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deep space // anzie Jan 5, 2014 9:35:35 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Jan 5, 2014 9:35:35 GMT -5

“why is the night so still?”

avery ‘birdy’ de muros - sixteen Wanderer

The sky above this city has never been black. At the edges, it glows yellow, unhealthy, and the clouds that pass over head all look brown and oily. Above the city it almost throbs with light pollution and the smog of hundreds of churning factories. I want to spit at it, but it's not worth anything I give it. Why am I here? Because KW wanted me to 'go for a walk' while they discussed official statistics. We're a family, not an army unit. Usually she implores me to wander because it's healthy, and I'm always happy to oblige, but today she seemed more strained than usual. Her and Carol are clearly going through another rough patch. I'll never understand love.

From the top of this tree, I can see past the first row of rickety old houses and down one straight road to the middle of the district. I don't remember where I'm from - not its number, anyway - and I know it could very easily be here. Could I go back, if I wanted to? Just slip again into the routine of citizenship, a boring boring boring city life? No. This is my family now. But look how they've exiled me tonight!

Frustrated, I break off a branch and hurl it at the fence, where its damp leaves spark with the high-voltage metal. Wide eyed, I watch as the leaves burst into flame and the cinders rise up to join the mulch that is the sky above us. I hiss in their direction. Damn the leaves- but my thought is caught short as, looking down again, a pair of large eyes on the other side of the fence let me know I'm not alone.

Blitz post 9 // birdy+Kitty
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deep space // anzie Jan 5, 2014 9:43:20 GMT -5

Post by анзие (Anz) on Jan 5, 2014 9:43:20 GMT -5

[presto]

Kitty's on the hunt when he sees someone on a tree on the other side of the fence. The dangerous side, or so they say. (Kitty's a little bit curious to know what exactly is dangerous on the other side of the fence but for now he's quite content to stay put. He'll only go if he wants to go.) The mouse he was stalking slips through the gap under the fence and he drops his gaze briefly to watch it go. It squeaks, perhaps out of relief, but that's fine because Kitty will find it again.

He slips back in case the person is dangerous and hurtful. The person - he can't see if it's a man or a woman - moves; Kitty hears the snapping of wood.

(The person is as quiet as a mouse.) Kitty's metaphorical hackles rise when the branch is flung into the fence, where it snaps, crackles and falls back to the ground as a charred limb of tree. With wide eyes he lifts his gaze to stare at the person, who stares back at him.

"M-row?" he hears escape his mouth. Are they going to hurt me? Or maybe they'll pet him. He perks up at the thought and walks as close to the fence as he dares.
[/presto]

[presto]

Kitty Keeni
D6 . Leo Legrand . 12

Dancin' around big eyes as well
We live in cities you'll never see on screen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things
Living in ruins of the palace within my dreams
And you know, we're on each other's team[/presto]

Last Edit: Jan 5, 2014 9:44:15 GMT -5 by анзие (Anz)

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deep space // anzie Jan 5, 2014 9:58:03 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Jan 5, 2014 9:58:03 GMT -5

“why is the night so still?”

avery ‘birdy’ de muros - sixteen Wanderer

The boy looks up, nose wrinkled, and I look at him fearfully. A gurgling noise emerges from him that sounds suspiciously feline, and I worry that it's very bizarreness will alert someone to my presence. "Shh," I hush him, leaning forwards from my branch and pressing a finger to my lips, "no noise, okay?" Quickly, I unhook my legs from the branched I'm resting on and shimmy down the trunk. My limbs are long and my frame is small, I trust myself that I won't fall. Landing neatly, I approach the fence. The elecricity makes my skin prickle, and I can almost taste it. Crouching down so I'm on a level with my witness, I whisper, "what's your name, hm? Quietly, mind." We're playing a game, this conversation, and I have to be careful that no one else comes along to end it.

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deep space // anzie Jan 8, 2014 10:04:46 GMT -5

Post by анзие (Anz) on Jan 8, 2014 10:04:46 GMT -5

[presto]

At the hushing of the human-girl-creature-bird-thing (Kitty can't classify her anywhere, because to him she's only a stranger, isn't she? She's a stranger and he shouldn't be here), Kitty falls silent, fingers digging into the dirt at his feet. He understands what she says but he can't bring himself to respond just yet.

(It's been a while since he's said a word, and he's quite sure the last thing he said was to Bear and along the lines of, "Give me food or give me pets.")

The stranger-bird-girl drops almost soundlessly onto the snow beneath the tree and crouches at the fence before him. Kitty lets out a rumbly purr, already anticipating gentle hands in his hair, never mind how she's going to get past the electric fence. (Something about the girl doesn't scare him as much as the others; perhaps it's the gentle way she treats him, with no prejudices or disgusted sneers at his behavior. Kitty finds that he likes it more. It reminds him of happier things.)

"What's your name, hm? Quietly, mind."

Kitty licks his lips and stares at her. 'Should I reply her?' It seems rude not to... He's quite sure Mother-Keeni won't be happy with his manners, not to mention his various Keeni-siblings. But it's the thought, 'Maybe she won't pet me if I don't,' that clinches it for him.

Softly, he rasps, "Kitty. They call me Kitty." Hesitantly, he leans closer, electricity sparking loud to his ears. "Who are you?"
[/presto]

[presto]

Kitty Keeni
D6 . Leo Legrand . 12

Dancin' around big eyes as well
We live in cities you'll never see on screen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things
Living in ruins of the palace within my dreams
And you know, we're on each other's team[/presto]

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deep space // anzie Feb 9, 2014 6:43:01 GMT -5

Post by Onyx on Feb 9, 2014 6:43:01 GMT -5

▼

"and say whaT your

soul sings to you"

He leans close to the fence and for a heart-stopping moment I'm convinced the electricity will shoot from the tip of his nose and run across his face, through his bones and leave him, body and mind, in pieces - so close and yet so far from me and any sort of rescue. "Kitty," he whispers theatrically, his voice so rough it's almost a growl. My face cracks into a smile and I lean closer, losing all caution for my own proximity to the fence. "We match, then!" I bring my pale finger out towards him, pronouncing slowly "You're Kitty." Then, I revolve the finger and press it to my own chest, right over the excited flutter of my heart, "I'm Birdy."

I cannot clearly recall the time when my name wasn't Birdy. Flickers of memory stay with me - bare feet on the kitchen floor, skipping round the legs of my mother as she cooked. Soft, featherlike hair, ruffled by a strange man's hand. The strange feel of a shiny gold band on mother's left ring finger as she stroked my face. The even stranger feel of a matching band pressing into my wrist as my new father dragged me into my bedroom. Dark. Cold breeze on my neck and shoulders, my clothing torn away. Cowering under my sheets, begging, crying as he locked the door. Waiting for the moment; three, two, one, pounce. Scissors between my fingers. Scissors between his ribs. Blood and blood and blood and blood and tying my laces and unlocking the door and running and running and-

I break out of my trance and refocus on my new friend. My head throbs slightly, from fast-forwarding through the darkest memories I have. "I-" I stutter, straightening my thoughts and re-orientating myself in the present, "hey, Kitty, do you wanna play a game?" With a slightly shaky smile, I push myself back onto my feet, and wait for my companion to react. He's so close I can smell him, but the fence makes him seem so far away. Perhaps, if I can find something to bring us closer, this boundary will be more unnoticeable, but perhaps more necessary, than ever.

AVERY 'BIRDY' DE MUROS - SIXTEEN - WANDERER
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deep space // anzie Feb 11, 2014 3:50:43 GMT -5

Post by анзие (Anz) on Feb 11, 2014 3:50:43 GMT -5

[presto]

"Do you want to play a game?"

Kitty's expression lights up at the word game. It's been a long while since anyone's played a game with him, but while he's a cat he's also a child and he loves games.

(He finds it a little funny that the girl's name is Birdy because he's Kitty and cats are supposed to pounce on birds, but Kitty's not even close to wanting to pounce on this girl - or any girl, for that matter. They are, in his honest opinion, terrifying - or if they're gentle and sweet then they're secretly terrifying.

But Birdy seems nicer than most, and she's part animal, too. Just like him.

He decides he trusts her.)

"What game?" he says, fixing his gaze on her much like a kitten does with its mother. He rests his hands on the ground, the tips of his fingers centimeters away from the fence, and tilts his head to look up at her. I want to play, his body language says for him; if he were a dog and if he had a tail, it would be wagging a mile a minute as though Birdy were his owner who spoke the magic word, 'Walk.'
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[presto]

Kitty Keeni
D6 . Leo Legrand . 12

Dancin' around big eyes as well
We live in cities you'll never see on screen
Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things
Living in ruins of the palace within my dreams
And you know, we're on each other's team[/presto]

Onyx

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