|The Academy of Featherdown Moors RP| discussion

Just outside of the Flight Range, as they're connected.

Marina didn't land but more stopped in the sky and looked for Finn

Marina spotted him "so you wanted something to eat then we have to hunt it" she said then added "but I like fish more so we can stop somewhere and get some after you catches something" she smiled

"and I have some fish meat in my bag that I saved from earlier" she said and landed

"okay then do you want to catch your own or have some of mine?" she asked him

"okay then follow me" she said and took off towards the pond

As soon as Loki got outside, he stopped and breathed in. He felt something loosen from his mind, like dropping a weight. But he still felt antsy, as expected. He didn't say anything before he started running.

Wind beat against his face in a way that made him feel a bit better, and as he spread his wings, he let his feet dangle in mid air for a moment for straightening out. His wings were large enough that if he wanted to wrap them around himself, he could. They were jet black and oddly enough, there was one feather on his left wing that was pure white. He scanned the ground for potential prey.

Cyrene glanced over at Loki, double-checking that his mood was improving, then launched herself into the air. She glided swiftly over the treetops, swerving abruptly whenever she came close to a particularly tall one. Smiling, she pushed herself high into the air, closed her eyes, and dove, listening to the sound of the wind rushing past her.

This was one of few moments when she was completely at peace, and she reveled in it, her eyes and wings snapping open at once as she came close to a clearing, and she bared her teeth in a feral grin.

I did some math, for her species and size Yami could break the sound barrier)

((Dang. O.o))

Ken *No Longer In Hospital* wrote: "I did some math, for her species and size Yami could break the sound barrier)"

((Oh--))

Loki did a few flips, and a toothy smirk spread onto his face. He felt so fucking free! The light switch was flipped. He nose dived almost into the ground before veering up, a laugh escaping his mouth. Sharp teeth flashed before he stopped, his eyes catching on movement.

He gently flew into the trees, perching on a branch and watching. His blue eyes focused on a rabbit that had picked the utmost unfortunate time to hop out of the bushes. He grazed his tongue over his teeth before leaping from the branch and seizing the small animal, snapping its neck almost too easily. He was grinning from ear to ear like the Cheshire cat.

Fighter Jet Yami time)

Yami was soaring around at about 25% of her max speed which was still almost too fast to keep up watching, occasionally she would dive and absolutely shred a target with her talons as she grinned wildly.

Cyrene landed next to Loki, shaking out her wings as she did so. She wasn't used to being allowed to fly, and her wings still got tired when she was in the air- she had built up some muscle, but not enough for her to spend a lot of time in the sky.

She watched as Yami swooped past them, eyes wide as she took in the other girl's speed. At the sight of blood staining the grass, she smiled somewhat maniacally.

Frowning, she shook her head to clear it of the fog that had begun to build. Even though the others were allowed to hunt, she had been taught since she was a small child that she could not. It looked like so much fun, though... The coppery scent of it made its way to her... sweet. Her nostrils flared, and she fidgeted where she sat perched on the grassy ground, closing her eyes.

Loki leaned close to Cyrene, feeling back to his usual self. "Hey," he drawled out, cocking his head. "You alright?" His voice was smooth and silky, but it sounded completely different than it had before.

He offered the broken-necked rabbit, holding the poor thing by its neck. It was a pretty brown color, and when Loki was younger he would lock himself in his room and sob about dead animals. He tried not to think about it; even if he did though, he had become fucked up enough in the head to overcome it.

Yami swooped down at full speed with a massive grin at a large deer, swooping up at the last moment so the shockwave would hit the deer and spread its organs but not enough to immediately kill it. Then she dragged the deer back on the ground, its groans were horrific to them but sweet to her ears.

Loki winced slightly at the poor moans of the animal. Jesus, he was unhinged a bit, but he couldn't stand a suffering animal. That's why he killed them as quickly as possible. They didn't deserve a tortured existence. "It's getting annoying," he muttered to Yami, loud enough for them to hear.

He was lying through his teeth and he knew it. Maybe he hadn't fully overcome the feelings of the child he was before. That pissed him off. He looked over at Yami, a flash of anger in his eyes. "You're being a psycho."

Yami sighed at him before ripping off the head with one talon, the other still on the ground. She ripped it off in order to have an easier time draining the blood although obviously the meat was ruined. She grabbed a large branch and impailed its back legs through it before slamming the branch halfway through a sturdy oak to let the blood drain. "Is there something wrong with that? Isn't it the nature of the world that the strong prey on the weak and since they are incapable of sentience then there is no point feeling pity."

Loki felt a burning in his head. His eyes were dangerous. "You may be strong but torture is not in the circle of life," he snapped. "And you're a piece of shit if you think it is." He didn't honestly know why he was getting so defensive. He himself was guilty of his own crimes. But never torture, he added in his head bitterly.

"Crocodiles often eat their prey whole and alive even when it would be much easier to kill them and then eat them. Lions torture and kill other male's cubs. Hyenas eat their prey when its very much still alive and have been documented to eat the weak points last as to keep the pain up as long as possible. Dolphins drown other dolphin's calfs and rape fish. Cats will keep their prey alive but half dead for long periods of time as well. How is it not in the circle when large amounts of creatures kill for no reason or kill in a way that is designed to inflict the maximum amount of pain? If a being much more powerful than I were to kill me and inflict as much pain as possible to me then I may well be happy about it." Yami replied, head tilted, her previously kind and friendly tone was nowhere to be found.

Cyrene shook herself out of the trance she seemed to be in, frowning. She blinked a couple of times, taking in the words and the tone still hanging over them, and she made the abrupt decision to try to defuse the situation. Or at least redirect the anger she could feel thick in the air. "Ladies, ladies... you're both pretty." She purred, a cheshire grin spreading across her face.

Im gonna let Honey reply)

Loki almost lashed out at Yami, completely ignoring Cyrene. It wasn't intentional though. It was like his brain shut off to the outer world and it was just him and Yami. "You're a terrible person," he hissed. He felt his chest start to burn and a cruel smile settled on his lips. "Those who torture others have no humanity to speak of."

His hands were shaking now. "Should I have been happy when someone bigger and stronger than me chose to inflict as much pain as possible on me? Should I have smiled and laughed about it?" He took a step forward, sharp nails digging into his palms. He started laughing, though it sounded forced and insane and didn't match the rest of his body language. He looked up to the sky, arms spread wide and released his fists, letting blood trickle down his skin.

"Sorry, Dad!" he yelled, eyes wide. "I should've enjoyed all that! Now my eyes are open! Come fuck me over again, why don't ya!? It'll make a good time cause apparently-" he looked at Yami wildly. "I'm a fucking masochistic son of a bitch!"

((Okay, I just want to say, I'm so sorry for Loki's behavior, I'm just responding how I think he would. I have no bad feelings toward you, Ken and I hope that's mutual! You're writing is genuinely so good!))

((You guys okay?))

((Sorry! Haven't been online.))

"Hey!" Cyrene screeched, scowling. "This is not the time, or the place. Everyone here has been through their own shit, okay?" She shook her head, running a shaky hand through her hair. "Not one of us has not been broken. And it changes, shapes us differently." She took a deep breath through her nose, letting it out slowly through her mouth. "Let's please stop yelling. You're giving me a headache."

Cyrene turned away from the two, shaking her head to clear it. Rolling her shoulders, she made her way towards a nearby tree, pulling herself up into it, and perching on a branch. The leaves around her shifted when she moved.

I was busy)

Yami just kinda stared at him, it was hard, very hard, to tell what she was thinking as she appeared to stare right into his soul. She wanted, so so wanted to say he had daddy issues but it wouldn't be productive. "Are you aware of what Lingchi is? It's also known as death by 1000 cuts. Somebody with a lot of experience can keep it up for days before the victim dies. And let me tell you, she was good, very very good. 2 weeks, that's how long it took until the cops showed up and by then she was gone for about 12 hours. So please shut the fuck up about your god damn daddy issues."

Was that too dark?)

((Not for me-
And sorry for the short reply.))

Cyrene sighed. It seemed like the two were going to keep at it as long as they were breathing the same air. Shaking her head, she dropped from the tree, stalking back over towards them. "Hey, assholes." She called, crossing her arms, unsure of how to redirect their anger. "Trauma isn't a competition."

"It's not a competition, but I'm more traumatized by definition. This is how I cope, since pain is a good thing, it makes happiness much stronger. Therefor he should be happy for his pain as I am." Yami replied with a small chuckle as she started to pace a bit before slamming her head into a tree, knocking it down although it was a small tree.

Ken *No Longer In Hospital* wrote: "Was that too dark?)"

((Nope!))

Loki laughed, throwing his head back. He then leaned forward, tears in his eyes as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard. "You think I give two fucks about your shit?" he cackled. His smile died as quickly as it had appeared. "Fuck you."

He had curled up in bed with new scars and bruises almost every night, crying himself to sleep. He went days without food or water. He was kept in a cage like a dog and treated as such. "You're messed up," he snarled. "Do not ever come near me again." And with that, he unfurled his wings and flew back to the academy.

Cyrene's eyes widened, and she bared her teeth at Yami, before spinning and throwing herself into the air, fighting to keep up with Loki, even though she didn't have near the muscle mass required to do so.

Tilting back, she spread her wings as far as they would reach, and came to a sudden stop. Twisting to control her descent, she plummeted towards the ground, and landed neatly, tucking her wings behind her. "Shit." She grunted. She had failed to consider that maybe he didn't want her following him.

She twitched a bit, paranoia setting in. She didn't want to be a bother.

((So... are we done...?))

((How heavy is Cyrene?))

Nah, Yami can join back in in a little bit and be completely clueless about what happened there)

Honey.Bee wrote: "((How heavy is Cyrene?))"

119 lbs.))

Ken *No Longer In Hospital* wrote: "Nah, Yami can join back in in a little bit and be completely clueless about what happened there)"

Mk.))

Loki froze when he heard a soft thump. He turned, eyes scanning the ground. He caught sight of Cyrene and flew back to her, landing gently on the ground. He walked towards her, then leaned down. "Having trouble with flying, hm? Want any help?"

Cyrene scowled, crossing her arms. "I'm... fine, thank you." She wheezed. Then she sighed, frowned, and shook her head. "Actually... Yeah. Help would be nice." She crossed her arms. It was hard for her to accept any sort of assistance. From anyone.

Yami was standing in a tree nearby, watching them. She didn't know why but she felt apprehensive. She didn't remember their fight but she also kinda felt it. She decided to swoop down, seeming innocent again.

Cyrene eyed the other female warily, eyes narrowed. "What do you want?" She growled, scowling.

((Sorry for the short reply...))

"I'm Yami, what's your name?" She asked, a completely innocent smile on her face, if it wasn't for their past experience together she would seem completely trustworthy.

((I'm soooo sorry for not responding for so long!! I had a depressive episode and was having some difficulties!))

((I can understand that- I'm trying to fight my way out of one myself.))

((I'm trying to keep my character's personality fresh in my head, so I'm going to reply one more time, then I can wait again.))

Cyrene scowled, attempting to figure out what the other girl was playing at. "Cyrene." She murmured, eyes narrowed as she analyzed Yami's responses and mannerisms. Trying to find an explanation for this odd behavior. "I believe we've met before..." She trailed off, playing along with the girl's actions. Following her lead.

She glanced at Loki, eyes asking him for answers as to what was going on.

Yami either had completely forgotten about them or was a very good liar as she tilted her head and spoke. "No I do not believe that we have met before. It is a pleasure to meet you. Now if I may inquire, what are you doing in these parts?"