Mysticbluekitten

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

"Yes Sir" Syra said in a mono tone. She hasn't meant it of course, it was just because she had lead herself into stare that was almost zombie like. She shook her head and repeated "Yes sir!" In a more human voice.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

I may refrain from posting when unesasary, because Syra is now just kinda of like watching, I'm perfectly happy with reading for a lil till needed

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

I'm back and on a IPod, so I may be slower and have a few auto corrects now let me read previous pages

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

thewizardguy said
EVERYONE is a rebel. I think the only person who is going to actually listen to the ISF is Syra. Then again, it might be far more amusing this way.

I can imagine it XD Syra knowing what to do in every single mission, then being exstreamly annoyed by others who did not listene, causing her to blow her cover or something stupid, getting told off and building up even more hate for Bob. Lets hope this does not happen XD

BRB swapping devices. Back in a min.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

Syra twitched. She was not about to be distracted by another person and lead into another misshapen. She had decided that after the 'bob incident'. The 'Bob incident' was now burned into her memory as a little reminder of how much she hated Bob.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

Syra just sat, watching the commander, scared half to death. She wasn't risking any more incidents, so she just kept still. She was obviously the weakest link when it came to brutal strength and powers in the group, she didn't want any more low ranking titles placed upon her head. After all, this was Excalibur. The best of the best.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

Syra's head hurt. Her eyes watered and her vision swayed as she climbed back into her seat. She just gazed around in a daze as she collected her thoughts. She was slowly loosing the hyper effect that the catnip had had on her and soon realised what had just happened. Syra felt like crying. She was an embarrassment to the little Fellen left. She scowled at the floor before resuming a blank expression and looking up at the commander.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

I'm pretty sure Syra needs one of them tricks right now XD

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

Syra sniffed. Her mouth watered. No... She thought as she longed the sweet sensation of prancing through the fields of divine catnip. No NO NO NO NO! Her nose twitched.

"Aya!" Syra squealed as she toppled over from her chair and started rolling around like a mad lunatic, over loaded with catnip. Her mind was torn between hating bob and loving catnip. She couldn't think straight. Catnip was winning her mental tug-of-war. Syra mewed in delight like a newborn kitten as catnip relished in victory.

The ISF Files. Mission One: Council of Shadow

I reckon as my character develops, I'll be able to add more features. She's pretty basic at the moment but I think I'll implement powers from her heritage as we go along in the rp.