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    Rayk
    I heard the Creep's comment. I'll admit it - it was worrysome to me. I crept through the shadows in about two seconds flat to stand at Crystal's left, feeling uneasy with her just standing there, feeling like something was watching me...
    "Crystal, are you alright?" I asked tensely, my voice not betraying the fact as I stood there, still invisible to the naked eye. Or the clothed one, I suppose.
    I felt a deep feeling of hatred centered in my stomach, but... I wasn't one to dwell on things like that. I could sense something - or someone - nearby, and it unnerved me. I can usually tell who it was or is, but... This was different.
    I let myself be shown, flickering into existence much like a sudden image of a hologram. That kind of feathery-popping-into-existence? I don't know what it's called, but Galen's been known to call me whatever it is, okay? Don't judge.
    Again, I looked behind me surreptiously, my jaw clenched at the thought of some unknown thing - or person - creeping up on us.
    This couldn't be good.


    Scrayp
    I looked below me, struggling to keep steady on the air currents. My vulture wings were strong and powerful... But they weren't easy to use quietly while hovering. You can tell my creators weren't thinking me when they crossed me with a loud, noisy bird. But they did decently upgrading me, so it could've been worse.
    I could see a white-haired person standing below the forest through the leaves.
    It couldn't have been Galen.
    I moved on. I searched and searched for the telltale copper brown hair - though with the steady downpour of rain, it would probably be black. A dark, deathly shade of black. Beautiful. I unwittingly smiled at the thought of it - how maybe - just, maybe - she would abandon Rayk and her brother to come with me instead... If I let them off the hook.
    It was a possibility. I mean, after all - what else did she have to live for but me and them?
    It's not like she's ever been... Someone else's. Grrrr....
    Even the thought of her with someone else was enough to make me want to morph full-out and take a chunk out of someone.
    But I didn't.
    It wouldn't serve to be uncouth around her, now, would it?
    I would have to be a gentleman if I had any hope of persuading her.

    Crystal


    If I were me, I'd be in battle stance too. You know, if my freaking feet could move. Looks like that Eraser girl and I were in the same irritating condition. I tensed as Rayk appeared out of no where. He really needed to stop appearing and disappearing like that. It was unnerving.
    "Fine," I said in response to his question through clenched teeth, to show that I did not appreciate his creeping around and scaring the feeling out of my legs.
    Oh wait, there was no feeling in my friggin' legs to begin with. Isn't that all fine and dandy. I set my face to an expression on indifference to make it look like the reason I was just chilling was because I was a honey badger and didn't care; NOT because my legs hated me for some reason.
    Now would be an excellent time for feeling to return, I thought to my legs, and paused, giving them time to react. Hint hint.
    They weren't listening.
    And then, WOOSH. Feeling returned. Looks like they obeyed after all.
    Now, I could put on my proper battle stance.


    Quinn


    The best way to do this, the whitecoats told me, was to watch her for a while. Watch her, figure out the best way to get her on my side. When I did approach her, I was told not to mention the School, at least, not until she really trusted me. I understood. I didn't trust the School either, not for a long time. Of course, I understand now that the School and the whitecoats; they aren't the bad guys. But Crystal doesn't get that. Not yet, anyway.
    Through the dense trees, I can see with my superb vision someone or something white. Not American white, but a beautiful, snowy white.
    There's only one person that could be, even if I didn't recognize her scent carried up to me by the wind.
    My Crystal.
    I want to dive down and see her immediately, exactly the opposite of what the whitecoats said to do.
    But I don't. I can't risk getting these privileges revoked and given to some stupid Eraser.
    I'm better than an Eraser anyway. More advanced. That's what they told me.

    Rayk
    I shot her a concerned look before rearranging my features before she noticed. I had a feeling she might smack me if she saw it... And when she did, it would pack a wallop. So, being the survivor I am, I didn't. Insert my grin here. Actually, don't. I don't grin.
    I hunched my shoulders, sniffing the air. "Someone else is here," I murmured out of the corner of my mouth, ignoring the look she was giving me. It looked like something between, 'you-do-that-again-and-I'll-end-you' and 'Sheesh-for-goodness-sake-stop-doing-that!' Both of which I'd gotten many times before.
    So that's all there is to say on the matter.
    I copied her hesitant stance, flexing at my knees and hands half-clenched, unconsciously ready for anything... I hoped.
    "See anything?" I asked in a low undertone, flicking my hair out of my eyes for the best chance of seeing something.
    I thought I heard a low growl... But it could've been just me.
    But I didn't think so.


    ooc: You get left out this time, Scrayp-y boy, next time though!

    Crystal


    I glanced around.
    "See anything?" I repeated in a low voice. "No. Hear anything?" I paused. "I don't think so."
    Maybe I'd better check, just in case.
    "Don't freak out," I said raising my hands slightly. "This won't hurt; although it might feel a little strange, cold." I closed my eyes and let waves of black stuff flow out of my hands and cover the area at mid-stomach height, like black fog filling the woods. I concentrated on keeping the stuff nice and translucent-y; I didn't want to accidentally trap Rayk in the stuff or whatever, so I made sure it went through objects. With the fine energy around the immediate area, I could, in a sense, feel where everything was.
    However, the effects were limited, and I couldn't stretch it out much farther than it was. I didn't feel anything though, so if there was something around, it was farther away than about 7 yards.
    "Nothing," I said.
    The energy vanished and I took off my gloves, rubbing my hands slightly, the prolonged use of the energy making them tired. As I did so, my right index finger flashed dark blue - at least, that's what it looked like. I studied my finger for a moment; nothing out of the ordinary. Strange. Must have been a trick of the shadows or something.

    OOC: HEY! CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE SLOW DOWN?! I can only get on at night, so if you would not flood me, I might not have to lock the thread while I'm gone.


    IC:

    Silver/Mika
    woops.
    I tilted my head and mouthed 'sorry'. Hey, I didn't try to do that! It's hard to focus when weird fog comes out of nowhere or discombobulated voices float within your earshot.
    I shook my head and ignored the voices, apart from the one that I was forever stuck with. At the moment she was blissfully silent as I shrugged to adjust my shirt. It had been dampened from the rain a little earlier, and had started to stick to my skin.
    I refocused my eyes and tilted my head backwards, focusing on another leaf while I waited for Galen to come closer.
    Why are you just sitting there?! Mika finally spoke up.
    I don't know, maybe to hear her story? I replied.
    Not much to do now but wait and stare at assorted leaves. (only for $3.99! Get you leaf assortment today.)
    Gah! I hate the stupid ads. They pop up everywhere and get me sidetracked, like right now!

    ooc: Sorry, Flamey! We shall strive to do better!


    ic: Rayk
    I looked at Crystal for a quick second, wondering what she was looking at her finger for.
    But then I remembered the black stuff. "Hm...," I murmured, noting how it was like my shadow control... Except different, because it didn't seem to extend farther than twenty or so feet. I shrugged it off and tensed up, feeling movement somewhere - but at the edge of my senses - far enough off that I could only sense the movement.
    Crap.
    "Gah, I can't sense anything close enough... But there's someone here," I murmured to her, wondering if it could be what I thought it was: The Bane of my Existence... Scrayp.
    I shoved the thought to the back of my mind, trying to convince myself that there wasn't any way he could find us.


    Galen
    I shrugged it off and pulled myself another branch up to draw level with her - only using the branches to appear 'normal.' "Uh... Hey, there," I greeted her, biting back using her name, since I wasn't altogether sure that this was the same person I chose for the soccer game - that seemed like forever ago. "Uh... Sharpen sticks and climb trees often?" I asked, clearing my throat awkwardly and shoving my wet black-brown hair off my face, where it stuck.
    Hey, it'd be nice to see the subject of my curiosity, yes?


    Scrayp
    I told the two Erasers - Motive and Keen - to drop at the edge of the forest and start scanning the trees while I dropped down to scan the edge of the forest... If I was right, Rayk would be in the middle, in the shadows, and searching for movements. Which, because of certain... Let's say 'quirks' of my nature, I wouldn't be sensed by him. Thanks to my masters.
    I scented the air and smelled the sweet scent of wet Avian - an Avian I knew front and back... Galen.
    I grinned with the excitement, and hoped she wouldn't mind me dropping in on her. I thought she may be more than a little excited to see me.
    I know I certainly would.

    OOC: Eheheh, sorry Flame. *rubs back of head and laughs nervously* I..um...BLAME QUESTY! It was all her fault! *runs away*
    Oh, and Questy, I don't usually tell other people my plot plans, but I need to make sure this can happen (if you are ok with it, that is) and I don't think I'll be able to influence it enough on my own to ensure it happens without the plot straying some other way.
    So, after Scrayp does some of his thing, whatever that is, I'd LIKE to get Crystal back to the soccer yard where they started, without their mutant-y cover blown. From there on, there shall be police (someone obviously called 911 since Crystal seemed to be the best suspect in the robberies going on around town) and...I can take it from there.
    My goal, you see, is to have her, in the end, enroll in school (not the School, but school. How do police and school go together? And how would anyone ever get Crystal to go to school, period? You will see. If this happens, that is.) anyway, because I've never actually joined a Maximum/school thread early enough to take part in the 'school' bit. I mean, it's only been 12 pages right? Can we not, maybe, blow covers yet and stay at the school? *crosses fingers*


    Crystal


    I was impatient, and nervous. Not a good mix. Forget about Eraser girl, if she attacked, I could take her with BOTH hands tied behind my back, easy. I'd fought, like, 6 of her type at the same time.
    "BEN," I said. "Let her go. I need you over here if something happens." To the girl, I added. "Here's the chance to prove your loyalties."
    BEN floated up through the ground - through the girl, actually, which made me feel slightly bad for her, because having black energy stuff phasing through you was not exactly comfortable - and floated over to me, a ball of the same stuff he was made of floating near his handless 'wrist', in case he needed to start throwing energy balls at an enemy.
    What a good side kick.


    Quinn


    I landed in the trees, far enough away that no one would be able to sense me, smell me, or whatever else mutants might be able to do these days. Even from this distance though, I could see them with my great eyesight.
    I stayed near the top of the tree so I could feel the sun on my back, and felt my body temp change to match the temp of the air around me.
    Just like a reptile.
    I could see Crystal now, and frowned. Who was that guy standing awfully close to her? My eyes narrowed and I decided that I automatically didn't like him.
    Whoever he was, he had made himself a new enemy without even realizing it.
    But, I still wasn't allowed to show myself yet, which bugged me.
    Observe. That's all I could do right now.
    Although, maybe I could leave Crystal some anonymous flowers or something. With that poem I thought up earlier. And some chocolate. Girl's like all that mushy stuff, don't they? But Crystal didn't seem like that type - urgh, I hated not knowing her that well anymore. It had been so long, that I wasn't even sure of what she liked anymore.
    If she wasn't the mushy type, maybe she was more kick butt.
    I could buy her a tank, maybe. Would she like that? Or-
    Bluh, I was getting sidetracked again.


    OOC: The funny thing is, while Quinn is a bad guy...he's so irritatingly likable. You want to hate him for being bad and obsessive, but it's so so so so hard to hate him. He tries so hard for Crystal, and cares so deeply.
    And..his poems.
    Just...no, Quinn. No. You are not a poet. It pained me very much - as a person who enjoys writing poetry - to write such a crappy poem.
    Please refrain from such things.
    And if you want to win Crystal's heart, buy her marshmallows. She'd do anything for those. Maybe even marry you.
    What am I doing, giving the bad guy advice? -_-

    Ariana
    I nodded, pulling out my tazar. I charged it up and shocked an Eraser with it, kicking him in the groin while I was at it. Then I moved on to the others.

    ooc: Oh, yeah, totally! I think that'd be a coolio idea! If Flamey/Shadow Storm's okay with it, that is... (And I blame Kitsu! Her fault, not mine! ;D) I'd be willing to have Rayk suggest them getting back to the high school, if that would help? Then Gale and Shift can do whatever it is they do, and Jasper can stay as a background charry, and Scrayp can shove his way into the high school life, then try to meet up with Galen while trying to gain her trust! This all works out fairly well, I do think! *tips invisible hat* This shall be my (hopefully) last post whilst Shadow Storm is away. :)


    ic: Rayk
    I tensed up as the weird black human-ish thing joined us. "Uh... hi," I said in a distracted voice, seeming a tad confused. Apart from that, my face was impassive. I started to wonder if this was the best place to be trying to figure out where the Erasers were...
    The field was fairly open, and we could get back there without blowing our covers. Probably.
    That was always the telling word: Probably.
    I didn't bother mentioning it to Cystal yet, and yanked my hood over my head to keep in the cowl of the shadows. I felt exposed. Like a nerve. What was I going to do once I figured out where the Erasers were? I could try taking them on myself, Crystal would probably help, but in the end, what would happen?
    Especially if Scrayp really was here - my ex-best friend, close enough at one point to be my brother... Now my worst and most bitter enemy... And crushing hard on my cousin.
    It's never a good thing, I'll say that.


    Scrayp
    I alighted at the base of a tree fifty yards from Shift and Galen. I could sense their presence in the forest, and they wouldn't be able to sense me. The whitecoats aren't sure how it happened, but I was able to sense them once I was within five miles or so - which was very pleasing. Even from this distance, I could see Galen perched in a tree, talking to an unseen person, as there were branches still in the tree. Shift was sitting in another one, watching Galen tersely... Just as I was.
    Motive and Keen better not hurt her... If they did, they'd answer to me - and I wasn't one who was turned down often.
    Not by whitecoats, and not by underlings.
    Galen moved a tad and I focused again on her, seeing her scan the forest. She wouldn't be able to see me, but I could see her... It was amazing to see her again after five years - things had changed so much. I'd try to get her to warm up to me, maybe enroll in the high school? Motive was a master false ID-er, and he could get us enrolled in no time flat.
    Keen could get us some 'fake' parents. The whitecoats had given us instructions before we'd left: Make contact, brush up slowly, try to get them to come with you, if that doesn't work kill them, and then Galen's yours.
    My favorite kind.

    OOC: Hoorah! How 'bout it, Flamey? And, I won't post anything until Flamey posts (I don't really have much to say yet, anyway.) Yup, if Crystal gets out to the field, that, my friends, is where Quinn shall really start to do his work. You wouldn't believe how many things can get done with some subtle changes in someone's hormones and chemical reactions.
    Yes, I did plan....extremely far ahead.
    I do that. -_-
    Quinn: So I can finally, REALLY have a part in all this?
    Yup.
    Quinn: *big lopsided smile* I get to contact Crystal?
    ...Later. Ish. Don't get too ahead of yourself. But you'll do a lot of gentle nudging from the side. With your power thing-ys.

    [glow=purple,2,300]Raven[/glow]


    I sat in a small dog cage, the pain of being to tall for it hurt my wings. I watch white-coats pass by and by, completely ignoring me. Its nice and all but to get a little attention would be nice. I sigh and curl up, moving my black hair out of my face with a hiss. "Why me... why me.." I mumble.

    Ariana
    I delivered another kick to an Eraser's side, looking annoyed. I flapped my wings and kneed one in the crotch. "If only Drew were here.." I muttered, remembering my only friend from the School. He'd been captured trying to help me escape a week ago and I hadn't seen him since. His real name was Andrew, and I was the only person alive he let call him 'Drew'. I pushed the thought from my head and kept on beating Erasers left and right.

    (Thanks Kit! :D)


    [glow=purple,2,300]Raven[/glow]


    I laid back, "Stupid cage..." she mumbled and punched it, all it did was hurt terribly, worse the light in the hall hurt like a blinding light. I shook my fist and covered my eyes with a wing and sighed as my dark raven wings let my vision go black, "Ahh, darkness."

    OOC: Sorry for being out so long. I was having my Birthday party. Oh, and that idea was pretty good Kitsu + Questy (Begonia!)


    IC:

    Silver/Mika
    I continued to stare at Galen for a few seconds before speaking, "Hey. But no, I don't do this often, only when aliens are trying to probe my brain." I made an involuntary eye twitch and made a freaky grin that had unnerved most everyone else once I had mastered it. "Do I know you?" I tilted my head to the side.
    Silv, that grin is freaky. Why are you doing that? Mika's mind shuddered.
    I wanted to see how she would react. Besides, maybe she'll leave us alone after this.
    Something strange is going on. And not normal strange, but I think she's working with someone that knows who we are.
    Oh, really? I retorted. The smile was still on my face, and I made my eye twitch again for good measure.

    Andrew
    I sat up in my cage, watching the whitecoats pass by. I snarled at them, curling my bat-like wings to my body. Some of them stopped to laugh at me. Seriously. It's like they have some telepathic thing, kinda like this, whenever they hear me do ANYTHING-
    Whitecoat Moron #1: Hey, there's that kid again.
    Whitecoat Moron #2: He's acting almost as stupid as us, and that's saying alot.
    Whitecoat Moron #1: Let's get all of our friends and laugh at him!
    Whitecoat Moron #2: Great idea, *insert generic or humiliating name here*!
    Then they get thier friends and laugh at me. It's stupid. I hate it.

    [glow=purple,2,300]Raven[/glow]


    I looked at a kid next to me, he had bat like wings and was being picked on by the white coats, I felt bad for him. I turned toward him and hissed, "GO AWAY STUPIDS!" I yelled at the white coats to distract them.

    Andrew
    I watched as the whitecoats hurried off when the girl next to me yelled at them, and unfurled my wings from my body, moving over to the edge of the cage. "Thanks..I owe you one." I whispered, my throat too raw for me to speak very loudly.

    [glow=purple,2,300]Raven[/glow]


    I nodded, "Thats ok, I just do what I do. I'm Raven." I said introducing myself, my dark, black raven wings were rapped tight to my body witch made me look like a floating head, I giggled at the thought.

    OOC: Oh goody, Shadow Storm Flamey...Vriska? Ahem. Oh goody, *insert name here*, you posted XD On with it! *thrusts fist into the air*
    Crystal humours me sometimes. She's like, I'm gonna ask your opinion on something, and then I'm going to completely ignore and/or disregard your answer, because when it comes right down to it, I don't really care what you think.


    Crystal


    "Hey pretty boy," I say quietly. "I hate being stuck in the forest here." I glance around in that paranoid way I'd gained over lots of time being chased by psycho killers.
    "Too many places for them to hide. Head back for the soccer yard?" I suggest. Even though I was the one to suggest it, I didn't bother waiting for his opinion or reply, because what he did, well, it didn't really matter to me. I gesture to BEN, and take off for the edge of the woods, fast, light footed, and quiet.
    If Rayk wanted to come with, so be it. He was no concern of mine.
    BEN vanishes as we near the tree-line, in case what is there to greet us is still schoolkids.
    What was there to greet us...was incredibly unexpected.
    You know, because I wasn't prepared to come face to face with burly blue-suited men with flashy badges, pointing guns at me.
    They seemed a bit taken back with my appearance, but regained their composure quickly.
    "Freeze! Put your hands in the air!"
    I made a face and murmured, "How am I supposed to freeze, AND move my hands to the air?"
    Usually, I would've beaten these guys to sorry pulps and flown away. But, I felt eerily calm. Like, ok with the fact that one of the police was now handcuffing me. And stuffing me into the back of a police car. More than anything, actually, I kind of wanted to take a nap. So, as the car door shut, I shifted a bit to be as comfortable as a person with their hands cuffed behind their back can be, and did exactly that. Sweet, blissful, sleep in the back of a police car with sirens wailing.


    Quinn


    As she started for the field, I knew something that she didn't. There were police there. But, I had an idea. Letting her fight them all and escape would do no good; tracking her was tough, and I didn't want her moving locations again. If I could somehow get her to settle down here for a while, things would be so much easier. As the police surrounded her, I messed with her hormones a bit to settle a calm, sedative feeling over her, so she wouldn't panic or try to fight.
    I watched as Crystal got in the car, which took off for the police station. I followed, staying out of sight, so I could keep a check on Crystal's chemical reactions.
    The policeman opened the door, looking rather concerned to find the 'criminal' fast asleep. He shook her awake, and asked if she was OK, probably because it wasn't everyday you found an albino-like person, and the officer probably wasn't sure what to do. For all he knew, her albinism made her sick or something.
    Crystal nodded drowsily, and went inside with the man, presumably to be questioned. I closed my eyes and felt their movement, keeping track of their whereabouts.
    I'd mixed up a concoction of hormones and sent it Crystal's way; now it was up to her.