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    Cam's eyes widened as he saw her wings, he almost forgot that he couldn't recognize them quite as easily now that he was fallen. The pure whiteness of her wings also showed that she wasn't thrown out, so why was she here? Maybe it has something to do with why she drew so darkly also. Unfirling his deep golden wings, signature fallen, he put his hand out to the human girl. "I think it'd be easier to follow her this way."

    The sixteen year old girl was filled with confusion and fear as guards flooded into her room, "What's going on?" she asked as they attempted to confine her. She kneed one in his gut causing the other to pull out his stun sword, but not fast enough to keep her from running out of the left open door. "I still have two years." Outside she stopped, realizing that everyone was getting shoved from the confinement level and carried down the hall. Doing so gave the guards enough time to grab her from behind and causing her to fight against them, "Plans changed." one of the guards said, "turns out, you're all going to Earth." His words shocked her, and she let them lead her away. To Earth? Literally? Is it because of what's happening on the Ark, well of course it is. "But Earth won't be safe for another century." she said quietly, calmly. She didn't know what was going on but she hoped they'd explain something soon.
    The guards forced everyone onto a drop ship, making sure we all strapped into the many seats and attaching metal bracelet-type things around our wrists with dozens of small needles around the inside, before clamping the doors shut. My attention averted to one of the many holographic screens as my mother appeared. "We have decided to give you all a second chance on Earth and lift all of your charges. We are sending the drop ship to Mt Weather, where you will find supplies to survive. While there are a few supplies and a map on the ship now, it won't be enough to keep you all alive. The bands around your wrists are sending your vital signals back to the Ark so we know if the Earth is safe or not, and know if we can soon follow. I would like to personally thank you for cooperating, good luck." The ship was drowned in conversation after the screen flicked off, then the lights went off. I could feel the ship disconnect and float off into space, before the rockets went off to head for Earth.


    I couldn't help myself, not after I heard that they were sending the prisoners to earth. It wasn't hard to get here I just had to ask the commander if I could join in, for practice of course. He agreed almost immediately, agreeing and saying they'd need help anyway. Now I just have to wait here, behind the few supply boxes, until they close the doors and I'll be home free. My plan actually worked too easily, and I slid into one of the extra seats and strapped in as the holographic screen flickered off along with the lights. Wait, that wasn't supposed to happen.. It can't be too bad. I felt my adrenaline rush as the ship disconnected and the rockets started up, this was the best idea I'd ever had.

    Cam smiled toothily, though he knew his had nothing to the pureness of Hope's. When she grabbed his hand, he pulled her arm slightly bringing her into a hug-like state before kicking off to follow the seven year old. "They're soft too," he mentioned while flying, ignoring her embarrassment, "I might let you see for yourself later, if you're lucky."

    When Hope flew down to the dining room Cam followed, letting Mary down when he landed safely. Her face was covered in a pretty, red blush which it seemed she was trying to dim down. He pretended not to notice, looking along at all of the people who belonged to the orphanage already. And he watched as a few chefs came out of a door that probably leaded to the kitchen for later use. "Should we take a seat?"

    Cam was only slightly confused, he didn't realize that they ate together and that they had kept the others from doing so. He couldn't see himself restraining to eat because someone decided to be late. He took the empty seat by Mary, not really knowing anyone else.


    OOC


    I might go to sleep soon, so if I don't reply please don't kill me. Cx

    Cam nodded as Mary walked away, quickly finishing his food. Keeping tabs on where the dining room was, he walked back to the room himself instead of flying. It wasn't easy to tell where his wings were, unless they noticed the two thin slits on the back of his clothing, and he didn't want anyone asking questions about them and why they weren't white like other angels. It wasn't much their business anyway. When he got to the room he called out to see if Mary was still awake.

    Cam looked to where her voice came from, back against the wall where she sat on a bed drawing. He was interested in the fact that both Hope and Mary drew, when he could never do so himself. At least not on paper. "I was just wondering," he started, heading towards her, "What exactly did you plan on getting for a snack earlier?" he asked moving to look at what she was drawing.

    Beau looked beside him and towards the boy's voice as his eyes adjusted to the dark, "You didn't see the video? Must've been one of the ones who gave them trouble, huh? Well, you see, we're going to Earth!" he said with an easy smile his voice laced with intrigue. He almost laughed when gravity gave out and he lifted a little in his seat. The band's pressing against his chest gave him an urge to take off the strap and play with the absence of gravity.

    Cam smirked, looking at part of the picture. She had drawn pretty realistic looking flowers and he could see the tip of a white wing. Obviously Hope's. The fact that she drew Hope and her amazingly gorgeous white wings put him in a slum mood, but he quickly fell out of it. "So when's 'curfew' here?" he asks with a mischievous grin.