[IC] Endangered. (Closed)

[boredbrain]

Lucas had moved to leaning on the wall, but pushed off as Thiago talked."This rock is not our protection. This is a prison made for us. No, I don't really remember anything, the only think I know is that you're not supposed to be locked in a room in your own home. This isn't our home, and this isn't a natural thing, I don't know what's going on, but we're all freaks. Look at you." He pointed to Thiago. "You have fairy wings. Then look at me." He pulled his shirt down slightly to show feathers growing along his chests. We are not brothers and this is not our home. Got that?" Lucas said rather rudely, it was obvious he was acting under stress, yet he was still talking. "I don't think we should stay her longer than we have to. I mean, the way it sounds is that we're prisoners here. I mean come on now, we can't even leave here."

A guard entered the room and guarded the door as another man came in to work on the now open door.

"Seriously now, fairy-boy. Go ask that guard if we can leave."

[Raven_Operative]

[[ imagine this as above boredbrain's ]]

Evan nodded to Keaira. "I'm Evan... and I doubt it will be that grand. It might be interesting though." Evan looked around at the rest of the group, who were busy arguing about the state of the world, and their location. "... thinking about all this makes my head hurt... what do you guys want to do? Its odd that we're on an island, and our situation seems to be unusual, but..." Evan furrowed his brow as he considered some things, before continuing in his usual low/quiet voice. "Isn't the more important question what we're going to do now? We're here. That's all that matters. We should probably focus on our training, or what ever Father has got us doing before we get any grandiose ideas of our place in the world, or the situation in general. It's not like we have anything to go on besides circumstance and speculation anyways..."

With that, Evan headed back to his room and looked through his possessions in the drawers. ... Sports magazines... a small (if heavily reinforced against puncturing) football... Interesting. He saw a small bottle of green tinted water at the back and, suddenly struck by hunger and thirst, started to drink from it. For some reason it helped both his thirst and his hunger pangs, though he thought that water should logically not do anything for the hunger part.

[Beebee2121]

Miles' smile faded away as he watched Father run out the room with tears in his eyes. HIs ears reflected his emotions as the conversation between his siblings made a turn for the worse by falling flat against his head. He looked between them while they argued, unsure of what to say, until one of them dared the other to ask the guard to leave.

"Now, hang on a just one darn minute," He spoke up, looking more hurt than upset, "Let's just settle down and not lose our heads about the island. It's our home. That's all." Personally, he took little issue with the fact that they lived on an island. He would like to go outside at some point, though. The beach could be a lot of fun.

He put himself between his feathered brother and the one with the wings. "We don't want any trouble, right? Dad told me that if we train hard enough, we'll get a surprise." His ears came up again and he grinned, brimming with enthusiasm. "And I'm real sorry I don't remember any of y'all, but this is our chance to get to know each other again." He beamed and popped up a little on the balls of his toes. "C'mon, let's go look around this place for a gym. Whaddaya say? The gym?"