Listen... Listen to the music of the night

[roxanne]

Stupid people. Why can’t they mind their own business? It is not like I was doing anything wrong; I was simply trying to get home. Some people really are just plain odd! Ah well, to be quite frank I couldn’t care less, just means I won’t be helping them out anytime soon. Enough, they’re not worth wasting my time on, they are asses and that’s all there is too it. I covered mouth as I yawned; it was hard work all this exercise. Running in the morning, running in the afternoon, running in the evening, well that’s the price for trying to stay in shape I guess. It had its positives as well though, I could outrun most people now, and I was fast, this morning I’d managed to beat my own record which had put me in a good mood, it’s a shame those idiots had to ruin it.

Pausing as I heard the sound of running water I glanced around, my eyes darting to every place that someone wishing me harm would be able to hide. Scanning the tree tops quickly I decided that, for now at least, it was safe. Making my way closer to the water I considered shifting to my other form, not matter now fast I was in human form I was undoubtedly faster in the form of a snow leopard! However, I decided against it, I didn’t know if anyone was even here so I was just being silly, and besides which, it hadn’t been long that I realised what I was and still found it weird to be in any form other than the one I spent 19 years of my life in, the human one.

It was weird, been able to change into an oversized cat, not normal, freakish, it made me some sort of monster, and from talking to other people like me I knew I created to kill the bird people, people with wings, more freaks, at least they looked human, sort of. But I’m not a murder, I don’t have it in me to kill people, it’s not who I am, I’ll never be that person I might be a monster, I might have the power to cause people untold agonies simply by looking at them in eye, but I can also bring bliss, pure and uncontrolled bliss. I’m not a monster! For the past of months I’d be going to old folks homes, when the old people were on their death beds, I made them happy. Is that the work of a monster? I don’t know any more, I’ve lost myself somewhere along this path of life.

If only Luke were here, he would know what to do. My Luke, the only person to have ever loved me, life seemed pointless without him, it had no meaning. A single tear escaped my eyes but was quickly wiped away, I would not show any weaknesses now, I was stronger than this, I would not give in. I reached the water’s edge. I shifted. A low growl escaped my throat to show my displeasure. I was grateful that I was not a wolf, as much as I had always loved wolves, they were fairly common, and that is one thing I hated, being common, like everyone else. I froze, there was someone here.

[jetta]

Jetta was sore and tired, she had been doing some major hauling and building the past few days in attempt to turn her small territory into more of a fort. Even for an avian-human with three or four times the strength and endurance of the average adult male three days with barely no sleep or pause to rest paid its toll, even if only slightly. She had ventured away from it only an hour ago to explore a little and perhaps catch a little shut-eye. She was alone for now but hoped that it wouldn't be long until others began showing up. Jetta was fond of fellow avian-human companionship but also wanted something as a force in order to help her begin destroying erasers and completely nullify the lab. She was intent on her goal and would do anything to reach it.

Jetta watched the foreign girl, intruding on her momentary piece of solace, with hawk like eyes. She did not much mind the intrusion though; for one she had not met many other experiments or people in this area yet and thought it would be good to familiarize herself. Second of all, this wasn't exactly her private area either. She had only stopped by the muddy river for a little while to clear out some thoughts before returning to the territory she called her own.

Not that Jetta knew that the other female around her age was an experiment but she never shut any doors before they were even open. Making sure that her own dark wings were tucked firmly against her spine, Jetta stood up slowly from the reeds that concealed her along the banks of the river.
"Hello." She said, as normal as any teenager who had been caught chilling on the banks of the river by another. "I'm Jetta." She said by way of introduction. "Who are you?"

She was slightly paranoid that the other girl could be an eraser but unless an eraser had been sent by one of the whitecoats to attempt to kill her again she did not see why one would come down here. She was fairly positive that none of the whitecoats knew her current residence either. Hell, she wasn't even positive what it was. But for now it was safe and perfect for building a flock on. The girl could also be one of those new and weird erasers, otherwise known as the Zeeve; another pack that had popped up sometime earlier and didn't seem to have much connection to the whitecoats. Or the girl could be part of the other flock or even a loner. Jetta really had no idea and realized that this situation could be highly dangerous. Still, she kept her face calm and friendly and let none of her thoughts give her away.

[roxanne]

A warning growl escaped my vocals, I could smell her now, my sense of smell was heightened now that I was on guard and I quickly made a mental note to check more carefully in future. It spoke to me, her words were clear. Cautiously, one foot in front of the other I edged closer to where the voice was coming from. Stopping, I quickly straightened my posture, shoulders back, head up. Brushing my hair from in front of my eyes with my hand I quickly replied. “I am Roxy” my tones naturally friendly, even if I felt repulsion towards this fellow monster, for I could tell that she was not a normal human, I could not make my voice portray it, I always had been friendly and it was something that try as I might I was unable to change.

My eyes never left her, she was tall and slim, but I felt confident that I could out run her, if not in this form then my other. It always relaxed me to feel that I could escape if I needed to. “What are you?” straight down to business, as always, I’d never been known for my tactfulness. I hoped that my question was not offensive, for I had not meant it to be. I tore my gaze away from her to check behind me, sniffing the air, I wanted to be confident I was not about to be ambushed, but we were alone, at least I could not sense anyone else around. My body tensed, I was ready to run at a moment notice. Locking my sight back onto Jetta I prepared to hear her speak. What if she was a bird person? I couldn’t kill her, not now she had told me her name. HAH, I would make a terrible murderer, someone only had to introduce themselves and I felt I knew them too well to murder them. Not that I could kill a stranger either though, I would most likely convince myself that I could not kill someone I did not know as they could well have a family that needs them, or they could be a wonderful brilliant person.

I’m not cut out to be a monster.
I’m not the creature in the cupboard, the monster under the bed, the demon in the darkness.
I’m not a killer

[//ooc – sorry it’s not too great, about to go get something to eat so a bit rushed lol]

[jetta]

Jetta cocked her head slightly. She heard the growl, but then when Roxy came into better view her face was smoothed over and her posture suggested no hostility or fear. Guessing that she had probably startled the other girl, Jetta took mental note to not act so hastily in the future. She could end up startling something even more dangerous than the two of them. Jetta allowed some of the fake relaxation she had forcibly shown become less of a lie when Roxy seemed friendly enough. If the girl was going to attack her, it probably would not be right now.

Jetta hesitated for a moment on whether to tell Roxy what she was. The other girl did not seem much of an avian human at all. In fact she seemed more feline with the constant sniffing and sharp eyes. But if she was an eraser, or at least loyal to one of the eraser packs, she would have probably killed Jetta by now. "Shoot now, don't ask questions" was usually their motto so to speak.

Jetta's wings were tightly pressed against her back under her jacket but she could quickly rip the jacket out if it came to a fight. Therefore, Jetta decided to tell her.
"I guess you could call me an Avian Human." Jetta said, calmly still. She never liked being called a bird kid. Kid's were little human children who had never killed anyone, fought anyone besides the school bully, had physical animal qualities, or had superhuman abilities. No. She definitely was not a child.
"What are you?" Jetta asked, curious.

Although she appeared purely focused on Roxy; studying her face and watching every move with a lazy but diligent look on her face, Jetta in fact was keeping very accurate watch on everything around her. This area was still foreign and there was always the chance that the other female had brought others with her or others were watching. She had still not ruled trap out yet.

[[OOC: Is all good. :] Sorry it has taken me so long. Been very busy.]]