Snippet #2216274

"Those aren't very nice words," Blue Jay said with a sigh to 'Cupcake'. This was going to be so fun, listening to argumentative banter all the time. Note the sarcasm. At least they weren't trying to kill each other....yet. However, their 'discussions' were halted by the appearance of a police car. Only two people. If they started shooting they would call for backup. The fake hostage idea seemed sort of useless, because it would be easier to just high-tail it out of here in the time it takes the police to actually see the fake hostage. She peered out the now broken window to the street below. It would be easiest to just have them turn around, get back into their car, and drive away. "Wait here," she said, before turning towards the stairwell and descending downward.

She walked out onto the street just as the police were reaching the entrance, guns held high. "Hi!" she said, watching calmly as the two positioned their guns to aim at her. "There's nobody in the building. False alarm." She said, and the police seemed to drift off in a daze, lower their guns slightly. "You should go back to your car, turn around, and drive off," She said again, a sweet smile on her face. The policemen seemed to nod and slowly turn around, the guns hanging limply at their sides. One even dropped their gun. She smiled and waved. "Goodbye! Don't come back!" She said cheerfully before walking over and retrieving the dropped gun, then heading back toward the building. A six year old really shouldn't be holding a gun. It was like the number one rule you taught small children. Guns are dangerous. Don't touch the gun. Stay away from the gun. Eh, whatever. She slipped the gun into the waistband of her jeans then skipped back up the stairs.

"Ok, its all good. Let's get out of here," she said, extending her wings again and looking to the window. She ran over and leaped through the window, falling for a millisecond then the wind catching in her wings like sails. She smiled gleefully, circled back around, then somewhat hovered near the window. "I'm going back to the safe house first!" She said to them, then turned and pushed hard on her her wings, ascending into the sky. When she caught sight of the safe house, she dove downward, angling he wings so she wouldn't go splat on the roof of another house. She landed gracefully, then tucked in her wings. She immediately went to the kitchen and started putting anything that could be transported easily in the old backpack she had been carrying around. Once she felt satisfied, she turned back toward the door. Eric and Quentin were there. "You might need to go to the grocery store," she said, hiking the backpack onto her shoulders. "And sorry about before. Thanks for offering your...hospitality." she said, before walking out the door, Eric and Quentin making no attempt to stop her.