[CLOSED LOG] a day in the life of a birdkid. really.

Jun 06, 2010 13:29

Who: Max and dat pitcher plant homunculus (by extension, Chouno Koushaku)
What: kidnapping! Because we haven't had enough of that lately.
When: at night
Where: the park
Warnings: creepiness and teenagers swearing?

insert something witty here about birds in trees )

chouno koushaku, maximum ride

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willhavewings June 6 2010, 19:46:40 UTC
[Ampelio had been working his vines up the tree for a while now, but had paused once he had heard Max wake up. Had she heard him? That wasn't part of the plan!

...Wait...she's leaning back. Good, the plan was going fine. The flowers budded, and let out the tiny scent that was designed to make her feel comfortable and in control-cut off her alertness as much as possible.]

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mutantbirdkid June 7 2010, 03:06:37 UTC
[It was almost too good to be true, really. This ship...away from all the people back home that treated her like a circus attraction...if she could just ensure that a certain few people made it here safely, everything would be perfect. Max shifted and leaned back further into the crook of the tree branch she was nestled in, not really registering any of the strange rustling sounds around her.]

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