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6692: Cassidy

While unguarded, the treasury of Atlantis still had its defences in the form of its solid metal walls, double metal doors and a large lock bolting said doors shut. The plants pried jealously at the minute gaps in the metal, like they were furious to be denied entrance to any part of their domain. Every inch of Atlantis was covered in their mutant plant life, crawling into every kind of habitat that the dome supported. Still, for who knows how many years, the vau...

The Atlanteans weren't exactly quiet about the presence of a treasury somewhere in the dome, music to Cassidy's ears. The idea of somewhere this big and fancy storing all of their goodies in one place was too tempting to resist, and she knew she had to at least try to break into it and peruse the treasures inside. Piper was unusually agreeable about it, usually giving a few token excuses of protest about any idea Cassidy had but this one seemed to have piqued he...

Wisteria took the vines she had acquired and quickly ran around the Euoplos. Doing what Cassidy wanted, to help tie them up. It took but a few moments for Wis to use the vines. Being small was a huge perk in order to be swift. Moving her small body across the Euoplos with the vines, in a criss-cross way, nearly making a figure eight betwe...

Cassidy let her eye roam over the twins as they inspected the Iguanodon guards they had managed to incapacitate. Piper had a steady stream of blood dripping from her claw, clearly not belonging to the Iggy, and she was holding it close to her chest, soaking the breast feathers in crimson. Sparrow wasn’t any better, the site of his collision with the wall having bloomed into a swelling that began to crowd his mouth and eye. ...

Rebellion suited Cassidy, she thought to herself. The exhilaration of causing ruckus for the sake of protecting others had yet to be matched by anything in her criminal past. She didn't want to let it slip to the others, but she felt like this was her true calling, guerilla warfare in the jungles of Atlantis and beating back the threats to the islands. It was entirely out of selfish reasons, she wanted to keep her home intact, she wanted her gang member back, sh...

When the foliage of the Atlantean jungle finally parted, it felt almost like it was spitting the three raptors out. They trudged, feathers laden with moisture into a clearing, finally free from the constant gripping and groping of the lively plants in this strange new world. Piper laid on her back, spread out on the short grass with her feathers splayed, hoping the heat of the lamps above her would help dry them out. She didn't speak, too exhausted to even bothe...

With the Euoplo disabled the two raptors stood patiently at the foot of the prison's watchtower, keeping an eye on Piper's ascent along the vines. Feeling their eyes on her, the raptor was suddenly struck with performance anxiety, her claws shaking as she grasped for the next vine. She scrambled up the last few feet of stone wall, grateful for the freakish durability of these vines. She hadn't climbed like this since she was a hatchling and she hadn't been sure ...

The jungles of Atlantis were strangely quiet, Piper thought to herself. She was lying in wait near the prisons she suspected contained their lost gang member Cathedral and waiting made her nervous. From the vague sounds of chaos she could barely hear through the thick foliage she knew the other half of the gang were causing trouble and she itched to join them instead of keeping watch. She wondered vaguely if Cassidy had stuck her here to keep her from the fun, b...

As the fire crackled from the bunker and the cries of trapped Atlanteans spread through the jungle, the trio were already making tracks back to where they had come from. The march of empty-handed warriors were picking up speed the further they travelled, word was getting around about the fire and soon they were mobilising forces to put it out, leaving them another opening to enact the second half of their plan. The plant storage was harder to find now that all t...

Cassidy’s nose twitched as she repressed another sneeze. Ever since setting foot in the dome of Atlantis the plant life had been disagreeing with her in some way or another. Her leg was still bleeding after some kind of leafy tripwire had snagged her earlier, barely a few minutes into their infiltration. It had made her more than cautious, she was practically paranoid as the gang worked their way slowly through the dense jungle. Forced to split into smaller gr...

Cathedral's wings caught an updraft and she let it carry her high above her companions, taking in the view from above. The air of Isla Kela was still to be savoured, her lungs still weak from their months spent in the Ashlands of Isla Pera. Cassidy had been looking keenly at her for the last few weeks of their time there, perking up at the slightest hint of a cough. Cathedral had been paranoid that she had noticed the sickness that had plagued her and was about ...

Ever since she donkey-kicked her way out of the egg, Cassidy's mothers knew she was trouble. Neriya and Bandit watched in bemused disbelief as the pale pink hatchling fought her way out of her shell prison. She turned her equally pink eyes to her parents, scowling accusatorily at them like they had been the ones to put her in there. Which, to be fair to the brand new hatchling, she wasn't entirely wrong. Struggling to her feet, she managed to knock over one of h...

Miku waded into the shallow waves on the beach, letting the water skirt around her ankles and feeling the cool, soft sand spread beneath her weight. The sea was always so beautiful, even on the most miserable of days her stormy presence could swoon even the darkest of hearts. Miku didn't live by the coast all year round, but she made as many trips out as a Shuno could manage. Every summer especially, down to the azure waters to sink up to her chest and let the w...