Post by Daneil Barren on Oct 28, 2012 21:07:16 GMT -5
The wind blew, leaves flowed amoung its current. The leaves rustled loudly that night. Daneil had no choice, but to be in the forest, no choice. The police could caught him easily in Nova City. There was no moon, no stars, just the dark sky, the wind, and shadows. Daneil climbed up into a tree, a safe place, maybe not, but safe. The only choice he really had, at least there wasn't any rain.
Last Edit: Oct 28, 2012 21:08:10 GMT -5 by Daneil Barren
Post by Anneliese Fearon on Oct 31, 2012 17:23:17 GMT -5
Anneliese shot through the forest at the speed of sound, literally. The wind blew against her face as she grinned, the dark night and the concealing trees her only way for freedom. But in the darkness, she would have looked like some kind of ghost. Her rose red eyes and clothes standing out from her pale skin and long pale hair. She wasn't tired one bit; she felt giddy, excited. She jumped up into the trees onto the branches, hopping from tree to tree, hardly touching the wood. She laughed out loud feeling like she was flying. The sound from the town still hearable like she was in it. Thats what annoyed her sometimes, with being able to hear from miles away she could hear people gossiping, arguing, the sound of bustling shoppers. And tonight there seemed to be sirens amongst the noise. Oh the joy of listening to those stinkin' sirens...[/i] She thought in annoyance. She was too lost in thought to realise where she was jumping, until she detected another hearbeat. Her hearing senses perked up at the sound. It was stronger then a small animals and the breathing was different. It was another humans. She had already jumped off the branch so it was to late to slow herself down. "Crap, watch out![/b]" She shouted, but at the speed she was going, she was already colliding with them, and soon falling.
Post by Daneil Barren on Dec 9, 2012 21:52:43 GMT -5
Daneil launched up into the sky at top speed, but at the price of his wings being revealed. He landed in a clearing, as if waiting to be found by someone or something.
Post by Anneliese Fearon on Dec 11, 2012 18:08:23 GMT -5
Anneliese quickly spun in mid air as to land on her feet and hands. She watched intently as the person flew and she stared after him in amazement. She shot through the forest, keeping an eye on the mans flying route before stopping behind a few bushes. She quickly ran out to him with a grin on her face, "Dude, you can fly?![/b]" She asked in awe. She had no clue who he was but she didn't care, he could fly. She quickly added on in a hurry, "Oh, and sorry about just then.[/b]" She shrugged.