((@ iceheart: How odd...replied to your rmail. Which post does the stretch seem to come from? Maybe it's your screen resolution? Hm...if all else fails I can try remaking the rp...would that be ok with you guys? [when all else fails]

@Dust: Bat wings~. )) 

<< 'When all else fails'? Haha sure! Bump~ >>

Name: Shay Pathell

Gender/Age: Female/15 years

Type (normal human, air pirate, or winged one): Winged One

Appearance (pic. or deion):

^--- Like that, with these wings.....

^---- These wings. :3

Personality (or you can rp it out): Rp it out.

Companion Pet (optional): A white griffon.

Talents (aka, abilities): Swimming and swordsmanship.  In fact, she carries a sword in its scabbard on her hip.

Other: Uhm... No.   Not really..

((Hoorah! :3 Alright, time to start this rp up~. @Ice: I think griffon would be interesting. But up to you. c:

And if anyone still wants to make a guy charrie, that'll be great. x] ))

 Edel turned the wheel and the Pegasus flew higher, its sky blue sails blending in with the surroundings. The dove that always stalked his ship was perched on his shoulder. Apparently, land was close by, and by the look of the map, they were nearing the capital city: Airol. 

"Perfect timing..." he muttered to himself. He was low in supplies after the two-week journey from his home town. Plus, his ears have picked up some bits of interesting news: Winged Ones.

They haven't been spotted for decades, so for some people to glimpse even a sight of them was quite unbelievable. As a kid, he admired and envied their wings--he didn't fully understand that they were outcasts. He just loved their feathered contraptions of flight. He turned port, and slowly descended his ship into a slightly-hidden harbor. The Pegasus was famed for being his dad's ship (long history), and now that it belonged to him, he took care not to get it stolen. Pirates often back-stabbed each other, and the Valyr family was a common target of this due to their collection of treasures hidden in some remote area.

Edel snapped his fingers, procuring a low fog around his ship and walked into town. The first stop, the Pub: great place for information, some potential pick-pocketing, and maybe meeting people that didn't bore him.

He opened the wooden door--although the city was highly advanced in all aspects of machinery and that every shop around the Pub had automated sliding doors, the Pub didn't bother to catch up on it. He grinned as the bartender saw him. "Well, if it ain't Edel! Been a while since I saw ya. Now people," he glanced at the customers around him, "I best advise ya to keep yer hands on your pockets and yer ladies close to ya." He bellowed a guffaw.

"Just some water." Edel smirked as he sat on a stool. His eyes roamed the Pub, looking for interesting faces. 

(Nkay. Shay now has white griffon. <3 )

Shay stretched her wings out, then looked to her sleeping pet.  Glancing back to her surroundings, she stared out at a lake.  The water shimmered in the sun, glittering so prettily.  Sighing, Shay wondered why she couldn't be like the lake.  Pretty, nice, and everyone didn't mind she was there.  But instead, she was like this.

Her feathery wings mocked her, sometimes.  When she had first gotten them, she loved them.  She still did, of course.. But ever since Shay was constantly hiding, she wondered why.  When she found out, she wished she never had her snowy-white wings.  They were simply feeling like a burden.

Shay shook her head, trying to chase away the thought.  They weren't a burden. They were beautiful, and it was almost every kid's dream they could fly when they were younger.  A smile crept upon her face, and Shay burst out laughing.  Laughing of joy, of sadness, of anger, just a laugh to let everything out.  She felt better.

Eventually the young Winged One went to her griffon, Sola, and stroked her fur.  Sola grunted, and opened her eyes.  The big animal nuzzled her companion.  Shay giggled.  "I love you, too." she whispered.  Sitting beside Sola, the two stared out at the lake together, lost in their thoughts.

She was flying, soaring above the clouds, gently near Airol, but out of sight. Grace didn't want suspicions arising about her. She was special. She had wings. Nobody needed flying ships when they had these babies. Then, it hit her. Not an idea, a bullet. She looked over at her wing. It was injured, but not broken. The blood began to dye her golden feathers a horrifying crimson. She couldn't flap her wing, for the pain was too strong. She began to spiral downwards, hitting something hard and wooden with a thud.

She had landed on an air ship. Not just any air ship, but the Pegasus. Her wing throbbed, but she hadn't hit the ship hard enough to knock her out. Thanks to the fog that enshrouded the ship, none of the townspeople saw her. "For once, sky pirates are useful for something," Grace muttered to herself. She wondered who had shot her and how they saw her, but didn't question that for long. Grace had to find a way off of this ship before the captain got back. She knew the captain. She had been keeping tabs on his ship for a while, sneaking in and stealing supplies when necessary.

Something wiggled in her backpack that she had managed not to squish. A small, furry head popped out and barked softly at her. "I'm okay Lone, we need to get off of the ship." Sad thing is, she couldn't get off. She was safer here than in the city where she would be vulnerable. Lone tucked his head back into the backpack and made small scuffling sounds.

Shay noticed a small speck fall in the distance.  A human..? A human couldn't fly like that unless they were... A Winged One. Like her! Excited,  Shay burst into the air.  Flapping her wings and hovering for a moment, she indicated to Sola to follow.  The griffon lazily got up and into the air.

Shay flew high, enough nobody would notice her.  Like the other person.  She only saw fog where the human had landed.  Shifting her wings slightly, she slightly nose-dived down into the fog.  She braced for impact.  But instead of water, she hit dead wood.  "Ow.." Shay mumbled, rubbing her arm.  she looked to the sky, and saw Sola circling above.  She motioned for the griffon to come.

Sola landed.  Shay patted her, then looked around. It was a airship! No, she had to get out of here! But... what about the other Winged One?  Finally after a while, she saw a human. Yup, a Winged One.  She smiled, but hid behind a pole on the ship, peeking through. She didn't want to startle the other person.

Finally she said,  "Hello..? It's ok.  I'm like you.."  She had said it in a small voice, a small, shy voice.

"Yes, I can see that," Grace said gesturing to Shay's wings. She extended her own, and tucked them in gently and neatly against her back, observing the small puncture wound near her scales. Lone squiggled some more in his backpack. "Oh fine!" Grace opened up the backpack and pulled Lone out. He was about the size of a jack russell terrier, but he was solid black.

"I'm sorry to bolt on you, but I need to go before the captain comes back. I think he shot me." She extended her hurt wing and showed Shay the bullet hole. She tucked her wing back in and pulled her sweatshirt over her wings. "There, now I look perfectly normal."

"Aw, you wouldn't do us any trouble.  But I'd be willing to come." Shay said.  Then Sola nudged her again.  "Sola, you haven't dissappeared one bit, ok?" she mumbled to the griffon.  Sola nudged her harder.  "What is it??" Shay whispered, more irritated.  "It can wait!" Then Sola almost bowled her over.  She indicated to all the people. "Ohhhh. I get it." Shay said. She turned to Grace.  "I'll leave Sola to go off on her own.  People would obviously notice her, and its not something that happens every day," Shay told her, smiling.  Sola lifted off and headed to the woods.

"So... It's ok that I come with?" She said, getting on her own jacket to cover up the wings.

"Yeah. It's fine, just don't get mad if you see me steal. When you're a fugitive, you've got to do what you've got to do. Oh, and if anyone gets too wary or pulls out weapons, run. Then fly." Grace had some experience with sky pirates before. She knew that most of them stayed so drunk, that they were easy to steal from. She put everything back into the back except for the wallet. She shoved the wallet into her pocket and shoved Lone into the backpack too, but left it partially unzipped so that he could see.

"By the way, you have a cute griffin. I wish that my dog had wings. It's a pain to carry him around everywhere, but I love him."

"I won't get mad. I completely understand. I have to do it sometimes, too.  And run then fly... Got it.  And thanks for the comment on Sola.  But you're dog's cute, too. He doesn't need wings that much," Shay said, smiling.  "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"

(Fail-ish post.. )