birdkiddie | Entries tagged with !ic

The mansion seems to collapse. We should all leave the building.

[Angel will be out and about to try and find all members of her flock: Elaine, Rouge, Jack, Gokudera, and also Coraline. She has no idea how she can help them, but the first thing in times of trouble is to gather the flock. To not be alone.]

How many in this place can fly?

[Angel lies on her stomach, head in her arms, golden locks obscuring what little of her face might be visible. She's on the roof, as she is so often, sleeping peacefully. And dangerously close to the brink, dangerously close to falling.

If you get closer or make a sound on the device, she will notice you, but it will take her much longer than normally. Physical exhaustion does that to you.

And every once in a while, she moves a bit, as if someone tried to wake her up, mumbling a protest.] ...No, Gazzy. Go 'way....

They should have strawberries in the forest by now. Does someone want to go strawberry picking with me?

[ooc: She's affected by this and will be obsessed with your character for a few hours should she see them now (action or video). This will be creepy, but it won't entail any of the other options. Voice and text won't trigger anything.

Also, Permission Post.]

[And here you have a little Loli, screaming.She wouldn't normally do that, not from shock, surprise or fear, but this-

HER WINGS ARE GONE. Sure, they are replaced with something else and the only ones that knew about them were Gokudera, Poland and Elaine to begin with, but that doesn't mean that this is any less scary. Changes in appearance mean ALWAYS bad things in her canon, at her canon point. mean experiments. Scientists. Suffering.

And then she's just standing there, staring at the wall of one of the hallways, face white and scared.]

It isn't supposed to be like this... please, somebody...

[She wants to look into somebody's head, to know that she can still do at least that, but again, nobody but Elaine knows about that ability and it better stay that way.]

ooc: Permissions post, if you haven't already done it. For reference when tagging here or elsewhere.

[Have a boy of maybe six or eight years, blond locks falling over his round face, the hem of his nightgown pulled up to and reefed against his chest so he can look at what has just grown - only that you won't see it because the part of him that the camera shows ends at his belly. You might or might not catch a glimpse of it when he lets go of the fabric in favor of grabbing the device.]

They always said that I would have to wait longer for it to grow...

...Vivi! Gokudera's little friend! Have you matured, too?

[Because those two are the youngest looking people here that she knows about.]

[The camera doesn't show anything but blue for a moment, then you see the mansion from above and a flash of something that looks like a giant dove. The camera is high up in the air, and the direction is clear. It comes from up and is headed down ...just that there is something in the way. A head, to be exact. Blond curls. The journal bounces off it and falls deeper, passing the face of a little girl that is stuck somewhere between fear, confusion, alertness and tiredness. Her eyes are hollow and smudged with purple rings, and one whole side of her face is a single bruise. And then there is only white cloth and the view of the mansion as the journal falls further and rotates.

It falls, and falls, and then you there are suddenly fingers around it and it is turned around to face the child from before. All you can see the arms that are full of burn marks and little wounds where needles have been inserted into her arms. There also is something that looks like an IV on her arm. If you look closer, you will see white feathers behind her back. Or maybe on her back.

She silently examines the journal, the little face tense, and after a few moments she switches on the audio.]

Max. Gazzy. Fang, Iggy, Nudge. Are you here?

Jeb. Was that you?

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There is nothing greater than flying

or having a teddy all to yourself

Entries tagged with !ic

Eight, in which Angel tries hard to act like Max would

Seven, in which Angel is asleep too deep for a paranoid birdkid

Five, in which Angel touched the wrong railing

Four, in which Angel lost her wings; video, hallway post communicator

Second in which Angel has grown something

First, in which Angel arrives

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