[ Lol Bruce Willis = hellz yea ]

Gekido snorted, eyeing the so called 'pride' sin. "You know exactly who I'm calling pathetic 'pride'." He said, with a slur of annoyanceand sarcasm. His hawk screeched at the wolf. He looked over all the sins again, still as annoying in person. "Name's Gekido. Wrath. Just a little warning: Get on my bad side, and I'll destroy you." He said simply, not wanting to converse with Stucka at all.

Aven paced around her house. Walking towards the door, then away, before walking back and grabbing the handle but pulling away once more. Aven rarely ever left her house, only when she was in need of groceries, or- nope only to go to the super and that was it. She never went to the movies, or the mall, something a normal kid her age would do. See, she was sloth, she wasn't able to live life to the fullest. The most exciting she got was in music, but then again she had never played in front of any one so she wasn't even sure if she was good, sure neighbor had heard before and tried to talk but she often denied claiming it was just a CD.

She paced around some more. She was wearing a simple blue dress, that brought out her eyes, nothing to flattering though. She felt so awkward, stuck between her desire to stay inside and her duty to go meet up with the other sins, the ones she had never met, the ones who might judge her without even blinking an eye. SHe felt horrible and terrified, she knew the girl, Femi, she wasn't sure what sin she was, had arrange a meeting at her house. Aven knew that the house wasn't far from her, maybe about a block or two, at least withing walking distance.

She figured all the other must have arrived by then, already making friends, and talking. That was what she feared, the talking, she had never kept up a full conversation, that most she ever did was a hello, and maybe a few words after that making up an excuse about having something on the stove. The only person she had ever talked two, never talked back. But I dont think you could actually call him a person. He was sowy owl, that Aven loved more than anything. Mortimer, was what she alled him, although he responded to anything she decided to call him, last year his name was Snowy, this year Mort, hell she might even decide to call him something else tomorrow, or in the next our.

He wasn't inside her house at the moment, he was waiting outside, she wondered how long it would take for people to gather around and see this white owl so far away from home, and call animal services. She bit her bottom lip, she chewed on it for a moment before she walked up to the door and opened it. Almost imidiately wanting to step back inside, But she pushed away the thought. She grabbed a dark cropped demin jacket she had hanging by the door and hhe stepped out fully closing the door behind her and locking it, before stuffing the key into a pocket in the jacket. She took one hestant step down the stair and she started to walk up the block. Pulling the jacket over her, she untucked her pretty black wavy hair from under it, playing with her side bangs nervously. She hated her hair, she was sure some one would point out, if not outloud, in their mind, how ugly it was. (She has self-esteem issues) She looked up and saw her bird flying above her making her feel a bit more confident. She noticed the adress of the house, although it wasn't so hard to spot with all the people standing out front. And she knew they had to be sins, no normal human would stand there with pets such as tiger and full on wolves. She sucked in a breath and walked over as calmy as she could. "Soo, this the meeting of the sins?" she asked to no in paticular as she looked over at them, she had just honestly hopped one of them had heard, considering she had said it in such a soft voice. She heard a little chirp and looked over to see that her owl had landed on a railing (Or Mailbox, whichever is there XP)

((Alright, that last part was a bit of a fail.))

 "Sup, I'm Stucka, the sin of pride, and you must be.....?" ONe of the boys introduced himself, Stucka, sin a pride. It was obvious to her by the way he was standing and the tone of his voice. She aslo thought that Stucka was an odd name, but then again she wasn't one tot alk considering her name was weird too, if not worse. She chewed her lip as it finally registered that he had asked her for her name. She was about to say something but the boy spoke up again.

"Is that your pet?"

She looked over at her owl who was looking expectantly at her. She nodded. "Yeah, I'm.." she stopped when she noticed a black cat, although it was hardly a normal cat, much too large, come up to her. She instantly froze but the cat moved it's way over to the others making it rounds, ignoring one girl comepletly. She watched as the cat laid its eyes upon Mortimer, and she watched him puff out spreading out his wings slightly, but the cat lost intrest and moved back to the boy who had talked to her, Stucka, and started chewing on his shoe. Stucka, and another boy who she though owned the cat started talking. She quickly husedc her mouth. Probably better if I dont talk, she thought, she looked over to Mort and made a low whistling sound and raised her arm, pulling the demin fabric a bit over her hand. The owl flew of the railing and onto her arm. Now this wouldn't have been safe, mose people wear special glove things when thay handle bird with such sharp talons, but Aven had all her jackets sewn with an extra la
yer of leather like material to protect her arm, although it did really do much for the fabric on the outside. She strocked his chest self-consiouly and waited for the the girl Femi, she wasn't sure which one she was, to let them inside, she was sure it looked awkward to neighbors all these strange people with exotic pets hanging outside her doorstep.

(( I was planning on waiting, but none of the roleplays I'm in are active at the moment, so imma just write something small))

        Spectrum walked back over to her owner, leaving Stucka alone, Damon filling in the place right away. "Stop being jelous." Stucka said in a low tone. He looked at all the sins and their pets, wondering why they chose those ones in particular, Damon was obvious, but a panther, owl, hawk, none corresponded to the sins....or did they. Stucka stopped wondering and let it go, he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the nearby wall of the house in hopes that the last of the sins would arrive so that he could be somewhere that wouldn't make him die due to a heat stroke.