(Copy and paste it, then fix grammatical errors, delete extra comments made by us, add some meat(AKA details, but I like calling it meat haha), maybe add some coding, figure out a title, and we're done!)
(I made that sound a lot more simple than it actually was...)
(And yeah xD)
(Though to be fair they're both terribly awkward)
(This'll probably be the last reply)
(I'll copy what I've written and then message you with it on your wall)
"Do keep in mind that we need to also get your phone and weapon belt when breaking out," Viri replied wearily. "I still have my dagger. I hid it under my wing."
The IceWing watched as his cellmate murmured something to the wall. Who the heck is he talking to?
After Viri was pretty sure the SkyWing was completely asleep, she sat up and looked at the wall. She bent down near the hole where she and Deathclock had talked earlier and whispered, "Psst, Deathclock. We need to get out, since I do NOT want to stay here. This SkyWing is kinda creeping me out..."
(Well, they are sleeping, so, yeah. I sorta want them to interact with the heros/villans of this story (considering Viri is a thief and Deathclock a serial murderer but there both the main characters) more)
Deathclock got up from the bed when he heard Viri's voice and went back to the hole. "Well, we can't just walk out of here. Plus, were in different cells. So, I don't see what you except us to do here."
(Yeah, that's what I meant. I probably should've elaborated on that a little more)
"Someone's being pessimistic today," Viri grumbled, tapping her snout with her talon. "Well, I don't know about you, but I don't want to spend the night here. We're getting a trial in the next few days. While I might only be in jail for a couple months to a few years, you're probably gonna be here for life."
Deathclock laughed. "You really think that? Just give me about two days?" He scratched the back of his head. "Besides, we have some time. I don't believe we'll be able to get out in one night. Especially with our cellmates."
"Dude, you're an assassin," Viri pointed out, laughing a bit as well. "And the authorities don't like that. But just because we won't be able to get out today doesn't mean we can't plan! The faster we get out, the better."
Deathclock nodded, though he wasn't sure if Viri could see his head. "Yeah, I agree. About the planning thing, of course. Gonna be difficult, course. Ya can't just walk out of prison. Or, at least, you can't without getting shot."
"Okay. Well, let's start," Viri said, poking at the wall. She wanted to see if she could make the hole wider or something. "First off, we should do it at night. We'll blend into the shadows and be hard to catch."
Deathclock nodded. "Hm. Yeah, we'll right into the shadows. So, how do we exactly escape in the first place? We suppose to play the Escapists? Damn, where's that one call when you need it? Why don't we even get a call? Is that, like, something to wait for, or...?"
Viri opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it so she could think. "Well, uh, we can figure this out," she told him slowly, as she was still trying to think of a plan. "And I suppose we can't really call anyone since that might give away their location. But this jail looks poorly maintained. I guess this city must not have much money. Or at least they use it for something other than updating their jails."
Deathclock nodded. "There's also a lack of law here. No wonder. Chipping away will be easy. All we need is a poster of some dragoness to hide the hole away from the cops. That always works in movies and video games. Or maybe I can get ahold of Venomcurse. Or perhaps there is a space we can squeeze through. Us Deathwings are pretty flexible."
Viri wasn't really sure how to respond to that, so instead she asked, "Uh, should we try and make the hole we're talking through larger or something? Might be easier for us to actually hear each other.."
Deathclock nodded. "That might work. Wait a sec. If I'm right..." He put his talon into the hole, and traced the floor of it. Back then, Deathwings use to have posion in there talons. Maybe... The hole seemed to singe slightly. He was right. It would take slow work, though, for the hole to get more then a inch bigger.
"Oh wow cool," Viri mumbled, peering at the hole. "I wish I could do something like that. I have absolutely no powers, if you don't count night vision. Wait, actually I have another power but it isn't really important. Actually, scratch that. It's helped me escape from some incidents, but uh it's really hard to explain." She paused for a moment and her eyes glittered playfully when she heard Deathclock yawn. "And I thought you never really got tired, hmm?"
Deathclock stopped. "Well, I'm not exactly not a dragon, now I am? Besides, I have to sleep sometimes. It keeps me sane. Besides, tomorrow we're gonna be meeting some REAL criminals. Which might not be easy, considering your... That type of criminal. But, yeah. I'm gonna go to bed now." He went back to the rough bed and laid down on it, closing his eyes.
The Skywing tilted her head. Well, the hybrid must have been half asleep. The cell door opened automatically to let the prisoners out. The Skywing wacked her tail on the hybrids side, just hard enough to fully wake her up. She then headed out of the cell.
As his cell door opened automatically, Deathclock stepped out with a yawn.
Luceat walked quickly down the hall, took a sharp left at a corner, and came to the cafeteria.
Viri glanced around once she exited her cell, on the lookout for any dangerous-looking criminals. She spotted Deathclock up ahead and speed-walked towards him, nearly tripping over herself a couple times.
Even though she was the only one sitting at the table, the dragons close to her table seemed to be nervous in the Skywings presence. Suddenly, a green Rainwing seemed to quickly slither up to the table with his tray, and sat right next her.
He had a crazed look in his eyes. He looked insane. And he was.
"Morning, Reggie." The Skywing smiled.
"Morning, Annabell." The Rainwing said back, giving a look sided smile, one of his eyes trailing off while his other still focusing on her.
(Aaaah rip I forgot about this, sorry!! I read it in the morning but was unable to respond because I had to get ready for school, and then I forgot to go back to it this afternoon)
(Sorry if my posts are a little late, I just have a bit going on at the moment! When school gets out/when I finish the art I have to, I'll definitely be more active!)
Viri shrugged and got in line. She gripped her tray and looked at the porridge and sausages they gave her. They didn't look that bad.
Once she had stolen a few fruit cups to stuff in her pocket, Viride sat down at an empty table and waited for Deathclock.
Luceat looked over at one of his companions and grabbed three of the sausages. The dragon he had stolen from started yelling at him, and before long the two were engaged in a scuffle. Several jail staff started yelling and ran over, trying to break up the fight.
Viride began to eat as Deathclock sat down. She made a small noise of approval and began to have some more.
"It's actually pretty good," she mumbled in between bites. "Either that or I'm just really hungry. Oh, and I was able to steal a couple of those fruit things-" She paused and rolled her eyes when the fight broke out. "-anyways, we should talk about the escape plan. Quietly, of course. I suggest we raid the kitchens while trying to get your stuff back, though. I am not leaving without some more of these sausages."
(Should we ignore Luceat and Annabell while they plan or..?)
Viri saw the glint in Deathclock's eyes and frowned at him. "No. We aren't killing anyone. We must be sneaky and silent and most importantly, unnoticeable. I saw we escape through one of the vents or something like that."
Deathclock shrugged. "It's never that easy. And we can't just do the whole thing in the day. We need to gather resources, and stuff like that. Some allies on our side might be good." He looked at Luceat, then at the Skywing, Annabell. "Maybe you should try getting to know your cellmate more."
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhh," Viri sighed, looking at her cellmates as well. She looked back at Deathclock and told him, "Dude. We can't just wait around. We're going to have a trial, remember? We have to escape before then. They might cart us off to larger jails far away from here. And besides, getting to know her might take too long."
"We can do it!" Viri replied cheerfully. "We've escaped on shirt notice from cops several times, AND spied on the owner of that hideout! We can escape! Wow, that was the most optimistic I've ever been."
Deathclock shrugged. "I don't think it's been that many times, and, this is JAIL. Much bigger then being chased by cops. And, let's not forget, you broke your elbow when we spied on the boss. But, maybe you're right."
"Then you need to learn how to count," Viri retorted. "Not to mention we survived that explosion. And okay, fine, there was that, but we didn't get CAUGHT. Stop being so cranky. Now that that's settled, let's PLAN ALREADY."
(Just saying, I might not answer that much this week because I'm going on a trip(I get back next Sunday or Monday))
"Uhhh," Viri mumbled as the SkyWing walked over. She was a bit unnerved by her voice- how sweet yet deadly it was. Unconsciously, she shifted a little closer to Deathclock, as if hoping he'd get rid of the creepy SkyWing. "I guess it is..?"
(The wifi went out at the hotel today(I'm on a trip), so when I finally got on I had forgotten about this(I'd read it last night but was unable to reply because my parents were yelling at me to sleep, so...)
(And the thing about Luceat can be true!)
"Dang it," Viri cursed, kicking a small rock. "I was hoping this would be a good way to get out. Looks like we'll have to stick to vents, then..."
Luceat felt someone staring at him and whipped his head around, trying to spot the antagonist. He saw Annabell looking at him, which made the IceWing a little suspicious.
Deathclock sighed. "I don't know, it's just, since I met you, I haven't been acting like myself! I'm usually all humorus, witty, postive, dashing, flirty! Heck, if I was my normal self, I would probably be cracking puns or flirting with you right now!"
Viri frowned slightly, not sure if he meant it in a good way or bad way. Probably bad. "Well," she started carefully. "I suppose it's not every day you go on an adventure with someone who's practically a stranger, eh? And I think you've been pretty humorous lately. Also, it's actually a good thing that you aren't flirting with me- otherwise I'd probably punch you in the snout. Maybe."
She ended with a small, slightly nervous laugh, but inside her mind was churning.
Deathclock was quiet for a moment, his face being hidden underneath his hat. Then, suddenly, he laughed. "Yeah, your right." He held his head up, putting his tail around his talons. "It's just weird for me. But, honestly, I can sorta see why I've been acting like this."
Deathclock smiled. "Ok then! So, vents. How will we unscrew the vents? We need a screwdriver, which is illegal in prison. We might need to get a job. Maybe doing dishes. Collect some spoons. Chip our way out. Ah, no, that only works in movies... Kitchen knife! We can use that to unscrew it!"
Deathclock did a facetalon. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that? I'm so stupid!" He then nodded at Viri. "Alright, then. Dang, if it's really that easy, I don't see how there are still prisoners in here."
"Ya know, I just remembered Timehunter... I wonder if he knows I'm here..."
"Yeah," Viri nodded, looking at Deathclock. "Probably for lunch. But now that we have that down, we need to figure out what we do after we have the vent covers down. How do we get out? Oh, and keep in mind that I want to raid the kitchen. They had some good food."
Viri laughed a little, adding, "Well, it wasn't really broken. It's fine now, haha. Anyways, I guess we could do that. Wait- here's another problem. Our cellmates. They might see us and call the jail people."
Deathclock nodded. "Yeah, I guess your right. Or they might try to escape with us. But, who knows, if we let them go, they might burn down the city. Espiecally probably Annabelle. We could wait until they fall asleep..."
"I suppose we have to wait," Viride muttered, leaning against the fence. She saw some prisoners playing basketball on the other side of the court, and started to watch them for a few seconds, relatively bored. "Welp, either we'll wait in complete silence until lunch or talk while waiting. Those seem like solid options there."
Viri let out a snort, setting down the fry and instead moving to her peach. While she spoke, she sliced the peach neatly with her claws. "A rat is looking better than one of these fries right about now."
"A little?" Viri asked, raised her eye arches. She picked up a fry and some grease dripped off of it. She dropped it, looking down at the floppy fry with disgust. The hybrid picked up a slice of her peach and threw it into her mouth, bobbing her head. "'Tis good," she mumbled.
Deathclock nodded. "Not like we have to eat the fries anyway." He nodded at a small crowd of dragons already throwing there own fries in the garbage can. "But sometimes you don't have a choice." He began eating his burger.
Viri shrugged, popping another peach slice in her mouth. She'd only eat those fries if she was starving with supermarkets around, but as that wasn't the case, she just pushed them to the edge of that tray.
"That's why it's good to live near a convenience store or something," she mumbled, chewing.
Deathclock chuckled. "I don't eat much. That's something you have to learn as an assassin." He nodded. "Rala taught me that." He took another bite of the burger, before realizing what he just said. No. Oh, nononono....
"...Alright," Viri said slowly, a skeptical expression on her snout. She recognized the face he had whenever he had a flashback or was remembering something. It was kinda cute, being honest, since his face got all dreamy and-
She quickly pushed away that thought, and tried to focus on what was going on. Why Deathclock was so secretive puzzled her- though then again, she wasn't one to spew all her sercrets to everyone as well. Usually she spewed all her secrets to everyone on accident.
"Sure," the hybrid nodded. "Yep. Totally believe it. Yes."