Edel shrugged, probably guessing at everyone's response to all this hectic event. He jogged, rather casually, toward the city's less-used gate and lead the way to the Pegasus. Once aboard, he motioned for everyone to climb in. He entered the bridge, inputting coordinates into a holographic screen. Though there was a steering wheel, the computer was more handy at the moment. In a few seconds, the ship roared to life and started to float upwards, sending splashes of water and little wavelets everywhere. Edel came out of the bridge room and into the deck, leaning against the railway.

"So. Our lunch was cut short because of some crazed and mysterious winged-one. And you are...? I've noticed you taking note of our group as well. Care to enlighten us?" He raised a brow at the new pirate, running his hand through his hair. "Do you have your own ship as well? We can go get it, if you'd like. And the waiter said you girls are important. Have a clue what he means? Because I certainly don't." 

Grace and Lend followed after Edel. Grace's wings were cramping her now and every step she took seemed like agony. Her wing was killing her and it was probably infected. Blood was leaking through the back of her jacket, staining her shoulder red.

Lend shook his head. "I'm usually paid as a navigator. I also seek out unusual things. Such as winged ones. That one. I've heard about him. All I know is that he's been keeping tabs on these three girls for a while," Lend said rather informatively. "By the way, my name is Lend."

Grace clenched her shoulder, a pained ex
pression on her face. "Do you carry any painkillers by chance?" She asked Edel.

"Hm.. Well, maybe I don't know much on the prophecy... uh, heh heh.." Shay said, a bit embaras.sed.  "Sorry.  I only know a little."  She clutched her sword.  Then she ran her finger down where the engravements were on the actual sword.  Her father had given this very sword to her when she was younger; he had used it himself, too, like Shay was using it now.  She remembered the very memory.  Ah, such nice times.  But... her wings. That was the burden to carry.  "So, Lend.  You.  Bend. Whatever your name is," she said, "Why do you have to come along?  Edel, why did you bring him?"  Shay wondered who exactly this 'Lend' was.  And his purpose.

"I brought him because I just thought it fit to do--just a little curiosity of why people are starting to track us now...I'm sure it's not because of you pretty girls as the waiter had called you all." Edel winked, a smile tugging on his lips. "Nice to meet you Lend, Edel Valyr. Just Edel."

He turned to Grace, hearing her question. "If you guys would like, you can let your wings free since we're up in the sky now. Less people and more freedom. We should rest an hour and meet up in the common room to discuss where to go--it's two doors down from the bridge. There's five extra rooms on this ship, 2nd floor. You guys can make yourselves at home. I'll have lunch ready by then; I don't like owing people." Edel gave a sidelong glance at Grace, beckoning her to follow him. "Come with me to the infirmary. Where'd you get that nasty cut?"

He led the way to the second floor. There were three doors on the left and right--one reserved for the bathroom, toiletries, and whatnot. One door was at the very end, near stairs that led even deeper down the ship. This one was the infirmary. It was white, spacious, and kept clean with fresh air from the porthole. "You can let out your wings. We need to disinfect it."

((yaaay. big ship and dorm. xD )) 

(Yayy! XD )

Shay was surprised by how big the ship was.  She took off her jacket and stretched her wings.  Ah, sweet freedom! How it felt wonderful to stretch!  Fluttering slightly, they whirred around, letting her hover for a few seconds before Shay dropped lightly to the ground.  She whistled loudly, putting her two fingers in her mouth. Looking up at the sky, a speck of white animal was up there, outlined by light blue.  Sola came down gently upon the ship.  "Now, Sola," Shay said, petting her griffon, "I'm going to ask Edel if you can stay. Meanwhile, track us in the sky, and when you get hungry or thirsty I'll lend you something."

The large griffon nuzzled her owner.  Shay giggled slightly.  "D'aw, Sola. It's going to be fine.. I know you're tired.. But.. Fine. Stay..!" Sola was happy. She found a spot on the deck to curl up on.  Shay sat alongside Sola, leaning against the animal.

Grace followed Edel and tugged her jacket off along with her backpack. Lone jumped out and sat beside Grace's feet. "It's not a cut," she said, expanding her wings into the infirmary. "I got shot," she said, pointing to her wound. "The bullet's still in there." She winced when her wing accidentially brushed the wall.

Lend nodded before Edel left. He looked at Shay's wings and the Griffon.

((Faiiilll.))

Edel grimaced. "You should've said that earlier." He took out some silver instruments, sterilizing them and then looked at the wing. "It might hurt a bit." As swift and carefully as he could, he pinched out the bullet with the instrument. Taking a bottle of medicine and balm, he applied it and bandaged the wing tightly. "I hope I did a good enough job so that you won't have your eyes on my wallet anymore. I kinda need it." He patted her wing, wiping his brow with his arm and giving a warm smile. "Kind of like bandaging up a bird's wing--no offense meant."

(( Bleeerghhh)) 

Edel leaned on the counter, his hand propped up against his face. "I wish I could believe it's chance. But it doesn't seem like it. Pirates are often believing creatures--we pray to Lady Luck and gods of the skies, after all. I doubt it was coincidence. Even the waiter appeared at the right time--he knew all of us were together. And out of all Winged Ones, I met you three when people have hardly sighted any in decades."

His dove fluttered in from an open porthole and onto Edel's hair, digging it's talons in his soft slight curls.

"I've never really heard the Prophecy directly myself. Just bits and pieces. I know the first and second lines:

Marked by presence of those who rule the sky,

The heavens, earth, and sea--a forsaken battle

That's about all I've heard. Know any more?"

((No clue...let's just make stuff up. Spontaneous is the most awesome-est power. :D ... xD )) 

Grace slightly tucked in her wings, but left most of them out. She walked into the kitchen and rubbed the bandage on her wing. She looked at the crate of ingredients. She pulled her backpack off of her back and dug out a rather thick book. It was a cook book. She pushed it towards Edel and smiled. "This might help. I know a few lines. I have no clue where they are in the prophecy though:

Rain will become blood.

Seas will become black.

It shall end.

That's all I know," Grace said looking down at her shoes. Lone was tugging on her shoestrings, his blue eyes staring playfully up at her.

Lend was still outside. He looked at the sky. It was about noon now. He couldn't believe that he had met them, the Winged Ones. In all of his life, he had believe in them, but he had never seen them. They were like smoke to him. You could smell them, and occasionally see glimpses, but you couldn't really focus on them. Until now.

Shay had noticed Lend's look.  "You.  Lend.  Bender.  Yoo-hoo." she said, waving her hand.  "What's up?  Somethin' making you sad?"  She then got a stern nudge from her griffon. 'Pay attention!' Sola seemed to be saying.  Shay had heard the talk from the cabins.... She quickly went in and said, "I know a bit. I guess.  I don't know where it goes, like Grace, either, sasdly.  Here:

The ones with Wings shall come forth,

And prove their destiny.

The destiny, it surely is ..."

Shay trailed off.  "I dunno the rest. Ugh. I'm terrible at giving information." She said, sighing.

Meanwhile, Sola went over to Lend and sat next to him.  She nudged him slightly.  Sola looked at him as if to say, 'Got something on your mind?'

Edel gave a shrug, his face grim and set. "Well, at least it's established that some sort of doom is going to happen. Maybe a battle of the gods of sea, earth, and sky? I heard some lore about that. There's Gaia, the sky goddess, Waven, the sea god, and Airos, the sky. Usually, when something major is about to happen, the gods are always involved. But for them to directly involve an entire race is risky."

"Do any of you know where the Prophetess lived? Maybe we can get some info..." Edel asked absentmindedly, flipping through the cookbook and already boiling a pot of water and curry powder. His dexterous hands moved as he kept talking. "At least its certain that it's you guys who are about to change the world." 

"Hm. Perhaps we might just do that," Shay said.  "I mean, save the world.  It'd be nice to be the hero instead of the person who's being hunted down."

(Failfailpost.) 

Grace picked lone up and kissed his head. "Doesn't the Prophetess live somewhere near that big rainforest near the center of the world map?" She was referring to the Amazon forest. She had always wondered what lived there. She had heard stories of huge striped cats called... tigers, yest that's it, living there. Just thinking about that sent a chill of excitement up her back. She wondered where the waiter was now. She knew that he hadn't given up. Nobody gives up that easily.

Lend walked silently into the kitchen, a blank ex
pression on his face. He wasn't feeling well. It wasn't the fact that they were flying. It was the fact that he was surrounded by winged ones. He didn't want to believe his eyes, but they were there. Right in front of him.

"Really? To the jungle we go then." The ship groaned, and turned. Edel finished cooking, ladling curry and slicing bread into plates. The aroma was welcoming after a day of not-getting-destroyed-by-some-crazy-waiter. "Not the best cook, but I tried?" He said innocently.

"We won't get to the forest until early morning. So I suppose we're all spending the night hear. Girls and boys in separate rooms," he laughed, addressing them mockingly stern. He turned to Lend. "So, I haven't really heard you for a while. What's your story?"

((fail....anyone have finals this week?)) 

((Heh. Wolfie is in the eigth grade. No finals for me.))

Grace looked at the dish. It looked fairly appetizing. She began spooning curry into her mouth and simultaniously eating bread. Winged Ones had to eat alot to be able to fly. She turned her head up to Edel when he said, 'Girls and boys in seperate rooms.' She wondered why he said it so funnily. Grace was going to sleep outside on the deck anyway. She would feel claustrophobic in a room. Just being in that room right then was making her get chills.

Lend looked at Edel. "I'm a navigator. My family is somewhere out there, but I left on my own. I still visit them about once a year. I've memorized the stars and people pay a great deal of money to have me on their ship. But I don't charge when people are under extreme circumstances. Like you guys."