Jaybird

@whalekeeper

XD

@koshka

Poor Rory. I actually feel bad.

Rory

Rory hoked back another sob and sucked in a shuddering breath. “My navigator was injured. The fire got him across the right side of his face, neck, and shoulder. He…. he broke down and started crying, and I held him. He was just a kid, Leo. We all were! It was the first time I had ever seen one…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Maniacal laugh.

@whalekeeper

Bwahaha. YES.

@ellette-giselle

Leo

Fury, red hot and searing, boiled up in his throat. Leo closed his eyes, trying to choke it down.

Inexperienced, trainies, used as test pilots. No escape plan. Destress calls ignored. Fire,screams, acrid smoke. And the lost. His fists clenched.

Stay calm. Keep control for the kid. He doesn’t need your anger.

He exhaled…[Read more]

@theducktator

Joining to do history class

@hybridlore @whalekeeper @theducktator

Jumping in on this conversation, hehehe…

I’m going to prom this year!! But not a homeschool one. I’m a sophomore, and my school (a hybrid/private school) lets all high schoolers go since our high school isn’t as big as a public school, lol. I’m so excited!!

Also… if any of y’all go to a homeschool pr…[Read more]

@koshka

Ha. Leo would ask.

Rory

Rory stepped into the break room. “I… I don;t know. Just an engine. An engine that didn’t work…”

He sat down on the couch and stared at his hands. “There were four of us, Leo. It was a new plane they had built. It was like a fighter jet, but a little bigger, and there were two gunners, a pilot, and a…[Read more]

@linus-smallprint

Of course! I only wish I’d seen it sooner.

@linus-smallprint

Haha, says the guy talking to the lady with 16!

Thanks, I got it.

@ellette-giselle

Leo

He blinked in the dim lighting. No good memories, huh. And no childhood either. He’d just have to what he could do about that.

But the kid had been training as a pilot. Had crashed, like Jake. The terror still clung to him too. Leo swallowed and put an arm around the kid’s shoulders.

He let the quiet of the basement deep…[Read more]

@theducktator

Because Alistair is an amazing name. Not fit for a duck-thing.

😂

@elishavet-pidyon

*screech of annoyance*

KP IS NOT NOTIFYING ME AT ALL ABOUT ANYTHING!!!!!

I loved this so much!! It was really, really good! I love your style!

It says access is denied. Is there any way you can let me on? My Microsoft email is

rosewood.debate658@passinbox.com

@linus-smallprint

AHH!!! NO!!!

I never saw this!!!!!

I was snooping on someone’s profile and tracked a comment down here and that’s how I found it!!! Ugh. KP! I’ll look at this as soon as I can. I try to respond to everything I get tagged for, so if I don’t respond it;’s because I didn’t get the tag.

@theducktator

YES!!! OPTION TWO! EVERYONE DIES!

@koshka

Ooo! Mystery!!

Rory

Rory laughed in a choked sort of  way. “Everything. I don’t have good memories, Leo.” He paused. “Well… I guess I wouldn’t want to forget the church… or you… or holding Quincy…” his voice trailed away. He lifted his shoulders several times. Images flickered through his mind. The child under the bed… tiny hands shie…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Leo

Mind wiping tech? Sure he’d heard of it. But had he ever wished it be used on him…

Green eyes. Dark, and too often full of pain she couldn’t hide, but happy because she’d had another day to tell him it was going to be okay.

“No, or not anymore. I have wished many times that I could go back and do things, say things,…[Read more]

@koshka

Leo’s voice reached out, grounding Rory in the present. He followed the older boy out into the hall. His legs felt shaky, and he whipped his sweaty palms against his pants. He tried to shake away the memory but it still clung to him, moving the images in his mind with reality. Rory forced himself to focus. Leo was real, this hall was r…[Read more]

@hybridlore

Ah. 10:30 EST, so 9:30 Cent. I should be able to join, Lord willing and the creek don’t rise.

@ellette-giselle

Yay! *Grins like I just got handed a cream puff*

Leo

Wouldn’t let it happen? Leo swallowed and shook his head.

“No. Kid. There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Leo stepped closer to put his arm around Rory’s shoulders. He knew this wasn’t a matter of if the boy would have these nightmares, but when. “Don’t worry about these pickles…[Read more]