No Dead Ends (open)

[Fel]

There is a pathetically small amount of people here, Sheer decides. It is utterly demoralizing, even though it is still to early to judge numbers. His long white hair is tied back in a loose ponytail and for once in his life he looks like he means business. All of his earrings and bracelets are conspicuously missing and instead of the school uniform he's wearing loose jeans and a faded black t-shirt.

"You two are the first here, congrats." He says dryly to the two people who had just emerged from the trees. Kao, the younger twin, and Juliet, only invited because Kao had vouched for her, both look at him grimly.
"I'm not here to help you, or join you." The modifier says straight off. "I just want to know what's going on." She is taller than him today with a black tattoo of some kind of bird on one side of her neck. Sheer still isn't used to her erratic appearance changes but he manages not to show it.

"Whatever, I'm not in the business of forcing people to do things. Just hear me out." He shrugs, mentally wishing that he could have her support. From what Kao had told him she had survived so many battles it is amazing that she isn't dead. Her gift is rumored to be unbeatable, able to adapt to anything. When he had heard that he'd nearly collapsed laughing because that's what he had thought his power was, only no one knows yet.
Still... two people. Hell, he hopes that more people will appear.

For weeks he had been hacking into the school's cameras, listening in on conversations, anything to find out what Flock was doing. The whole time he'd thought it was funny, everyone thought of him as a guy who doesn't care about anyone. He had gotten to a point where he was pretty sure who was on Flock's side and who was still stupidly oblivious. Then he had gotten in touch with everyone who wasn't with Flock and told them to meet him here, in the woods, around this time. When Flock had captured Fivel he'd realized that it was act or start bowing to the nurse.

"Sheer..." Kao says, softly. "Do you even have a plan?" Sheer grins, not without emotion.

"Not really, does that disappoint you, rich guy that you are? I'm not a leader or the guy that makes the decisions, but I at least want the sheer to know that all the wolves aren't dead." Sheer trails off, hearing voices coming from somewhere in the forest. He tenses, hoping that it's a decent amount of people coming and not any of those wolves.

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[Misty]

April strode into the clearing, looking around at all the trees that were so similar to the ones that were in the Havens forest. Her crazy red hair could barely be seen because of a black cropped jacket that had bear ears on the hood. A white shirt with puffed sleeves could be seen under the jacket, along with a short black skirt and a red belt. She wasn't wearing shoes; the only thing on her ankles was an anklet that had cross charms dangling from it that made soft jingling noises when she walked. Her eyes scanned the people who were already here. "This is it?" she asked crossly. She wasn't in the best of moods today, so she wasn't really in the mood to talk to someone nicely, especially someone who had asked her to trek through the woods, which you weren't allowed to enter, to see, what looked like, two other people. "I really hope you invited more people, Sheer, because if you made me come out here to this f*cking pile of trees just for this, I will seriously scratch you eyes out." Her eyes trailed over to Kao and Juliet. "Well well well, looks like we have some people who actually aren't one of Flock's minions." April crossed her arms, "So do we have a plan? Or are we just gonna wing it and end up getting killed"

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[Larksing]

Haku silently walked through the trees, his shoes lightly crunching the leaves underneath his feet. "Is this where the resistance is meeting?" he asked.

Flocked watched from above in the trees. When can we move in? asked Fivel's substitute, a spirit. Flock glared at them. Not yet.

Haku's green eyes shone. "I can be of your use. I've been totured by Flock already, and I've escaped, too." He looked around. He'd expected Vic to have shown up by now, but he must've been running late getting here. Vic had his ways. But he could be of use. When he'd approached the rouge teacher about coming to the meeting, Vic had promised that he would

But, alas, he was no where to be found.

"What is this almighty plan?" Haku questioned. "Unless we don't have one. Should we wait for the others to arrive?" If there are others. he thought ruefully. So many have fallen under Flock's control, its a wonder we can even breathe without her having a say in it. The noose of their freedom that was once so tight was suddenly a deadly choke.

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[Fel]

(Fivel, I deleted the double post for you ^^)

Sheer frowns at April, having some difficulty matching her up with the bubbly girl he had met a few days ago. Robin had dared her to let him die her hair, which he had done. The memory makes him want to smile but he forces himself to keep a straight face. Instead of smiling, he wants to knock all of their heads together. He had gotten them here because they should know about danger, not because he has a plan. Sheer sighs. He's not Houdini! Right now all he wants to do is play Xbox and maybe eat a whole pizza with barbecue sauce and chicken drizzled all over it. With some onions, that would be really nice.

"Okay, Haku's useful. Thanks for letting me know." Sheer says, not meaning it sarcastically for once. "There's no plan. I just wanted to give youse a heads up. So you don't, you know, get painfully murdered by the witch-doctor." He shrugs, trying to push all responsibility off himself. Unfortunately, he couldn't really do that much because everyone expected him to be mister brilliant delinquent-kid. "Uh, I dunno if any more are going to show up. They are a very unreliable bunch. This way... Flock's less likely to hear about this." He runs a hand through his snow-white hair.

"Haku, just... any helpful information for me? I don't really know much about Flock's plans at the moment."

(Sheer... he's to sympathetic to my moods and exhaustion. Sorry he's not as fun and creepy as normal)

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