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I'm sorry EranBear, but we stopped accepting a while ago. If we added you the sides would be uneven. Sorry!


Blighton-

The clock ticked down minutes. I was gettting anxious. Jayden and Laiel had been gone for thirty minutes. "Where are they?' I wanted to scream. Elsa had been following me around since Jayden and Laiel left. She kept asking questions about their safety and if they would be back soon.

It was starting to get irraiting. I finally asked her to stop and she fell down crying. I thought she was crying from exhaustion, so I laid her on an open bed. She fell asleep and the dilemma helped take my mind off my spies, but fifteen miuntes had elapsed.
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Diablo Draco~~~~~~Evil

I growled deeply after I smacked her. One of the main reasons why I chose to be a dragon was that dragons were supposed to be creatures who were revered with utmost respect. The mountain cat was worse than her good amigos. They insulted me so much about my animal being an extinct classic and deeply obsessive jewel-hoarder. I couldn't help it if I hoard jewels like a natural dragon. It was in my nature. I locked her back in the cell and hissed, "Someday I'll show you how cruel I can be." I pulled her hand through the bars and took the ring off her finger. "No vuelvas a cruzar de nuevo. I have some sorting to do, so don't get any ideas on escaping. Try that and I'll cook you with dragonfire." I went to Calla. "Care to babysit the chica while I take care of my own business? I need to sort out my collection again."
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Look down, look down, upon your fellow man.

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Dang, you guys write fast! XD

Laiel - good

So Diablo has the keys, huh? That would make things difficult. "Do you think we could bribe him into giving us the keys? I don't have any jewelry or anything..." Laiel thought for a moment. "We need something shiny, I guess. Maybe one of us can offer him something in return for Cora. But we'd have to get to him first..."

He trailed off and kept walking, thoughts running in circles through his head.
"We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?"
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Jayden

Something in return...

"Let's circle back." I tell Laiel. "We need to check in with Blighton anyway. Maybe he'll have an idea."

I get his okay and we head back, reaching the base sooner than expected. Walking in, we find Blighton in the meeting room, looking a little stressed. Laiel and I tell him what we've found and everything that had happened, waiting for insight. My eyes nonchalantly scan the area for Elsa, wondering where she was and how she was faring.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
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Elsa-
I didn't sleep long in the bed Brighton laid me in, but woke with a start. My eyes started scanning the the room for windows, as they always did. There were none. My heart started thumping faster, but I took deep breaths and forced myself to walk to the door and stay calm. My hand was shaking too much to turn the doorknob. I tried again, panic building every second, and this time the door opened. Now I was in the hallway. Still no windows. I had to get out. Slipping past Brighton's notice, I crept out of the base into the sunshine of late afternoon. I could smell pine and the wind tugged at my hair. I could fee the warm rays of light on my hands and my face, even as the salty tears made their way down my face. Because it wasn't enough. I couldn't stop thinking of Jayden.
Sick with worry and not really realizing where my feet were taking me, I walked into the medical room where we kissed and curled up on the bed, drifting in and out of sleep but always dreaming of him.
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Jayden

The worry for Elsa gets the better of me and I tell Laiel to fill me in once Blighton comes up with something, excusing myself. I shift and run off to the medical room, thinking she might be in there. Shifting back human, my heart drops as a sad smile sprouts across my face. She's curled up on the bed where I had been sitting earlier.

I walk to the bed and set my hand on her forehead, drawing back stray hair from her face. She stirs and I smile, crouching to get level with her. As she turns towards me and her eyes open, I hope it isn't a nightmare she's waking from.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
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I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
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Cora-

When Diablo threatened to kill me, I wasn't worried just slightly more wary of him. He'd taken my ring from me, and I wasn't about to let that go.

There was a window to the outside in my cell, and I caught a flash of someone outside. There was Laiel, pacing around outside. "Laiel! Get over here and get me the hell out. "I don't know how yet. Did you learn anything?"

I shook my head, "But I made an enemy."

Then a voice called out, "Hey! Mountain cat! Talking to yourself."

"It's better than talking to you!"

Diablo didn't answer for a moment.

"Are you too busy sorting your jewels to answer?," I called out sharply. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Laiel frown at me. He never had liked it when I picked fights.
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Elsa-
I wake up, and Jayden's there, a sad smile on my face. My dreams did not do those golden eyes justice. I lean forward and kiss him, knowing if I don't I might start crying again.
"Back already?" I ask, wondering how long I was asleep this time.
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Jayden

"Back already?" Elsa asks.

I smile and affectionately nudge her with my forehead.

"Just for a few minutes." I whisper. "Blighton's coming up with a plan to help get Cora back and once I know what to do I've gotta head out with Laiel again."

She sits up and pulls me to her side, letting me wrap my arms around her.

"You alright?" I ask. "Any bad dreams?"
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
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Elsa-
I pull Jayden closer to me, not wanting him to leave.
"You alright?" he asks, "no bad dream?" I shake my head.
"No bad dreams," I say and just sit there in his arms for awhile, entwining my fingers in his. The moment seems so fragile; I'm almost scared to breathe and risk tainting it, but I've made up my mind and I know what I have to do.
"I'm coming with you," I say and stare into his golden eyes as hard as I can, but I can''t glare long. I melt into a smile under his gaze, but I keep my chin up, ready to argue with Jayden.
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Storygirl, Laiel's somewhere else right now... sorry.


Laiel - good

Jayden excused himself and left, heading towards the medical room. Laiel took a seat and explained the his idea to Blighton.

"Since Rayah said Diablo has the keys, we figure we should get some sort of jewel or shiny thing and bribe him, but there are two problems. First, we don't have anything, but I figure that's easy. The main issue is getting to him without getting killed or captured ourselves. We're hoping you might have a plan. What do you think?"
"We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?"
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Jayden

Coming with?

"Elsa, you were just hurt." I try and argue, her confident gaze melting into a smile. "Do you really think that's a good idea? You shouldn't be flying or shifting until your arm's better."

She'd made up her mind though and I know that. Inside, I make up my own mind as well.

Would I rather have her with me? Or would I rather have her fade away here in wait?

With me.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Oh my god, a whole page in a matter of hours XD



Hunter - evil

Before I knew it, I woke up to findmyself tangled in a heap, curled in my armchair. Groggily, I realized that I had the guts to actually fall asleep right after an attack. I sat up abruptly, stretching out my arms high over my head, rolling my shoulders. Though I must have been asleep for hours, not much seemed to have change.

The whole lot of us seemed drowsy and kind of disheartened. Diablo was in a mood for some unknown reason and Roger finally began to stir. Rayah was nowhere in sight though I doubt it would have caused us any good. Cora was also still here with a few mysteriously new scratches and a surprisingly feisty attitude even after being locked up for so long. She shot Diablo the skink eye and I wondered why.

I stretched out my toes and stood up for what seemed like years. When I felt like I had everyone's attention, I said, "We should start our patrolling shifts again."
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade

Pffffft, yeah right...fat lot of help sour lemon juice would do. When life also throws me a bag of sugar, then we'll start talking.

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Cora

I called out to Hunter when it seemed she was more awake. "Am I going to get out, or will I just stay here? If you don't try to get information out of me or hold me for ransom, I'm just wasting space."

I raised my eyebrow at her, waiting for her response.
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Hunter

I looked over to the girl curiously, wondering what sparked her outburst. While the others began to organize themselves into shifts and groups, I slunk over to the cell and crouched down, resting my elbows on my thighs and shifted my weight to the tip of my toes.

"You know what, that's a simply brilliant idea," I purred. "We should really catch up you know, pour out all our secrets and hidden agendas to one another."

My voice dripped in sarcasm as I continued, "Since you are, after all, our guest here, you should go first...go on, tell me." I ended up with a grin I imagined to be sweet, sharp and yet somewhat creepy. I tilted my head to the side and waited for her reaction.

Bold, indifferent eyes stared back. Yup, headstrong as ever.

"Diablo," I called out, still eyeing Cora in our very own battle of wills, and beckoned him towards us. The little invisible storm cloud above his head was still there though he no longer looked all that murderous around Cora anymore.

"See if you can get anything out of her. In the meantime, I have a feeling that our old friends would pay us a visit soon, maybe if not already. I'll personally see to their welcome."

I shifted back into a cheetah and was about to set foot outside, when Cora called out again, "Wait, Hunter, I...I have something to say."
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade

Pffffft, yeah right...fat lot of help sour lemon juice would do. When life also throws me a bag of sugar, then we'll start talking.

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