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Character Portrait: Blue Jay Character Portrait: Audra Hathaway Character Portrait: Valentine Knight
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((Very very sorry for my absence. Sadly, I think I might be leaving RPG for a while, and even if i do go on, it will be spotty at times and I can't be responsible for so many characters. Therefore, I am dropping every role-play, and starting a private role-play. That way, I don't have to worry about commitment, when I'm going to be on or off, etc. WHy, you ask? Because my life is hectic right now. In high school, Ive joined indoor percussion which reacquires sooo much commitment. Normally, I have weekends completely open. Instead i spend 12 hours away from my house. I am also in a School production of Seussical Jr. I got the female lead part which means I have to be to every practice. So, that combined with voice lessons on tuesdays, I have....um....no time for homework, let alone RPG. I won't close this role-play if you guys want to keep going, but I am dropping every role-play. I am very sorry. To make it up to you, I will put up one last plot changing post))

Blue Jay didn't really realize she had fallen asleep, that is, until she was woken by the smell of smoke. Blue Jay practically bounced out of bed, still low on food and practically hysterical. She felt exceedingly weak and she almost toppled over. The smell was not coming from the kitchen. (instead, the delightful smell of something cooking wafted from there) The smell was actually coming from the room she was in. Confused, Blue Jay got up and hurried to the kitchen, her mind whizzing. She didn't just smell smoke. She heard thoughts. Thoughts of people not in this room. Blue Jay ran to the fridge and literally shoved anything that would fit into her mouth right in, dismissing the both disgusted and puzzled looks and thoughts of the two preparing a meal. "Bomb" was all she could say, flapping open her wings and shoving with all her might on Valentine, pushing him toward the door.

before Valentine could say a word, she half ran, half flew into the other room, grabbing anything, gun wise, that she could carry. Plopping it at Valentine's feet, she said "we have about a minute" Blue Jay turned again and found a duffle bag and shoved any more equipment she could find, in. She grabbed a small handgun for herself. She didn't know what kind, and honestly didn't care as long as it had bullets in it. Again shoving both of them through the door, she sighed with relief as they made it out. FIve seconds to spare.

"Run," she said, before pushing her wings up and down, each flap pulling at her only recently healed injuries. She was still so fragile. However, once she cleared through the trees, her heart stopped. She literally paused mid-flap, fell, and then regained herself. Before her was something she wished to never see. Above her was the steady Whop, whop, whop, of huge, hulking helicopters, at least ten of them surrounding her. Below her was several dozens of cars. And in the front of all this was 10 Valentines. 10 killer machines. Why mutate some little kid to have wings when you could just make a Valentine?

Blue Jay gulped. Something painful erupted throughout her, and the world became black.