Posts by Skyeclaw

OOC: May I possibly join? :P

OOC: Thank you very much, what's happening right now?

OOC: I see, perhaps I should add a new starter?

It was dark and oh so cold in the shadows of the metal cage. Water dripped from someplace in the ceiling, the monotonous sound echoing around the room. A cold draft whistled through the bars, ruffling a dark figure's fur the wrong way and making it shiver involuntarily.

Hints of white and silver pelt were visible in the dim light as the cat in the cage rolled over and yawned in a drowsy manner. Skyeclaw felt terrible, and her fur stank of blood, metal and foriegn medicines, making her nearly retch. Attempting to stand up in the small and cramped space, the feline stumbled, crashing into the bars with a clatter. For sone reason, she felt unbalanced, like there were weights on her back. With a yowl, she calle out to see if anyone else was in the room. Skyeclaw's tail lashed back and forth while she waited impatiently for a reply.

Shaking her head and flicking her ears the cat's icy blue eyes flashed as she snarled "Where the heck are we?" As he turned in a circle to examine what the extra weights in her back was, a flash of white and black feathers caught her eyes. It would seem that she had squires a set of wings, one black one white, while unconscious. Muttering a string of profanities under her breath, Skyeclaw frowned. "When did I get those...?"

((I guess that makes me... An angel cat? Nah, just an avian/feline DNA splice sort if thing I suppose.))

"What'dya mean, 'the injection'?" The she-cat snapped irritably, not used to being so out of her comfort zone. She was still annoyed at the fact that now she had 'wings', and not understanding what was going on didn't really help her mood either.

((Do we need any Scientists or the like voiced? If so, I don't mind doing that if need be.))

"There's only so much I can see in the light." Skyeclaw retorted.

"Mn." She said, disinterested, more concerned about the safety and well-being of her three kits and mate.

"I-it's nothing..." the silver cat lied, looking to the side of her cage. "Nothing... That you'd care about.." Skyeclaw had lived a rough life, nearly mauled to death my dogs at a young age and then being treated badly within RiverClan, the Warrior cat's clan she belonged to, so it was only a natural response for her to be wary and distrustful of others.

Hearing the screech, Skyrclaw flinched, her grey ears pressed right back against her skull while baring her teeth. "We need to get out of here. Now. Before that happens to anyone else..." She hissed.

"Just because you tried and didn't make it, doesn't mean that all uof us can't." The she-cat said defiantly and fiercely. "We can.. I don't know... Make a plan? Something.. Anything! It's better than nothing!" There was a hint of desperation to her voice as her silver tail lashed back and forth.

Not bothering to question how she had burnt the hole, Skyeclaw shrugged and said "It's as good as anything I guess."

Dipping her head in thanks, the she-cat walked out and ruffled out her mismatched wings. "These will take some getting used to..." she muttered.

OOC: Sounds like a good idea.

Skyeclaw followed along with the group silently, lost deep in thought, completely ignoring the others. It wasn't until she bumped into another cat that she realized and appologized curtly, refocusing her thoughts.

OOC; Sure, I am not opposed to that idea. Skyeclaw is quite a rude charter at first though, so take what she says with a grain of salt, it's very 'tongue-in-cheek'.

The she-cat's luscious silver pelt ruffled as she walked, the plush fur a stark contrast to her mis-matched wings. Her striking icy-blue eyes scanned the area, eats swivelling to pick up any sounds. When the energetic cat who self-proclaimed herself to be 'Sunclaw', the cat scoffed. A clan in a place like this... What rubbish. Skyeclaw snarled in a cynical tone "Tch, that is a stupid and pointless idea. We are not friends, nor do any of us planning on staying for a long time, so why bother knowing each other better and bothering to play games with silly so-called 'clans' when it's not going to last." Back and forth her tail lashed, fur standing on end serving only to emphasize the point more.

[justify]((OOC; I'd like to join as a kiddnapper if possible, seeing as you need more of them. If not, then I'm happy to be a slave too, I'd just like to join.))[/justify]

[justify]OOC; Sorry, I fell asleep...[/justify]

"Oh, but sweetheart..." He crooned, smoothly shifting over to the girl's side and pulling her close, planting a tantalising but gentle kiss on the side of her mouth. His nimble fingers looped the gun from her fingers and pocketed it in his jacket, whispering in her ear "I'm afraid I can't do that." As Ahse placed Deni on a chair, he turned to face Taylor, flashing her a warm grin. "Ah, I see you've given me a nickname. Though it may not be quite so endearing, it touches my heart that you'e given me such a name." All this was said as he went to grab Clem's hand, having already closed the door. The blonde was a cautious man, blue eyes scanning the room, calculating every possible move they could make, then taking action to prevent it. He was unlike Mark, for he liked the girls not just as money, but for... Other 'pleasurable' purposes too. Being quite the 'player', they was many things one could do with a woman and a little bit of money.

Having a high pain threshold, the man's cheek merely twitched as the poorly aimed and panicked shot clipped his leg, ripping the skin but only leaving a deep cut which stained his white pants. "Girls, girls, girls... I'm sorry, but behaviour like this I can't allow. I was planning in taking you somewhere nice today, but perhaps I'm punish you naughty ladies instead." The tone of his voice suddenly dropped to an icy growl, warm blue eyes hardening into a glare.