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Post by Jess King on Aug 14, 2014 20:30:21 GMT
Zalman ArtarJess laid on a rock deep in the forests, staring at the sky, moments in time rushing through her mind. Her old life in San Francisco. That time when she met Logan and he tossed her a beer. The happy reunion she had with her brother Jack and how she had that big break-down in tears after admitting her crush on Logan. She sighed and frowned at the thought of Logan's face. Why did she like him? She had no clue. He had no sense of humor whatsoever, something that Jess kind of liked. "Argh!" She yelled in frustration. Why couldn't she make up her darn mind about Logan? She thought she heard footsteps and she growled and yelled "Who are you! Stay away!" without a second thought.
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Post by Zalman Artar on Aug 15, 2014 0:04:12 GMT
Ahh, the freedom! Zal couldn't help but smile as he stretched his large black wings, relishing the sweet feeling of having them exposed and in the air. Five years. It had been five years since he had last flown in the forest behind his home on the beach in Sweden. The country (don't want to put a label on it) he now called home had tainted and different sky's than back home, but it was a sky. And Animalia Academy was the safest you could get if you were a half blood, unless you decided to take a permanent trip do death.
Zalman folded his wings and plummeted to the ground, stomach dropping. At the last moment, right before hitting head-on into a tree, he opened his wings again and instantly the wind brought him back up. The teen smiled and opened his arms to the sky, wings holding him aloft. His shaggy white hair wiggled like worms in a wind tunnel as he reached high speeds.
Suddenly, Zal's hawk hearing picked up an enraged yowl. Carefully, he slowed his flight, hovering with a leg raised as he looked down, trying to find the source. There, obviously frustrated, a girl with jet black hair laid on a rock. With a grin, Zalman fluttered to the ground, touching ground a few yards behind the girl. Closing his wings, Zal approached, a crooked grin plastered to his face.
"Aw, but I've only just arrived!" He complained, grinning humorously. "I mean, it was only yesterday I came to the academy! Why must I leave now motha?" Hopefully some humor would cheer the upset girl. Zalman's wings fluttered in excitement as he rounded the rock, swinging his legs around to sit nearby. After a few moments, he stretched out his hand, grinning. "I'm Zal. Of course that's a nickname. Names can get annoying, if I may say."
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Post by Jess King on Aug 15, 2014 22:58:50 GMT
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She smiled at the boy's humor. Heh, he was kind of cute even, cuter than Logan. "Sorry, I... I guess I'm quite sensitive around new people." Jess joked. Now that she looked at him closer, walking towards him, he was kinda cute. He had wings and a great sense of humor. And, his name was Zal. She proudly took his outstretched hand and shook it. "Why, nice to meet you Zal. I'm Jess, or you can call me J."
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Post by Zalman Artar on Aug 15, 2014 23:17:32 GMT
|Oooopss| "Well, nice to meet you," He replied, grinning wildly. The BLOND-haired girl wasn't too girly, it seemed. "You have a good handshake, you know." Zal stretched his black wings, feathers ruffling together.
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