that.Β There was no point, no purposeΒ to it. To try and turn he and his sister not just into humans, but to go a step further! Feles hated it.
He was hoping they'd leave, however, that did not appear to be the goal. Feles watched them move around the room. The crow hybrid was the only one glancing at him back and forth- he heard him whisper to Robinson, "he looks so much like his father- it scares me...." He didn't hear her reply, but Feles was relieved one of them was frightened. If couldn'tΒ last long as he heard his sister stir, and that was no good. He couldn't be certain, but it was both possible she would be okay with this idea or she wouldn't, it was on a thin border.
He watched his sister blink her blue eyes open and closed, trying to make sense of everything as Feles had to. She was more vocal about it though, "Where- where am I? Oh god- Oh my-" she was unfamiliar with these people unlike Feles, she was too young when they left the first labs. He was more relieved when she looked at him, as she could tell by his body language to be quiet. Unfortunately, it didn't really stop Wesley from coming over in curiosity.
"Tabby, correct?" He had kneeled down to get on eye level with the tabby-coated feles wolf, though Feles knew that that was a trick. The entire idea of it was obvious enough, to get onto the same level as a person and act to be friends. Tabby briefly glanced at Feles, before focusing back on Wesley with worried eyes, "You are going to participate in a small experiment with your brother. If things go well as we hope they will, you two will be free to come and go as you please."
"He's lying-" Feles blurted it out without thinking, but it was obvious he was, Feles knew what was going to happen and if he could get what he wanted from the two of them- Feles doubted they'd be free if ever. He regretted the words, but at least Tabby moved away in alarm.
Wesley already seemed annoyed with hat, standing up straight and tall before calling one of them over, "Baker, get over here." Feles thought that somewhat sounded familiar- but, he believed the scientist who shared so many resemblancesΒ with the xrow hybrid was Baker-Adams, not just Baker... then it hit Feles, humans will addressΒ people with two last names with onlyΒ one of them occasionally- but....
"Get them to go to sleep again, we will do the operation tomorrow with hopefully no difficulty. You get a break from the others, assign the Pooles to watch over them if they aren't too busy with the wolf, understand?" Wesley said quickly, focusing away from the feles wolves with a frown. Feles realized that the crow hybrid wasn't originally a crow hybrid- but he wasn't, couldn't be one of the ones from the labs Madeline and Kai had come from- he didn't fit the age limit there was... which meant.... Wesley created him after all the hybrids escaped.
Feles couldn't think more on that matter as he drifted off with a needle to his side. OoC :: words
IC :: Feles woke to the sound of his name, a light whispering from his sister. She sighed in relief when he lazily blinked open his amber eyes. "Hmm?"
"Feles, who were those people? From yesterday? Who... are probably here somewhere?" Right, Feles had wanted to forget it had happened. He wanted no part of Wesley's newest experiment. He wanted out and back with those he comfortable with, not trapped in a cage with people he hated, and though he didn't want to admit, feared.
He sat up and looked to his sister in the cage next to his and responded best he could, "Scientists. They are not in this room, else we would know. However, they are the people who helped created our species. I dont like them one bit, they are not good people and they do not have good plans for us. They want to experiment on us, and it does not sound good."
"What are they planning on doing?"
Feles didn't respond. He paused too long and when he started to, he was interrupted. It was the crow hybrid who had entered the place in a slight rush, really disorganized, though it took him a moment to realize someone was following him. "I still don't understand why he wants me there, I mean, I'm supposed to be helping with the operation- or, or, watching over the special section...- but, I'm not somebody who goes over to watch over a place with two extremely scary people!"
"It's not like you will be doing much. Plus, the Pooles are currentmy watching over them until you are called back. Wesley wants eyes on his son, you are good enough being on the down low to stay and watch. Adalinas are there to distract them a little more. Wesley is having someone else take your place for the operation, so it should still go fine assuming it works." Someone responded, but neither Feles wolf could see them, but they were human.
When Baker moved to look at Feles and Tabby, the hybrid's eyes widened and a password fled out. "Er, they are awake. Let's go tell Wesley... They recovered from it quicker than they were supposed to. After that, I'll leave. Uh... right, come on." It went silent after that, surprising Feles with the reaction.
He partially wanted to stop him, however couldn't find the voice to, and it seemed like he left in such a rush. Feles frowned a little, curling into a seat in the cage and looking over to his equally concerned sister. "Not anything good." Feles decided on that answer.
And currently, Creamy is pausing the scene here, likely going to be continued semisoon.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 19:33:08 GMT -5
OOC Here!
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:34:05 GMT -5
OoC :: Ello Smoero!
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 19:35:39 GMT -5
OOC Hi Creamy!
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:35:56 GMT -5
OoC :: How are you doing?
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Post by anormallife on Oct 20, 2017 19:36:47 GMT -5
Welcome back smore c: )
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 19:37:24 GMT -5
OOC Eh, you?
Thanks Ano!
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:41:41 GMT -5
OoC :: Doing well now that it is the weekend. MM, above, as I was saying, would you potentially want to make any characters that work for Wesley?
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 19:48:56 GMT -5
OOC Sure, could it be like, an intern guy though? Because I could totally use Lionel or Lavinia.
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 19:52:15 GMT -5
OoC :: Yeah, it totally could be!
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 20:01:27 GMT -5
OOC Great, itβll be Lionel...maybe Lavinia too.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Oct 20, 2017 20:02:20 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry here! Hmm I could use Rachel or someone else?
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Post by CreamCrow on Oct 20, 2017 20:04:51 GMT -5
OoC :: Anyone works, but yeah, that sounds great!
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Post by πβππ π£π on Oct 20, 2017 20:16:29 GMT -5
OOC
I like that almost all of Beauβs street racer friends are part of this.
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