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       #Post#: 218139--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Draven Crowe
       Date: June 30, 2012, 7:20 pm
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       All Draven seemed to do that very second was watch Sachiel's
       actions; once she saw them, she rolled her eyes over to the
       soldier who looked a bit lost himself, he raised his hand. "The
       general... He's waiting..." Draven let her lips curl up into
       that sweet smile of hers. "You're right, Jon." She looked to
       Sachiel when he spoke to her, raising one of her fine eyebrows,
       she gave a swift nod. "As you are right, don't wanna get bombed,
       plus I bet you're just dying to see some action..." She laughed
       and turned around, walking towards Jon. Another soldier quickly
       walked up to her, and began to guide her quickly to their base;
       he grumbled under his breath. "New comer? Alright! We can always
       use more boys on our team." The man gave Sachiel and wink before
       Draven laughed, and lightly punched his shoulder. "Come on
       now... You can flirt with him, after we are done.." The boy
       pouted, and they walked towards a large office, when she walked
       in she went straight for an elderly man. "Alright... What is it
       you want?" The man lifted a wrinkling hand and pointed to his
       desk; Draven walked to his desk, and pulled out a paper reading
       it, she scowled, curled it up, and threw it away. "Sure." She
       then walked from the office, a sour look on her face.
       #Post#: 218376--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Ciaran
       Date: June 30, 2012, 9:26 pm
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       This was all too bizarre... The chaos, the bombing... There
       seemed to be a chain of commands, but there  was a great deal of
       disorganization. So they were going to see a General... Who were
       these people?  What were they fighting for? So many questions
       there wasn't enough time to ask, so he followed Draven silently,
       as he watched the insanity that took place around him. That was
       when the other soldior arrived. His comment about another guy on
       the field was amusing. Was he irritated because Draven was among
       the ranks? Or perhaps it was even that she outranked him? She
       handled the situation well though, writing the comment off in
       such a way that brought humor to the situation. "Aw, but he's
       almost as cute as you!" Sachiel joked, playing along as they
       walked toward their destination. Unsure of what to expect, or
       what was expected of him, he remained a ways back, allowing the
       woman to have her meeting with the man he only assumed to be the
       General in peace. It wasn't long, in fact, not many words were
       spoken at all. And when she returned, he simply waited. "So what
       have I been dragged into?" He asked with a smile, seeing that
       she could use more laughter in her life. She didn't seem to
       enjoy any of this, after all
       #Post#: 220716--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Draven Crowe
       Date: July 3, 2012, 7:27 pm
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       [center]Draven gave Sachiel a smile and gave him a light wink.
       "Well, it looks to me like you're coming with us... Don't want
       you to stay here, and get bombs to death eh?" She smiled, and
       motioned for him to follow her; she walked up towards her men,
       and flicked her wrist until it popped twice. "Alright, we are
       going to get out of here..." She glanced at the man she had ran
       into earlier. He grinned widely at Sachiel. "So, I think..." He
       began as he lifted up his hand and trailed his finger down
       Sachiel's arm. "I'ma like you being on our ship..." Draven
       couldn't help but laugh, she placed her hand on the boys. "Oh,
       dear... I don't know if he rolls that way." The boy looked at
       Sachiel, "Do you?" He spoke as he moved behind Sachiel, placing
       his hands on the guys shoulders, and pushed him into the space
       like ship, and smiled as he ushered everyone on. [/center]
       #Post#: 220828--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Ciaran
       Date: July 3, 2012, 9:43 pm
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       With a nod of his head, Sachiel took off after Draven,
       completely clueless as to what was happening, but more than
       willing to play the game. As they walked, the individual from
       earlier had arrived. Sachiel had earlier believed the man to be
       simply joking, but upon realizing he was serious he took a
       colder approach; MUCH colder. When the boys finger traced
       Sachiel's arm, a sheet of ice began to spread over his finger.
       Sachiel had used the moisture in his skin to ward off said
       advance. "I'm not much of a roller." He said simply. His eyes
       remained on Draven, however. There may have been ONE way he
       could see himself rolling, but that was a talk for another
       time... for the time being, he would simply get on the ship as
       asked,
       #Post#: 221795--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Draven Crowe
       Date: July 4, 2012, 8:23 pm
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       [center]Draven could only chuckle at his words. Once she got on
       the ship, she pressed a red button and the latch closed, and she
       walked towards the main part of the ship, her arms rested on her
       hips as she stared, at the controls. Once they were in the air,
       and going towards a new planet, she yawned lightly and looked
       towards Sachiel a slight smile on her face. "I gather you don't
       like Lucas much?" She smiled, and clapped her hands, two chairs
       zoomed by and she sat on one, crossing her legs, while glancing
       at him. At hearing his name Lucas looked at Draven and then
       looked towards Sachiel, there was a glint in his eyes, as he
       soon growled under his breath and shook his head. He walked to
       another room, and Draven placed her hands in her lap. [/center]
       #Post#: 221848--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Ciaran
       Date: July 4, 2012, 9:10 pm
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       By nature, Sachiel was an easygoing individual, though he took
       on a rigid exterior for his "Military" service back home. He
       didn't see that as necessary here. In fact, he found it hard not
       to see it all as some sort of a joke. An unorganized circus full
       of people he could only wonder if they were truly soldiors. For
       this reason, he followed Draven without question. No time for
       looking back, though he hadn't known they were planning to leave
       the planet. He had barely gotten accustomed to the planet they
       were on... He took a seat in the extra chair that the woman
       provided, and returned her glance, as the pouting boy left the
       room. "I can't say I particularly dislike anyone." He told her.
       "I'm not one to tolerate disrespect, or allow someone to make
       unwanted advances. When he's done pouting, I'd be more than
       happy to sit and have a conversation with him just as anyone
       else."
       He looked around for a window, unsure of what to expect of this
       journey. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he
       was truly out of control of his situation. There was no way he
       could abandon ship, like he could if they had been on the ocean.
       This was a whole different situation. "So how long is this trip
       going to take?" He asked Draven, not a fan of being so far away
       from an ocean. If it was going to be too long of a trip, he
       hoped they hadd plenty of water on board. He didn't do well with
       dehydration...
       #Post#: 230339--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Draven Crowe
       Date: July 13, 2012, 1:31 am
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       [center]As Draven sat there, she let out a large sigh and smiled
       at Sachiel. "Would you like something to drink?" A male walked
       up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders and smirking.
       "Well, what would you like to do about this, Draven? Gonna show
       him the time of his life?" He chuckled, and Draven shook her
       head, laughing. "Sorry, Luke but you of all men know, I'm done
       with that business..." By this time she figured out that Sachiel
       but be totally confused on what they were talking about, so Luke
       only smile lightly at him. "Hello, Sachiel. My names Luke, I am
       Draven's second in command. Her ex husband." Luke chuckled, and
       walked up to a control pad, and his eyes narrowed, he looked
       towards Draven quickly. "You might want to look at this?" At the
       sound of his voice, Draven shot up.
       She jogged towards the panel, and pushed a button, narrowing her
       eyes. "Guys, get ready for a very large crash... Grab a hold of
       something..." As she said that she pushed her thumb against a
       button and a bunch of handles flew from the room of the space
       ship. A bunch of loud noises was heard, and the ship crashed
       down to the ground, causing a bunch of screams to come from
       within the ship. A bunch of rumble was everywhere and their ship
       was within the ocean, slowly sinking. [/center]
       #Post#: 230379--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Ciaran
       Date: July 13, 2012, 2:01 am
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       "Sure, I'll have a glass of water." Sachiel said. He wasn't
       really thirsty, but drinking water on the regular increased his
       ability. But before he could take more than a sip, another man
       arrived. He seemed more familiar with Draven than the others,
       placing his hands on her shoulders. Their conversation made
       pretty much no sense to Sachiel, however, so he simply took
       another sip of his water before placing the cup down casually.
       When the man introduced himself, Sachiel politely shook his
       hand, "Sachiel. Nice to meet you." But then came the awkward
       part. Ex-husband!? Suddenlly every thought Sachiel had had about
       Draven or her appearance came back to haunt him. He couldn't
       imagine she would serve with someone she could have been so...
       intimate.. with.
       Crash? What the hell? they were so calm! who were these people?
       Where did they come from? and how did Sach get himself involved
       with them? Spouses who served int he Military together. Lunatics
       who shrugged off in innergalactic crash... When he got the
       warning, Sachiel got down on one knee, the trailed his water
       from his  glass, and froze it around his ankles. He then opened
       the pouch on his waist and trailed the water that sat inside it
       as well. He always kept a pouch of water with him, just in case.
       This second trail of water would freeze around Dravens hands,
       and the handle that she held on to. He would have locked Luke in
       place as well, but he had no more water. All that was left, was
       to brace for impact...
       #Post#: 232787--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Draven Crowe
       Date: July 15, 2012, 10:35 pm
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       With all the handles that came down, Draven didn't have the time
       to grab one so she fell from the shaking of the ship, but once
       she felt ice gluing her hands and feet to the ground her eyes
       grew wide, and she looked to Sachiel; as if she knew he was
       doing it. But then she heard a scream, and her eyes snapped
       towards Luke. He had called her name, her eyes searched at him,
       as they landed in the water with a huge splash. That caused the
       ice around her arms and legs to shatter, she let out a shriek as
       her body tumbled into the water, as did a bunch of rubble on top
       of her. So, happens to be that all the ice on the ship had
       shattered, and suddenly, there was a hand that plunged into the
       water, grabbing a hold of Draven's arm, about to hoist her up
       when this mystery person spotted Sachiel and reached for him
       too, pulling him up on to the boat. Once they were both on the
       boat, the mystery person leaned down to peer into Sachiel and
       Draven's eyes. It was Lucas.
       He smiled. "You two alive?" Once he said that he reached behind
       him grabbing two towels, and draping them over each of their
       shoulders. "Keep warm, Captain, we can't afford to lose ya.."
       Draven just glanced up at Lucas, she had no emotion swimming in
       her orbs. When Lucas saw he wouldn't get an answer from her, he
       walked away and waved it off; as if pushing the problem over his
       shoulder. But once Lucas was gone, she shot up, and peered over
       the boat's edge, see the body of her ex-husband slowly sinking
       lower and lower into the ocean. Her teeth clenched but she moved
       so that she was facing Sachiel once more. "Have a pleasant ride,
       ya?" She smiled and moved so that she was leaning against a door
       to the lower cabin area. That was when she heard Lucas shout;
       "Boulder!!" she sighed getting ready to be crushed, or thrown
       into the ocean again.
       #Post#: 235582--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Time to fly, little birdy...
   DIR By: Ciaran
       Date: July 19, 2012, 3:20 am
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       Water... Their falling place couldn't have been more perfect.
       Sachiel had missed being close to water, so as his body
       submerged, he felt nothing but relief. Gills grew into the left
       side of his neck as he was completely immersed under the water,
       allowing him to breath beneath the surface. The gills only
       appeared when he was submerged in salt water. When under
       freshwater, a seperate set of gills would appear on the right
       side of his neck. His eyes scanned his surroundings, searching
       frantically for his companion. He looked up to find that she was
       already on her way out of the water. He jettisoned upward to the
       surfaceafter her to find that she was being pulled I to a boat
       by one of her companions
       He followed suit, climbing onto the boat to see Lucas looking
       down at Craven. He ignored the mans stupid question, and refused
       the towel. "Thanks anyway" he said, removing the water from
       their bodies and clothes with his own ability, and then
       returning it to the ocean. As he did the motion, his eyes
       settled on Draven's view. It was Luke. He hadn't survived the
       crash, and was sinking into the water.He considered recovering
       the body, but it wasn't as if they had a place to bury it. He
       supposed a burial at sea was as fitting as any.
       Draven's reaction was less than traditional, but it made sense;
       using humor to deal with the loss of someone important. Even if
       they were no longer married, they seemed to be really close.
       Then came the yell. "Boulder!" A heavy sigh. "Is your luck
       always this great?" He asked Draven, turning to face her. He
       looked ahead at the giant rock formation they were headed for.
       He tried to alter the path of the water, to lead them around it,
       but was unable without the power of the moon. All he could do
       was brace for collision. The. initial contact rocked the ship,
       sending Draven flying to the ground. Sachiel u.planted himself
       in attempts to catch her, only to have his body thrown directly
       on top of hers! He was flat against the woman, his face only
       inches from
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