I May Fall ~open~

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    Lyla sighed softly and closed her eyes, sitting near a small patch of flowers. She hadn't been sleeping well lately; nightmares of her family's death plagued her mind whenever she started to drift off to sleep. Well, it was around the time of the anniversary, so she supposed it made sense. She just wished it would be over soon. She figured that these flowers - she never learned the name of them - were a sort of luck charm for her, so maybe she could fall asleep here.

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    Arcade was all too familiar with everything that had happened to Lyla. The death of parents, the sleeplessness, the good luck charm. The medic's smile was weary and worn, but still genuine as he approached the blue feline. "Everything alright?" He murmured softly, so as not to disturb her.

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    Lyla opened an eye, peering at her friend. "I guess," she shrugged. "I just haven't been sleeping well. I thought that i might be able to get a little nap in out here."

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    [color=#FBB917][font=impact][size=20pt]Downloading [color=#4AA02C]Simulation
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    [color=#4AA02C]to be considered living?
    [color=#2554C7]What is your definition of soul?
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    Downloading didn't know this Lyla or anything about her for that matter so he only padded over to the scene, treading quietly so as not to startle either of the two. It appeared to the AI unit that this Lyla was having nightmares, that was something that the robot had never had any experience with, being that he could not sleep or have dreams at all, but Google in his head told him that nightmares were "frightening or unpleasant dreams".


    Dreams. Downloading wondered what it would be like to have them, to be in a mental state of mind that only happened while sleeping in which anything is possible. Or at least thats how they were described, or more specificly- "a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep" an internal Google told him. That sounds interesting. he thought longingly


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    [color=#2554C7]Am I alive?
    [color=#4AA02C]or am I just another button
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: none][size=10][font=times new roman]"So much for a nap I guess, huh?" The young canine remarked as he took a quick glance at the others around him. Plopping down on the soft bed of flowers, he took in the flora's pleasant aroma. "What's your name? I haven't seen you around before."

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    Lyla looked over to the two newcomers, smiling faintly at them. "My name is Lyla. It's a pleasure to meet you. And you are?" She asked. Though she would normally be grumpy with the lack of sleep, she tried her best to be polite to the strangers.

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; width:475px; margin-top: -5px;]Perigrine had been out for a walk at the time. He was quietly weaving through the trees, his body tense. He'd only joined this clan very recently, and he was still extremely scrawny. His ribs were visible and his hip bones jutted out in what looked like a very uncomfortable manner. The avian wolf had lowered his head to lap up some water, when he heard some voices nearby. He froze, looking over at the group fearfully. His ears flattened and he backed away a bit, mismatched eyes wide as he tried his best to stay out of sight. He ducked behind a tree, too afraid to move any further. Thought it was really hard to hide when you were a bipedal wolf with wings.

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    Smiling softly and nodding at them, Lyla began to space out before spotting movement behind a nearby tree. "Hello?" She called, padding over in curiosity. "Why are you hiding?" She asked gently. Maybe they are just shy, she figured, taking a few steps until she was next to him. "My name is Lyla. What's yours?"

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    He flinched as she approached, shrinking back fearfully. He looked away as she asked for his name. "P-Perigrine..." He stammered fearfully, not making eye contact. He was very small for a wolf, though his wings were large and had rather cute freckle-like markings of various shades of gray and black. He cowered away from her a bit, tail tucked fearfully between his two legs. "I-I'm sorry if I bothered you...I-I can g-go away...?" He stammered, fluffy ears flattening.

  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: none][size=10][font=times new roman]"Yeah, what she said." The sibe responded with an amused smirk in Auden's direction. He also considered the wolf pup a friend - an entertaining one, too. Besides Driftingpup and King, he couldn't really recall anyone around his age, either. But they were all pretty cool, so it didn't matter too much. "Nice to meet you Lyla."

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    Lyla gave Perigrine a warm smile, tilting her head ever so slightly. "Peregrine? That's a wonderful name. Why don't you come join us?" She asked, motioning in an inviting manner as she attempted to lead him over to the others.


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    Oh! It was Lyla! Cami padded up to see greet his big sister figure with a bright smile. His big brother was back, and now he could see his big sister too! The small Japanese bobtail lifted a paw and waved at Lyla before stepping forward and nuzzling her gently as a form of endearment, before he looked over at Perigrine.
    He immediately recognized the other from when the poor wolf was passed out at the border of Blizzardclan. It was nice to see he was okay.
    Although it did look like he was going to break down. The feline sat next to per and put a paw against his back, gently rubbing it. His eyes full of concern. Hopefully the other wouldn't freak out by the gentle touch.




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    "W-Well I-I um...." He stammered fearfully in response, tensing up rather badly and looking away. "I-I..." He stuttered, unable to force out a response. He was really scared, of everything really. He looked nervously at Cami, flinching at first when the other touched him. He soon relaxed however, recognizing the touch as a gentle one. "I-I dont know..." He managed quietly, glancing at the group.

  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; text-transform: none][size=10][font=times new roman]"We won't bite," the young canine promised, tilting his head in a welcoming gesture for Peregrine to join the group. "It's okay." He added, trying not to be too forceful or pressure the nervous winged wolf. Orion didn't feel nervous too often, so he couldn't really relate. But it was obvious that Peregrine was uncomfortable, and that wasn't good. Hopefully he would feel more welcome now that everyone was trying to reassure him and start to relax a little soon enough.

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    Perigrine winced at the tough of being bitten, and he shrunk down with a pitiful little whimper. But after a moment, he gathered his courage and tentatively scooted a bit closer to the group. His ears were laid back, and his body was tense and scared. His tail was tucked fearfully between his legs as he glanced at the other's, stopping his movement a few feet away from them, too timid to move any further.

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    [font=impact][size=20pt]Downloading [color=#4AA02C]Simulation
    [fancyimage]http://www.featurepics.com/FI/…omputerMainboard81644.jpg[/fancyimage][size=12][color=#FBB917]What are the requirements,
    [color=#4AA02C]to be considered living?
    [color=#2554C7]What is your definition of soul?
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    Was introducing oneself really that hard? The AI unit supposed not, but some people here were having some trouble with it.[color=purple] "I am Downloading simulation."

    was all he said


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    [color=#2554C7]Am I alive?
    [color=#4AA02C]or am I just another button
    [color=#FBB917]on the keyboard?
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