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Tyra, half-bathed in shadow, still did not move from her chained-up corner, despite a hissy voice reaching her ears nearby. She did let out a threatening growl, making sure it was heard amidst all the arguing that was suddenly going on. Some cellmates enjoyed the entertainment, as squabbles were common, but currently, Tyra just wanted everyone to relax so her head would stop buzzing and she could concoct another escape plan.

Wayne. Fibere nodded to himself, satisfied by this information, before withdrawing to the back of the cell. This Wayne person could talk to Wolfell if he wanted. Fibere wasn't going to have any part of it.

At least he wasn't in trouble for waking the dragoness. Tales frowned, listening to the two argue. The child lowered his ears and shook his head.

"Can't we all just get along?" he asked. "We're all in the same boat together and.."

"What is it sir?" Wayne asked as Wolfell continued to remain silent.

Wayne began to get irritated due to the racket, he put on his best guard impression and shouted, "Silence the lot of ya! Otherwise we'll be in there tranq'ing all of you down,"

"I'm sure the rest of us manage to though," T'sara retorted. "Anyway, your voice sounds oddly mixed. Sounds a bit dragon, but a bit non-dragon. No wyvern, lindwyrm, hydra or long voice, either. Must be a new species. Well, it adds to my all-knowingness."

"All knowingness?"

The guards put Grundle back in the cell and lunch was served. He looked at the green goo on his plate, "What the h***?" He said, poking at it with a fork and it actually moved.

"None of you scare me! I mean you wouldn't even hurt such a beeaaauutiful girl would you?!" Vlight shouts holding on the bars tightly angrily looking around at the cells by her.

"Huh, Dragolet," T'sara commented. "Sounds like the age between a hatchling and a full dragon." She turned back to her diminutive cellmate. "Pretty much, anyway. Combine a long life with a long-term memory, and you're pretty much all knowing compared to those humans."

Grundle kept looking the green blob and looked up at the officer, "You're trying to feed me this gunk?" He said.

Really? Looking out of my cell, you appeared to have six limbs ... it reminds me of an insect. You know, the kind that you squash under your paw." Fae remarked to Shade.

The guard that gave Grundle his food went to Shade and Fae's cell. "Hey, you 2! Stop fighting! I've got your 'food'," He said, laying down the green gunk on trays in front of them.

Fae yawned as she sat in the safety of her cell, "Deary, cell bars, if I can't break them, then neither can you."

(So I've learned something new about Fae, when she has neither the need to act nice, nor is in a murderous mood, she can act really smug and sarcastic and such.)

"ENOUGH!" Tyra burst out in a snarl, stepping forward as much as possible. Her chains clinked as they strained against her weight, and she fought to reach farther, growling loudly in anger and frustration for her predicament. "So-called dragolet, quit your superiority statements. If anyone is the whelp, it is you. What do you have to brag about, anyway? You say nothing intimidates you, but here you are, throwing insults. Dragon scales? Don't make me laugh. Your skin is thinner than paper!" At this point the silver began digging into her skin, and she gave in to the strain and settled in the darkness of her cell once more. "The rest of you. Are you so bored that you take to mocking this idiot? There are so many other things you could be doing." Like looking in your cells for weaknesses. Observing guard moving patterns. Etcetera, etcetera. You could be out of my fur by now! she thought, but didn't voice them aloud due to the guards outside.

"Nice try, almost-dragon," T'sara purred. "You aren't an Elemental yet. As for the rest of you, I agree that he has a superiority problem, but I don't think we need any fights. Maybe."

"You better watch it as well, because you don't know anything about me yet!" T'sara hissed. "Okay, well maybe you do know something about me, but still, at least I have proof of my powers!"

"You are nothing, reptiles," Tyra growled lowly. "If you have oh-so-mighty powers, then why don't you prove them?"

Fibere noticed that the were-creature seemed to be emphasizing a lot on doing these type of things. These things as in anything but arguing with each other. Was it possible she was planning an escape, just like Wayne? If so, then she had a point. He twiddled his thumbs as he tried to visualize an image of each inmate. Wayne was human, but he was good at formulating strategies, from what the Taguel had gathered. The dragoness seemed to be physically strong, if her claims were true. And this dragolet also bragged of his strength. The werewolf was sturdy, and the other dragon was good with words. There were many of them besides those, of course, but he figured that some good could result if they'd stop squabbling. Fibere decided to take a stand. He was well aware that Wolfell might be lurking outside, however, so he kept it vague. "Attention! Um, I think we should stop fighting. Is there any reason for this, if you think about it? Look. We're all here because we have strengths. There's no disputing that."

Wayne aighed and sat back on the bunk, "This is the rowdiest prison I've ever been to. And this happens to be the.only.one that I'm locked up in as well, such lucl,"

Tales listened as they argued. The fox kit thought was best to stay out of it. And so, he did. He sat back and listened as they bickered, frowning the worse it got. The boy's eyes widened when he saw what power the other showed off. Even if it was only a bit, as stated.

"Ooh, you can glow pretty colors. Quite impressive," Tyra yawned sarcastically. Even from her dark corner of the cell she could see the slight bits of color Shade was radiating- his cell was across from hers, after all.

"I know, right, man?" Fibere mumbled to Wayne. "It's not even my fault this time!" Looking up, he cleared his throat to make himself heard. "Okay, okay, that's great! Let's stop, um, doing that and talk like civilized Taguel." He was afraid a guard would catch them in the act, further secure their bounds and ruin any plan of escape.
Escape. Fibere scratched the back of his head. To get out of here and actually be effective, he'd need his Beaststone. However, that was probably where all the objects deemed dangerous were kept. Or were they thrown out? If they threw out his Beaststone, he'd be mad. ...Quietly, that is. He didn't want to draw attention to himself.

"I would, but the guards themselves found me so powerful, they used apmething to neutralize most of them," T'sara snarled. "I already demonstrated my knowledge, werewolf."

"That's really cool," the child commented.

((Should we wait for Dino?)))

Wayne nodded at Fibere, "I totally agree, this rowdiness coulf be problematic"

(^ Very, that's what I'm doing.)

(I think that might be a good idea to wait.)

OOC: I don't really care anymore. I wasn't here for a while and it just got out of hand. You guys go on without me. I don't even know what's happening.
One last thing.

HEAVY GUARDS ARE SENT TO TRACK THE ESCAPED PRISONERS

OoC: Sorry. :c Do you want a recap or anything? I was just excited.

Quote: ShadowMewX

OoC: Sorry. :c Do you want a recap or anything? I was just excited.

OOC: Yes. DefiNITELY. ABSOLUTELY.

OoC: Alright! You left off where Wolfell had knocked on the prison bars, which left everyone else on edge. Everyone's locked up now, so there are no runaways! Many characters like T'sara, Shade, Vlight and Fae were arguing/bragging how powerful they are, while Tyra is provoking them to show off if they are that strong. Meanwhile, Yarne and Wayne want to rally all the prisoners together but are having problems because first of all, they won't shut up, and second, Wolfell is out there. Some characters, like Tales and Grundle, I believe, are trying to be neutral though.

(That pretty much sums it up nicely.)

(Yeah basically, Wolfell was about to talk to Wayne.)))

(Yep, exactly.

Wow, I'm surprised more hasn't happened while I was gone for a bit.)

Tales sat back and listened, wondering what sort of plan was in mind. They all wanted to escape this prison and the only way that was going to happen was if they worked together. Even if some of them didn't want to.

OOC: aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I'm back now, by the way.
hi
GOD I'VE BEEN GONE FOR A WHILE.
Thanks, ShadowMew. That was a good recap.

Uh, just a question, where is Wayne now? Has anything happened to him?

((Wayne is still in his cell, just talking to Tibere ))

OoC: No problem! And yup, Blackfury is right. Everyone's in their cells where you left off. Glad you're back!

(Yep, that's true. Welcome back by the way!)