If I were a raindrop;

Angel ; 15 ; Bird Kid

[angelbirdie]

"I wonder if we can attempt Thanksgiving again this year. Gotta find Iggy!"

[midnightgirle]

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

We do have the Hunger Games, but that’s not weird, that’s totalitarism. This makes lots of sense. From birth? Now that’s interesting. What i got from birth is my aestethic and District 4.

"Yeah, glad I grew up in my world, despite the living in dog crates, needles and psyche damaging experiments. My wings have grown as I grew." She paused, "District 4?"

[angelbirdie]

riptate:

Tate stops in his tracks, shooting the girl a narrow glance. “Can you— Are you reading— Are you a mind reader?” He questions and slowly picks his pace back up, taking a long drag on his cigarette to help calm him down. Even though Tate was acting like all of this supernatural business wasn’t new for him, it still freaks him out a bit. He can’t even feel safe in his own thoughts now. A lopsided smile plays on his lips as he watches the girl cough. “I’ll take that as a no,” he says llightheartedly, noticing that they were approaching the milkshake shop on Elden. “Older sister? I can assume that they’re pretty controlling. I had a younger sister but she was killed.”

Angel didn't even flinch, merely turned to blink at him with her big, innocent blue eyes. "Yes. I also talk to fish, control people, breathe underwater, communicate with people in their minds...oh and I have wings." She spoke like it was the most simple thing in the world being able to do all these things. Slowly she realized what had happened. "Oh, I'm sorry for intruding. I'll stay out unless you tell me it's okay." She took another small drag before flicking the ash to the ground. "I'm the youngest, the baby. Max is the oldest, she's kinda the leader; so yeah controlling. Then there's Fang, Iggy, Nudge and my real brother the Gasman." She remembered the people she had lost and grew quiet. "I'm sorry she died."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

This is a strange world you live in. Is it why they are called Erasers? Because they lived so shortly before being erased. *A smile on his face, Finnick continued the grooming, feeling that he had the upper hand in the situation. With the girl telling him everything and him making her confortable.* I understand. The whitecoats would be very popular in the Capitol. I was not talking about your fashion. The Capitol inhabitants would pay a fortune to have wings like yours.

Angel snorted, "Yours isn't just as weird? That and possibly due to the fact they were trying to erase us from existence." Blue eyes closing, her dove white wings fluttered as her muscles stretched. She could feel his mind, hear his thoughts and see his emotions and she grinned. "They should make a creepy band. Sadly...they'd be unable to obtain wings like mine, had them from birth."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

I have no idea what you are talking about, but please continue. *he began grooming the wings, seeking for some reaction from the girl* Now that’s rather unpractical. Oh, I’m sure the people in The Capitol would envy you for them. Flawless is what they seek and your wings are just… I’ve seen way worse in Fashion.

"Erasers are human and lupine DNA. They morph into wolfish looking humans. Unlike us they only lived for about six years after becoming eraserfied." When he began grooming her wings she sighed softly; body instantly relaxing. The gesture seemed almost intimate, considering her wings were a major part of her anatomy. "It's odd but I just roll with things. Perfection...that's what the whitecoats wanted. The next age of genetically superior beings." She smiled just barely. "I'm not real picky with my fashion. I've gone weeks wearing the same clothes at a time, thankfully not anymore though."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

Why would people want to kill you? *he gets closer to her as he asked the question. He touches the wings, not caring if she wants it or not* It is not you, it’s the town. Although genetic mutation is not that extraordinary.

"We were dubbed as failures. We were to be expired like the Erasers but we fought back." She watched his hand reach out, most people were too frightened to really touch their wings. "Word of warning, there's this line. A boundary around the town, you step over it and everyone will forget you ever existed." She laughed softly. "Maybe not where you come from but in my world I'm considered a freak."

[angelbirdie]

"Well as I’m quickly piecing together here, most of us come from different worlds. Don’t ask how that works." Seeing as the man hadn’t made a big deal about her wings, she snapped them out. Practically sighing in relief.

[that-sexy-finnick-deactivated20]

I just arrived. And despite being intrigued by this place, it is hardly the strangest thing i could’ve imagined happening. *he raises an eyebrow at the wings* This is not quite what i was expecting today.

[angelbirdie]

"I like it here, no one is trying to kill me, I am actually living in a house! It's nice..." Outstretching her wings to their full wing span she relaxed letting them flutter. An innocent smile curved on her lips. "I'm sorry I do not exceed your expectations."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

It’s been centuries since DC has stop existing. Itex? The school? Never heard of it.

"Well as I'm quickly piecing together here, most of us come from different worlds. Don't ask how that works." Seeing as the man hadn't made a big deal about her wings, she snapped them out. Practically sighing in relief.

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

that’s sounds like the kind of things the Capitol would do. They probably sent me here as well…

"I don't know about the Capitol, unless you mean DC. We were created by some jerks part of a company called Itex, at a place called The School."

[angelbirdie]

riptate:

A hesitant, almost-awkward smirk pulls on his lips, wondering if her choice of words suggested that the two would be seeing each other more in the future. Tate drags on his cigarette slowly, striding down the sidewalk until he feels the blonde’s eyes burning through him. “Oh,” he exclaimed with a slight jump, immediately digging out his lighter and setting her cigarette ablaze. “Do you not smoke regularly?”

Angel could read his thoughts clear as day and absently spoke, "I see no reason why we wouldn't see each other more in the future." It was a habit she had picked up from being around the Flock her whole life. She never stopped to think of others privacy. Once the stick was lit the Angel like teen inhaled deeply. The smoke filed her lungs and burned her throat, resulting in a mild coughing fit. "Wow, that's nasty." She couldn't help letting out a short laugh before taking a milder drag, shaking her head. "My sister would kill us if she knew we ever smoked. She's not here now though."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

And how come do you have wings?

"Weeeell. Some mad scientists decided to play with recombinant DNA, so they combined human and avian DNA producing me and the rest of the Flock."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

I haven’t dealt in anything as common as money in years.

"Hmm...secrets huh. Not sure if it's much of a secret but I have wings."

[angelbirdie]

that-sexy-finnick:

Because that’s what people offers me for my company.

"Here I was under the impression people received money for their company."

[that-sexy-finnick-deactivated20]

[angelbirdie]

"If I had secrets, why would I tell a man I'd never seen in my entire life?"

[angelbirdie]

riptate:

"Don’t worry, I’m harmless." Tate gives the girl a side glance, even checking her out a bit before adding under his breath, "Sometimes." Reaching into his jacket pocket, he fishes out his pack of cigarettes—a bad habit he picked up over the years; he blames his mother. He extends her a single cigarette while puffing on his own. "How long have you been here?" 

Angel easily heard the muttered 'sometimes', he might as well have spoken it. "I think I will be the judge of that." She spoke almost musically, there was an unconscious sway to her walk. She peered at the extended cigarette before leaning over and taking the cigarette between pressed lips. Standing straight once more she blinked at him, silently asking for a light.

[angelbirdie]