Snippet #1581207

Phoenix made her way back to the room on the right and went in, kicking off her shoes. One thing that was great about her powers, she never had to wait for anything to dry. Closing her door behind herself out of habit, Phoenix went to the far side of her bed and pulled her brown cloth messenger bag up off the floor and then pulled out her SONY lap top. Opening it up, she hit the power button then heard something hit the concrete floor and skid across.

Cocking her head to the side in a very animalistic motion she listened more closely. Just outside the window she heard someone very small crunching in the snow and what sounded like taking off something kind of heavy. Her brows came together when she heard the incredible feint squeak of the window opening and of the figure falling to the ground and make his way over to where the first noise stopped moving. What are you after?

Silently, Phoenix got up and made her way over to her door. Just as she was about to push it open she heard a heavier set of foot prints of someone who just turned down the alleyway then paused, “Not the most energy friendly thing to do during November” the figure outside mumbled.

Thank you captain obvious, Phoenix grumbled to herself. Then the coat rack fell over with a loud clatter making Phoenix jumped slightly at the unexpected loud noise.

“Crap.”

Crap is right kid. I’m sure the neighbors heard you too.

“Looks like you’re in a bit of a pickle. Need some help?”

“If you two don’t answer these next few questions carefully you’re both going to need a lot of help,” Phoenix announced and walked out of her room. Her wings were resting comfortably on her back and her hands at her sides, slightly curled in a claw like position, tiny flames randomly appearing licking at her fingers and forearms then vanishing again.

“Who are you, and are you human?” Phoenix looked between the two. The boy outside looked much more put together but seemed kind of damp. It was very strange for this kind of weather. As of the other kid on her floor whose skin was almost blue from the cold, Phoenix easily honed in on his sharp teeth and claws. “Well?” she asked growing impatient.