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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:32:13 GMT -5
"I'm not sure about him." Zipporah said, glancing down at the floor and getting uncomfortable, as she was the one who had first pressed the issue and she hated to admit being wrong. "I mean, I trusted him at first and all but...there's just something about this guy that drew me in. I mean, usually I'm paranoid. I should have been paranoid. But I wasn't. And everyone else seemed fine too except Xavier like right after he looked at them. I'm just confused." she elaborated, crossing her arms.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:32:28 GMT -5
Illy:
an idea formed, nad i could practically feel a lightbulb over my head. i pushed the chair that she was sittign in, and it rolled over a few feeet, giving me access to teh computer that sat unused in my room. i clicked it on and went onto a search engine. after a few minutes, i grinned. "this mgiht be why. catnip. well, not catnip but animalnip nonetheless." i said, letting Zipporah read the information on teh screen. "Xavier wasn't affected because he's sick and can't smell like we can right now, remember? and he goes by pure instinct. we go by a little of both." i said, re-reading the information on het screen as everything began to click into place
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:32:55 GMT -5
"So...we're high on...animal drug fumes?" Zipporah asked, raising her eyebrows as she got little out of the page. She wasn't exactly passing English and found it difficult to read the page. As she said the last part, she swore. "Fucking female estrogen. My tubes are all fucking screwed up, I have more bird DNA than youse two and I still have this touchy-feely problem. Fuck. The scientists can't give me one damn good gene, can they?"
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:33:31 GMT -5
Illy:
i sighed, remembering her bad grade. "no. we are allured to him like you are to worms and i am to fresh meat. we crave it. it made us weak. and no matter what we are, girls will forever be 'touchey-feeley'" i said. quoting her before lettign out a small giggle. "i look out for you guys as if you were my pups. you're my family adn i can't let you see any harm. so i have the 'touchy-feeley' problem as well. but only becasue i am part wolf. if i were jsut a human i could let you all die in a hole and not care in teh least." i said, grinning wolf-like at her. "so we need to be on our guard and inform the others withou informing him. we'll watch him carefully." i said, nodding and sitting on my bed.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:33:41 GMT -5
"Ooh, worms!" exclaimed Zipporah, with an enthusiastic glint in her eyes. Realizing her childish glee, her grin turned to a scowl and she cleared her throat before looking back at Vendetta. "Actually, i figured you being part wolf would entice you to attempt to eat me. Like Nick and Chico, but with me kicking your ass." she teased. "And what is with the giggle?" she asked, her voice filled with mock fear up the last statement as she opened her mouth in a fake scream. "She must be possessed. Quick, get the preacher! The excorsist! She'll be spewing green gunk in a minute if we don't hurry!"
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:33:57 GMT -5
Illy:
i let out a bark-like laugh. "you used the word 'touchey-feely.' if that doesn't deserve a giggle, i don't know what does." i say, but not before i take a worm out of a jar of dirt i had hidden away. i threw it at her. "bon appitite. and watch out before i start spewing green gook on all of you." i said, showing my wolf teeth. "grr!" i said, lunging playfully at the bird girl. i was laughing my bark-laugh the entire time.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:34:27 GMT -5
"Well I think touchy-feely provides and accurate description. Unless you would like me to get into the science aspect that deals with your overies and uterus." Zipporah grinned. Seeing the worm, she caught the thing, her eyes gleaming like a little kid on Christmas. She made sure to cut it in half and throw one half out the window before eagerly gulping down the rest. In her food-based euphoria, she failed to notice Vendetta lunging at her and wound up falling flat on her but in a mixture of surprise and force.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:35:05 GMT -5
Illy:
i shudder. "no thank you. i have sciecne class for that. and i just find it an amusing word for you to use. now come on; wake up from your food adn play!" i said, my tail wagging and my ears perked. i felt like a pup. i let out a playful bark and then covered my mouth. 'uh-oh. i really hope that didn't..." i ehard footsteps. ones that could only be made by the demon herself. "crap. hide! fly! do something so you don't get fried!" i said, yanking out the computer cord and immediatly shuttign it off and jumping into bed and looking somewhat comfortable.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:35:23 GMT -5
Zipporah laughed. She was just beginning to get up when she heard the footsteps. "Shit!" she hissed, looking around rather comically for a place to hide. Seeing none, she ran and hastily leaped out the window, forgetting the fact that her wings were tucked in under her shirt. She fell to the ground ina rather amusing and painful fashion, luckily able to stand unharmed. Thinking the evil Georgia may have heard, she ran around back and then climbed, once again, into her own room. Just in case Georgia decided to take a peek at her, she crawled under the blankets, snuggling up and ignoring the pain in her ass, where she landed.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:35:45 GMT -5
Illy:
giggling slightly, i stopped when i heard my door open. kicking my legs, i made myself look like a pup on their back. i barked again, growling sligtly. i went on my side and mumbled incoherently. i heard Georgia sigh and shut the door. i snapped open my eyes and stared at the ground, where a small dent and a few feathers laid. i laughed quietly. i yawned and went back to bed, hoping Birdie was alright. i needed my rest. dawn was comign in a few hours. along with hte chaos that is life.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:36:03 GMT -5
"Fuck." Zipporah swore the next morning, her lower back in quite a bit of pain. She place her hands against her spine, leaned back and cracked it, the pain easing up a bit. She found slight humor in falling on and injuring her ass, but was otherwise in pain. "Dumbass." she muttered, referring to herself. She swng her legs over the side of her bed, ignoring the pain and hoping a hot shower would help. Half an hour later, she emerged from the bathroom, her hair blow-dried, body dressed and ready for the day, and her butt hurting just as much as before. Sighing and rolling her eyes, she went downstairs to make some tea and breakfast.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:36:24 GMT -5
Illy:
i sighed, streching. i got ready for the day after a cold shower to wake up my senses just as a run would, and went downstairs in jeans, a red shirt, and soem shoes that slipped on and off easily. my hat was attached to my hip, not needed to cover my ears. i grabbed some meat left for me from last night and some bread and tea. i sat down at the table, waiting for Georgia to storm down the stairs late for work as usual. i heard Zipporah walk down the stairs. i nodded in acknowledgment and pushed a cup of tea over to her. she seemed to be in pain. i smirked. "have a nice fall?" i asked politley/
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:36:42 GMT -5
"Fuck you." Zipporah grunted, taking the tea and pulling out the makings for spaghetti. She wasn't in the mood to get into what had happened and why she was in pain, knowing fully well that Vendetta would be more than amused by it all. "You want some spaghetti?" she then offerred, beginning to boil some water. she never got the chance to make any the previous night and was craving the stuff.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:37:14 GMT -5
Illy:
"love you too sis." i said, grinning brightly at her. "sure, why not." i said, shrugging to the offer of pasta. i finished off the last of the meat and began to make tomatoe sauce to remind her of the blood that poured from her food. when it was done i ate quickly. it was a bit past dawn. i stod adn placed my dishes in the sink. "come on, let's get outta here before Georgia catches us." i say as se finisehed her food. i grabbed my backpack from upstairs. i slid it over my shoulders and motioned for her to follow. we were off.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 27, 2010 19:37:35 GMT -5
Zipporah savored her spaghetti, fatsizing it was a plate of worms all the while. When Vendetta motioned for them to leave, she softly placed the plate in the sink, grabbed a peice of fruit, some bird feed, and followed her out the door. Breathing in the fresh morning air, she almost forgot about the pain in her ass. Almost. Figuring they were the only ones out at the time and that their nearest neighbors were about two miles away, she let her wings poke out of her shirt. As she did, she remembered that she had left her shoes in the woods. she would need them for school come Monday. "Great, first my ass, and now my shoes." she grumbled under her breath.
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