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

Savita smiled, taking a sip of her drink. And it can only get worse.
"But it's a lot more pleasant now than it will be in fifteen years."

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

Two more slices left, Pyro nodded. "Unless they become smarter. But, that's the saddest joke ever."

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

"Yeah, it is."
If only you knew. She smiled dryly.

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

Pyro bit her lip. "So, are you planning on going to the park now?"

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

"I've got no plans, so I don't see why not."

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

Pyro nodded. "So what would you" we, she addded silently, hoping that Savita would let her tag along at least long enough to find other bird kids, "do if you found other birdkids?"

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

Savita frowned for a minute thinking.
Take the first chance I have to report back to the School.
"Be friendly, I guess."

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

Pyro nodded, finishing her last slice. "Thanks so much. That was delicious!" She said earnestly. A full Chicago style pizza was bliss in her eyes.

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

Savita grinned. "No problem."

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

Pyro smiled happily. A new friend.... sorta? And a pizza. This was one of the best days she'd had in forever.

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

Savita took another deep sip of her drink, then set the glass down on the table with a delicate *clink*.

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

Pyro looked around the restaurant, her blue eyes flicking around. It was loud and busy. She wrinkled her nose, wondering how people could bare with these conditions for longer than an hour.

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

Savita noticed the expression on Pyro's face, and guessed her thoughts. "Most people aren't as sensitive as us."

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

Pyro nodded. "I think I'd die if I had to work here." She exclaimed.

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

"You should take more dog-walking jobs," she joked.

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

Pyro chuckled. "Anything under the open sky."

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

((brb food!))

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

((I g2g too.))

Savita sighed. "If only..."

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

Stella continued down the street, moving fast as her intense eyes scanned each face in the crowd. Each face was individual, unique… but noting familiar yet. She listened to the constant chatter around her, sharp ears picking up on bits and pieces of conversations as she passed by. A small smile came to her lips. She would miss the city.

But along with the sense of community that came with being around people, there were dangers as well. Such as, focusing too much on people around you and not enough on people after you. Which Stella realized with a startled gasp as she felt a large hand grab onto her jacket and roughly shove her out of the crowd and into an alleyway.

Without looking back for her attacker, she scrambled further into the alley, letting the dark shadows from the buildings on either side hide her. One thing she had learned from fighting: Being caught by surprise is bad. She needed a good view of her opponent before fighting back.

And there they were, walking steadily towards her. At least three men, dressed in neat black suits. Conspicuous much? she thought to herself, although she knew Erasers didn’t care about standing out. As they approached, Stella flinched, watching as a beam of light hit the gun, reflecting off of its metal surface. Guns are also bad, especially if being handled by a determined wolf-bird mutant. Heart dropping, she moved behind a dumpster, reaching for her own gun. A chill ran up her spine as the Eraser finally spoke, voice rough and dangerously calm.

“We know you’re there, sweetie. You can’t stay hidden forever. We have orders to hurt you as little as possible. In fact, we’re not even taking you back home.” He took a step forward.

“We just want a little chat.”

Stella’s hands gripped around her gun, her mind racing. Any second, the Erasers were bound to realize where she was. The dumpster had given her temporary cover, but it also allowed her to be trapped on both sides. Her eyes closed for a moment in concentration, using her last resource. Her grin returned in amusement when she heard the men’s yells as trash started to fly out of the dumpster and towards them. There was a particularly satisfying bang as a metal crate whacked into an Eraser’s head, knocking him to the ground. Stella herself waited a few moments, then stepped out into the light. She punched the one remaining man square in the face and kicked him back into the brick wall of the building. He immediately crumpled to the ground on impact.

“A chat? I don’t think so.”

Scanning the unconscious Erasers, she returned the unused gun to her belt. The School had definitely been the worst thing in her life, and her biggest wish was to see its destruction. But killing like this… killing just didn’t seem right. She had killed before, more times then she liked to remember, and she wasn’t proud of it. She hated the empty feeling it left her with. Even though she knew it was an idiotic commitment, Stella had promised not to kill again unless she absolutely had to.

Their guns she took, putting in her own pack, but she couldn’t find anything else of use on them. It was strange. No money, no phones, nothing. The School was being especially careful. Not taking the time to move the bodies, she walked back into the bright street and continued on her way, understandably slightly more jumpy and alert this time.

I knew staying here would be a bad idea.

One hour.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((... Swifty, you have definitely got to go start on homework now. -.-))

[Rebecca]

((woah, swift. way to write a novel! how long did it take you write that?))

By now, Devyn had gotten bored and was walking down the street, looking for another place to preform. She ad just spotted a nice looking park ahead, when suddenly she saw a girl get pulled into an alley! She wanted to go and help, but she had no fighting skills whatsoever, as she had been adopted by one of the scientists from the school and had never even seen an eraser. Luckily, the girl emerged a few minutes later, seemingly unscathed.

"Hey! You! Are you okay?" she called, jogging after the girl.

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

Savita felt urgent vibrating coming from her pocket--and it didn't stop.
Something's gone wrong.

[RedPath, ^ is Simba]

Scarlett looked up now, returning to the world around her. How long had she been sitting there, just daydreaming? Hell, she didn't even remember what she was thinking about.

Probably wasn't important, she thought.

She watched people walk by for a while. Some talked on cellphones, others were taking pictures, everyone was doing something. Except her. She was a rooted piece of coral in the rushing currents of Chicago.

Scarlett always wondered what it was like to be normal. To be able to go anywhere without having to look over your shoulder in constant paranoia. To have friends who you could trust and who wouldn't get killed by your enemies. To not have enemies. That kind of life seemed blissful, almost.

But, then again, she'd choose the ability to fly any day.

I want to leave..., she thought, standing up and starting to walk. She hadn't flown in days and couldn't take it anymore. Scarlett would walk out of the city on foot if she had to.

And that's just what she began to do.

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

Pyro cocked her head. "Something wrong?" Savita seemed a little distracted.

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

Savita glanced back at Pyro, blinking. "Huh? OH, no."

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

Wren ♫aka♫ Rebecca wrote: "((woah, swift. way to write a novel! how long did it take you write that?))

By now, Devyn had gotten bored and was walking down the street, looking for another place to preform. She ad just spotte..."

((Haha, forty-five minutes or so?

Scarlett better not leave before Stella finds her or Stella will be soo pissed. ;D))

Stella started a little before looking over at the girl who had called to her. She stopped and waited for her to catch up, surprised that someone had actually seen her disappear into the alley through the mass of people. Stepping out a little towards the park area, she gave the girl a wary smile. Now that she way closer, Stella noticed that she had fine auburn hair and stunning green eyes. Another part of paranoid: wanting to recognize every little detail, even the appearance of a random person on the street.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

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

Pyro was still a little unconvinced, but decided to shrug it off. "So, park?"

[Rebecca]

"What happened?" Devyn asked, "Did they mug you or something?" She knew that she shouldn't talk to strangers, but she felt almost a....a connection to this girl. She knew it was probably nothing, but she couldn't help but wonder if this girl was a mutant, too.

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

"Uh...yeah, sure. I'm just gonna..." she gestured vaguely and slipped off into the bathroom. Shutting the stall door behind her, she pulled the phone out of her pocket. 23 missed calls.
"Dammit."

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

((AIEEEEEE! *pounces and hugs Savita* I caught you.))

Pyro sighed and decided to wait by the door. She got up and started making her way through the crowd.

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

((Not on for long, though, sowwie. *backs away, wideeyed*))

Savita glanced up cautiously, then dialed.
"Finally, we've been calling."
"I know, I know. I've been...occupied."
"Have you found anymore?"
Savita hesitated for a moment. Yes or no?
"It's possible," she said slowly.

((BRB))

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

((shrugs. Me either. *waves spaztically and give slightly creepy smile, but she's jk, she's not that creepy*))

Pyro looked around the place, then looked outside. There was smog in the air near the road.

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

((... I haz gotten to spatter fake blood on a fake citeh todeh.))

"That's not the answer we're looking for," the voice said sharply.
Savita bit her lip hard, tasting the coppery tang of blood on her tongue. Reaching up to wipe it away, she made a split-second decision--one she'd probably regret. "I think I have."
"We'll send a team."

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

((That sounds... fun?))

Pyro was sitting just outside of the shop, in the view of the bathroom door.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

Wren ♫aka♫ Rebecca wrote: ""What happened?" Devyn asked, "Did they mug you or something?" She knew that she shouldn't talk to strangers, but she felt almost a....a connection to this girl. She knew it was probably nothing, b..."

Stella looked over at the girl, who was slightly shorter than herself, and smiled. "I can take care of myself, thanks," she replied, not actually answering the question.

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

((IT WAS VEREH FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still haz fake blood on mah finger.))

Savita snapped the phone shut and slipped it back into her pocket. Reaching out to flush, she ran the her hands under the faucet, letting the freezing cold water clear her mind.

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

((Awesomesauce))

Pyro was getting impatient. She was an impatient person, and she never bothered to practice patience. She tried to occupy her waiting with making a mental list of signs of birdkids, like bulky jackets and unusual strength.

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Savi, what's with the multiple spastic spelling errors? :P))

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

((Too exhausted to type propehleee. And having fun while doing eet.))

Savita pulled the door open, stepping out and closing it behind her. She smiled at Pyro. "Ready?"

[Swiftfire, is Timon]

((Ah.))

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

((heheh lolz))

Pyro nodded, smiling eagerly. Bird kids hunt!

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

((And the fake blood on mah fingeh iz starting to freak meh out. Yikes.))

Savita grinned, starting towards the door of the resturant.
Hunt, indeed.

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

((lol Freaked out by your own fake blood.))

Pyro skipped ahead, over eager to get out of the closed space.

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

((I knowz...depressing. And I drew bracelets on my arm in marker in Tech Ed.))

Savita felt a rush of relief as the heat from the sun washed over her. Of course, it didn't last long once she realized what would be coming soon.

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

((Aww I've done that before))

Pyro beckoned her to hurry. "C'mon!"

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

((I was sooooooooo bored.))

"Coming," she laughed, picking up the pace to follow the girl.

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

((Techie is boooorin))

Pyro made it to the park in no time, making sure Savita followed. She looked around, scouring tyhe place for any obvious bk's. She looked atSavita. "See anything that looks over-obvious?"

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

((Verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry.))

Savita narrowed her eyes. "I just a see a crazy dude on a fountain. Nope, no one."

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

((LOLZ! I just see a crazy dude on the fountain))

Pyro cocked her head. "Teenagers." She huffed, although she was one.

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

Savita arched an eyebrow. "Isn't that my line?"