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[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

((SAME HERE!!!!!!! I think I'm one of the most perverted at my lunch table. Well, the most out of all the girls.))

[Diabolical Daemonic]

((@Swifty: What gave away his mind stability? XD))

Tensing, Belial stood to his full, yet diminutive height, his eyes narrowing dangerous slits.

Not safe! She is not safe! She knows! My breath of my breath run or fight, the time is now!

Hush, Grae, allow me to think

He shifted slightly, bangs hanging over his sharply-pointed face.

"Why?" Just the single question. Yes, normal people did not commune with strangers openly, never mind allow them to touch them. Yes, this was the wiser path, much wiser. Less suspicion cast his way.

He raised his head to look her fully in her brown eyes. "Why?" he repeated.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Well, definitely not the voice in his head or his strong bloodlust. ;D))

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

((Or the orange eyes.))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Or the constant air of superiority.))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

She took an instinctive step back. Space; That's what she needed.

"Because," she said, not sure if she wanted to say why, "Because I think you have wings. If you do, then you do. If you don't, well, you have the right to call me a crazy young girl who claims that she's a birdkid."

She took another step away. "Just give me a second. Nothing bad will happen." To you, anyway, she wanted to add.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

((Me haz bloodlust sometimes...))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((XD))

[Diabolical Daemonic]

(lol, yep, he's just a little cataclysmal waiting to happen.
And he's a blood bender, what do you expect. There's got to be some bloodlust...
And the orange eyes, that's just one of his perks XD))

He laughed, throwing back his head and shoulders shaking, eyes wild. She was amusing, to say the least. He waved a hand, gesturing the she could have to go-ahead. She was smart, and would find out one way or the other, he was sure of it.

Your in a good mood. What are you going to do?

Wait and see, my friend, wait and see.

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

She tensed up at his laugh. She wanted to run away. Oh, how tempted she was to flee. But he had accepted her request and now she had to fulfill it.

Scarlett relaxed a little, closing her eyes for a brief second. When they opened, anyone looking would have seen that they had gone from brown to a dark shade of red.

She stared openly at him, analyzing his body heat. It looked right. And his back had that extra bulge of color that all birdkids had. No mistaking it.

She willed for her eyes to return to normal. Immediately, she saw normally again, but she knew for a fact that the red always took a second to fade back to brown.

"I'm finished. Thank you."

[Diabolical Daemonic]

Belial, still chuckling slightly, cocked his head to the side, eyeing her.

"Find what you were looking for?" he cackled, tone taking on a slight edge, not particularly noticeable, but razor sharp to the trained ear.

His blood slowed to a crawling rate, heart beat coming to a stuttering speed as his eyes widened, pupils nearly gone as they contracted.

NOW! Strike now you fool!

Patience, I want to see....

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

Leave, Scar.

That wasn't fear talking. That was instinct. And instinct was a good, trustworthy friend of hers. It was that one, reliable friend who you could always count on. But to fulfill that instinct, she's have to me cautious.

Use your diplomacy.

How?

She prepared herself to put up a force field. With that in her artillary, she spoke. "I did. Thanks again." She search previous moments in their conversation withone thought in mind: Do something in return.

"Earlier," she said, "You wanted to know something, right?"

[Diabolical Daemonic]

"Naughty girl," he said, latching himself to the soldiers arm, swinging so he was upside down, "I was merely...filling lulls." the last part came out a growling cough, his sharp-toothed grin sadistic. "There is nothing you posses that I could possibly want. Knowledge or otherwise."

His long tongue flicked out, tasting the air.

Do not put harm on yourself, Belial, the bending is last resort the Grae warned, slipping into inky darkness.

"As my long-dead friend would say, your aura is black, girl. And black is not a good colour."

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

Black isn't a color she wanted to say. But now was not a time for a mere technicallity.

"Black, huh?" She responded casually. "Well, that's too bad." She put her hands in her pockets, shivering a bit in the wind.

"Well, I'm sorry for assuming you did," she said, "I'll leave then." Hopefully, you'll let me. She moved to leave, but didn't let him out of her sight. She couldn't turn her back on him for a second, she knew.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Stella's aura would be bright pink.

And black is totally a color.))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((Ahaha, nicely done!

And it's not! In science, black is the absense of color and in art, black is a shade. You add it to colors to darken them.))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((If black is the absence of color, what is white? HUH HUH?))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Wait, it's all colors. Darn.))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((XD Garsh Swifty. You ARE my friend.))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((xD And you're my friend.

But black and white are still colors.))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((:D

WRONG Whatever you say, Swifty.))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((:DD VICTORY.

Okay, I should probably go to sleep now. Bai-bai.))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((Bye!))

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

"Yea. Lucky me. I'm fun-sized."

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

"Fun sized with fire? I don't think so."
Savita smiled dryly, eyes dark.
"They're probably after you, and you don't even know it."

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Should Stella save Scarlett now? xDD))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((Yep! Sounds good about now. Even though Belial's fun to talk to XD))

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Darn. You came on right as I had to go. >.< Be back in an hour or so, sorry!))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((Okay! Later gator!))

[Diabolical Daemonic]

(( *pulls Belial from her storage closet* Alright, you little maniac, do your stuff. *yawns*))

Belial arched forward, looping an arm around a stone rifle, trying to ignore the battlefield in his mind.

"Be careful, there's a revolution coming," he giggled, studying a hand. "Don't want to be caught in the crossfire."

((Wow, that was totally weird to write, I never pictured a guy giggling XD))

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

((IKR? I try to think of Gary Giggles from Spy Kids XD))

Scarlett shivered once more, though the wind had died down. She had a feeling that he wouldn't hesitate to push her into that crossfire.

"Thanks for the warning," she replied. Believe or not, she took him seriously. Things had been crazy and weird the last time she'd been in the School. What Belial said probably held some truth in it. She took mental note and tucked it away into her mind for later use.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

Stella turned her wings down slightly, lowering herself slightly towards the ground. Her eyes scanned the streets below, trying to find the most inconspicuous place to land. After a couple minutes of looking around, she swooped down onto the roof of a high building. As soon as her feet gracefully touched the hard floor, she quickly pulled in her wings and adjusted her jacket so that they were completely hidden. Then she opened the door going into the building, glad it was unlocked. Picking locks got quite annoying after a while.

The building, fortunately, turned out to be a business one, and she was able to descend the stairs to street level without anyone stopping her. Not until she stepped out onto the ever-busy sidewalk did she start to feel doubtful. Chicago was a huge city. And Kelly could be anywhere in it by now.

Sighing, she glanced down at her watch. An hour. That was all she would give herself. In an hour she would be on her way, Kelly or no Kelly.

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro ad noticed a slight shift in Savita's expression. "Oh. I don't really think so." She murmured.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita grunted slightly, face clearing. "You never know," she said lightly.

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

"True. Are you hungry? I'm hungry."

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

"I'm always hungry," she laughed. "C'mon, there's got to be something down there."

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro nodded, giggling. She started looking around for an alley or high tree where she could land and hide her wings before entering the area of general public.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita narrowed her eyes into slits, green iris's dilating slightly as she focused on the gound. "Over there," she said, gesturing to an abandoned, empty, lot.

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro nodded and swooped closer to it, making sure to stay over building as much as possible. She landed softly, still jogging to slow her momentum.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita preferred a more direct landing--thumping straight down to the ground, though her descent was silent. She shook her wings out for a moment, then folded them in beneath her black jacket.

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro had a red windbreaker that she had managed to snatch from a park bench not long after she ditched the school. She hated the color, but camo was camo. She also hated how fat she looked with her wings folded.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita grinned at her, adjusting the collar of her jacket so it was folded down. She always had the odd feeling that people stared at her when she left the collar flipped up.
"Nice jacket."

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro looked down, her head cocked. "Your is awesomer. Mine sorta draws atention." Red was never a good color when trying to keep out of the limelight.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

"Hide in plain sight," Savita pointed out. "You're so noticeable, you're unnoticeable."

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro's looked thoughtful for a moment. "Huh. Never thought of it like that..." She murmured. "Thanks. It makes me hate it less." She beamed.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita laughed. "Dont't worry about it. I get way too many odd stares than I'd like."

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro nodded. She looked around. "What do you thinks looks best and or cheapest as far as food goes?"

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

"Don't worry about the cost. I've got plenty of money left over," Savita said distractedly.

[Vanillaice *there aren't any good new songs, so...]

Pyro smiled thankfully. "Alrighty. Then best. I myself am a junkie because it seems to pack the most calories, but the downside is how unhealthy it is. I suppose I should actually be making an effort not to be a fatzo." She chattered. She got into themost wierd conversations.

[Savita, is Pumbaa <3 (I...don't remember who Pumba is....)]

Savita raised an eyebrow, but made no comment as to her chattiness. "I know exactly what you mean--I rarely eat healthy. I tend to prefer the high-for-however-long then crash-and-burn over feeling decent for a long time."