Mutant Hangout

I stop and think. "What if I'm like , ninja stealth sneaky?"

I raise and eyebrow. "Max has an all seeing Voice in her head. Don't try it."

"Crap." I mutter "What do you mean all seeing voice?"

I shrug. "Sometimes I get it too. I have no idea what it is."
She is the first one here. Make friends with her. She could be useful.
Oh, there it goes again. Voice, shut up.

"Like, most people have their minds as voices...." I was pretty sure that's not what he meant. "Does it sound like someone you know? Or like yourself?"

I shake my head, sending a weird emo like hair flip affect. "It's just. . . . .like a buzzing in my ear." I get up and stretch out my wings. "Wanna fly?"

I laugh at his hair. I point to it and say "You look kind of emo, but sure." I stretch out my wings, noticing his were a lot longer.

I smile. 14 ft. of black and they call me emo? Eh, I can understand that. I take a leap and fall out of the cliffs. I glide around and take a few flaps.

I jump off the cliff like a suicidal maniac then gently glide up near the cave thing we were in. I toss of my baseball cap so I wouldn't lose it. I flap up a little higher so I could get a better view of this place.

I smile and look over the forests. I look at her and say: "Race?"

I grin. "To there?" I point to the forests he was looking at. "I'm game."

I nod and fly until my wings brush slightly. "GO!" I take off and flap hard.

I fly after him. "No fair! I wasn't ready!" I shout, even though I was only a few feet behind him.

I smile and laugh. I fall back alittle.

I raise an eyebrow when he falls back. "Don't just let me win," I say with a grin. "But if you give me the oppurtunity, I might as well take it!" I flap harder and try to pass him.

I smile and use my little ability. 400 mph flying. "Forgot to tell you this!" I say as I zip past her and the woods. I veer and fall into the dense forests. "AIIEE!" I scream. The branches snap against my wings and I feel a shrp jab to my ribs.

"Wow, that was really smart," I say when he crashes into the woods. I speed up and fly into the trees, following him. I land on a branch, and look around. I see him falling through some branches. I raise an eyebrow. "You okay?"

I lay on the ground and smirk. Blood pours out of my forehead and my side.

Ew, blood. "Oh just wonderful," I mutter. I jump down and rip the bottom edge of my shirt. I hand it to him. "Apply the pressure to your head, it should stop the bleeding." I look at his side. "Were going to need a bigger bandage for that, though."

I push the thing hard on my head as I strip off my shirt. "Here."

I take the shirt. "Um, what do you want me to do with it? And where's the hospital-type-thing around here?" I can tell now that that will be useful to know.

I roll my eyes. "Just take the bigger "bandage"." Why do I feel like this is what people go through when they talk to me.

"Okay..." I fold the shirt so it's kind of a bandage that he can tie around him. If he ties it on tight enough, it should be enough pressue to at least slow the bleeding. "Can you stand?"

I take the shirt and tie it tight around my side. "Yeah. . .I think." I say as I rise. My wings droop and are blood splattered.

"You look healthy!" I say sarcastically "How are your wings?"