RP Starting!

FancyRayOfLight

Light Itself
((I'm So sorry! I thought I started it but then I took some time off RpN because school started and I was overwhelmed.))


Ximenna sat in her crate at the School. She was just another one of the experiments, hybrids, but that was going to end. She, and some of the other hybrids near her, were escaping. They would get out of this place, figure out how to survive by themselves, make lives for themselves that were at least halfway normal. They would break free from these cages, run away and never turn back.


She waited for the cue from either Giv, Miley, Teddy, or Taria that she could get out. In her hand, she fingered a key card, something she had managed to grasp from the last whitecoat that entered the room, working on the cage Stacked on top of hers, where a rabbit/dog hybrid was being taken to the operating room. Ximenna had managed to reach two fingers between the bars of her cage and swipe the item from the busied whitecoat. Her part was done. 


She reached forward, confirming that her cage door was open just a smidge, enough for her to push it open and jump out but not enough for the whitecoats and Erasers to see that it was open. Perfect. Now all that was left was putting their plan into action. 


She thought back to when she ran away, when the School had kidnapped her. All the pain, the individual operations after that. It was time to go back to the way things used to be, minus her dad. She had no idea where he was anymore, after these years. She didn't think about him a lot, but now that she was leaving this place the memories creeped back in to those days, when she never would hsve guessed that running away would end in this. 


She looked toward her companions' cages expectantly, waiting for some sort of noise that signified that they were safe. 
 
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Taria was pressed backwards within the corner of her cage, softly croaking as she gazed around the room, waiting for an indication that they were on and ready. Yes, she was safe, but she was trapped, contained, claustrophobic. She was uncomfortable, with the box, with the room around her, to be waiting, waiting for freedom. 


She could hardly remember the outside world. Taria has barely even experienced it. The anticipation was suffocating. Staying here was suffocating. The room held a tense air, filled with tension and fear and danger, but the prospect of freedom excited her. She doesn't really have anyone she'd want to reunite with, or any particular place that she wanted to go to. She just wanted to live outside, anywhere, preferably in any heavy crowded streets of a fresh city, populated with people. She dreamed of people-watching.


Her part with the plan? It was to create a diversion, didn't matter what kind, if only for a few moments, to allow at least a little extra time for the others to get out of their cages and escape the vast room that contained them. It was an easy part, mostly for her, but it was one that put her in great danger. Even without trying, they always seemed irritated, mad enough to yell at her on occasions for nothing but a little noise. What if she got caught, and left behind? 



Well, that would mean she would have to be as slippery and fast as she could possibly can. It's quite hard to catch an uninjured pigeon. 


Yes, she was ready herself. She crawled forward, slouching under the short ceiling of her prison, as she peered through the bars for her mates.. How long has it been, she wondered.
 
Teddy leaned back, his wings uncomfortably huddled behind him as he pressed them against the cold metal of the cage. From across the row he could see Ximenna beginning to get antsy. He put his pinky to his lip, grinning toothy behind it,, a strange cue he picked up that he used to motion to his friends that he was using his emotion manipulation. But today it wasn't for that, it was just to say 'wait.' While usually he'd take this moment to calm down the room, especially after seeing Winfred, the rabbit-dog that usually lived above Ximenna was taken. And they hadn't brought him back yet.


It was always tense after occasions like this, and Teddy used his powers usually to make everyone feel better until the bad thoughts of 'Will I be next?' passed. But they were escaping tonight, and that meant he needed his friends to be on their toes. They always had to be though, even with his powers he couldn't take away the sense of fear always surrounding his friends. The thought of it made him frown slightly, before he shook himself out of the funk, they had things to do.


Teddy next looked to Taria, shifting his right wing in her direction as if to wave, a small thing he did to his fellow bird-person. He offered her a small grin, almost considering giving her some relief from her tension, but it'd have to wait until after they were free. He scanned all of his friends again, knowing they were each going over their own pieces of the plan.


He sat up as much as he could, frowning as he thought of his own. He wasn't around for much, pretty much just a look out until they got out of the building. Then he was to stay behind to fight off anyone he could before launching into the sky to use his instincts to find his way back to his friends. It had plenty of room to go wrong, but he didn't let on that he felt worried about it at all, his job was to keep everything under control. 
 
((So here is what i got. ))


Miley picked at her nails as she watched her ‘friends. ‘ She knew them and talked to them. Hell she was going to escape with them, but she couldn’t consider them friends. She was planning on leaving them after they had escaped. She didn’t want to be with them, or with anyone. She waited sitting near the back of her cage, though kennel was a better word, It was smaller than a cage. Her eyes went back and forth as she listened. She could hear the tiny sounds of Ximenna getting her cage opened. She smirked.


She leaned forward slightly to see the white coats still in the room. There weren’t many. She slowly slid her nail, claw, under her lock and unlocked her cage door slowly. They didn’t notice. Which was good. Quickly she leaned back into her corner of the kennel and lowered her ears. She could wait. She had waited this long already. She could wait some more. Patentice wasn’t her thing, but she could deal with it if it meant freedom.


The plan was simple. Everyone had a part. Hers was to wait til everyone got out of their cages and start to take down guards and white coats that they missed. Which would be a lot. She hadn’t filed her nails or teeth in a few days and they were sharp. She was ready to tumble.



She looked up from her thoughts to see Teddy giving his grin. It meant he was up to something. She didn’t know what. She didn’t want to either. She looked back down waiting for her signal going over her part. She didn’t want to lose it. She may not want to stay with the others, but they were all experiments. She wasn’t going to leave them behind in this awful place. Get out of the cage, take down enemies. Escape.  Get out of the cage, take down enemies. Escape.  Get out of the cage, take down enemies. Escape. She repeated in her head. 
 
Ximenna listened closely to the soft bustling of whitecoats around the room. She waited impatiently, though she didn't show it for fear one of them was watching. C'mon, just finish up and get out of here! She thought. She was slumped in hee cage as she would be on any other day, so that nobody would be suspicious. She wondered what others were doing. 


She would be leading everyone out. She didn't quite know how, but she assumed with the help of the others it wouldn't be too hard. As long as they helped. If not, well, she would be lost and they would never get out. This was a big responsibility, and she really hoped she trusted her senses enough. She felt the floor of her kennel and found her cane folded at the back wall. That would be a crucial item for her, since she couldn't see. She just hoped it didn't draw more attention to them. They needed to stay low and get out quick. 


That's when she heard the footsteps start to fade away, then the door to the room open and close. Then it was silent. She waited ten long, tense minutes, but still no sounds. She assumed everyone was gone. It was night, which she knew by the fact that besides Winfred, there had been no experiments taken out or put back. She was pretty good at keeping track of who was taken and when they were put back, from the noises she had long ago made a mental map of the place. 


She slowly started unfolding her cane, creaking open her cage inch by inch as she did so as not to make too much noise. She motioned for the rest of them to follow her, heading straight until her cane bumped the door, so she stopped. 
 

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