Wu turned to Zane and said. “Could you send out your falcon to search for Lloyd? We must know what happened to him.” Zane nodded. “Of course.” He raised his arm and clicked a button under a hidden panel. After a moment, a lithe, titanium falcon swooped down from the dark sky and landed gracefully on the nindroid’s outstretched arm. The silver-colored metal body of the bird matched that of his master’s, save for the white gi Zane wore. He matched the falcon’s ice-blue, electronic gaze and said. “Find Lloyd, my friend. He could be in trouble. Hurry.” With that, he held his arm up higher, the the falcon flapped its metal wings and hopped off. With a cry that echoed throughout the sky, the bird took flight and disappeared into the night, leaving the group standing there. “Nya,” Wu called up to the figure at the helm, who had been watching. “How much longer until we reach the cave?” “We should be there by dawn, Sensei.” Nya answered. “Soon, then.” He faced the bow and pointed forward with his staff. “Look. The sun is rising.”
Of course I know that's not what you meant! My dirty brain just thought of that on it's own , I'm jealous of kids who don't know about all that adult trash yet, I want a clean mind again please!
Me, too! LEMME BE A MINDLESS BRAT AGAIN! I NEED MY CHILDHOOD BACK!!
It wasn't even a really good childhood, so I want to go back and change some stuff.
I'd want to change some stuff too, but I know that if I did it would change the present, and that could be good or bad. So I wouldn't.
1. Yay!! 2. I sometimes accidently forget about spinjitzu, and then I'm like " Oh yeah that's right! They can use spinjitzu! " 3. O.O poor kitty. 4. Lol, that funny.
1. 2. Yay Spinjitzu 3. In Jay's defense, the cat was going for our precious Zaney. 4. They should have taken a picture of that.
Jay glanced at Liana and asked. “What about her? What should we do?” “I’m right here, you know.” Liana snapped. “I may be blind, but I’m not deaf!” *** “Blind?” Nya stopped and turned around to see. Liana twisted in her direction and lifted her face coolly. The faint light from the helm shone on the scars slashed over her milky eyes, making them glow eerily. Nya gasped softly and stepped back, looking uncomfortable. “Ah! Oh. I, uh—Wow. The way you were fighting those cats, I thought you were—Sorry, I didn’t notice that you were. . .” Her voice trailed off awkwardly. She stood there staring for a moment, then turned away uneasily and walked to the helm.
1. Ok Jayfeather , take it easy. 2. For some reason I really like Nya's reaction.
For the first time, Liana cracked a small smile. “Glad to know I was able to impress the nunchuck expert. I’ve been using them since I was eight years old.” “Really?” Jay looked impressed. “I only started using them when I was—” “Ah-hem.” Wu gave Jay a stern look. “As you were saying. . . ?” **** Jay gave him a blank look, then blinked. “Ohh, right, right. Yeah, they totally saw her, and they’d probably recognize her if they saw her again. Why?” “ ‘Why?’ Because if they remember her as an ally of their enemy, her life could be in danger. If we let her go back to her family, they could capture her and try to use her to get what they want.” He responded sharply. Liana stared in Wu’s direction in dismay. “So then. . . I can’t go back to my relatives?” “I’m afraid not.” He replied gently. “They seem to have spies everywhere, which may be how they found us so quickly, and I can’t think of a better way to keep you safe than for you to stay with us until this trouble is sorted out.” Liana opened her mouth as if to protest, then closed it. She frowned and lowered her unseeing gaze, twisting her mouth in thought. After a moment of silence, her shoulders slumped and she sighed. “Yeah. . . OK. That sounds good.” Wu gave her a look of sympathy. “Thank you. I know it’ll be hard, but this may be the best option.” She shrugged, looking as if she wanted to drop the subject.
1. That's smart, having Wu cut him off since the ages aren't exactly known for sure. 2. Now Liana HAS to stay with the ninja, she has no choice. This I like!
Lazy? LAZY? You are talking to a girl who has to get up at 8:30, compared to 9 or 10, maybe 11, on a Saturday to go to play practice for 7 hours of my day (10-4), and I will be trying to dance during the whole time. (I really stink at dancing. I'm tempted to ask if I can some one-on-one time with our instructor at some point. )
So you still think I'm lazy?
No. Not at all. Now I'm ashamed of myself. Forgive me, She-Who-Is-Not-Lazy. I grovel at your non-lazy feet. but you're the one who called yourself lazy in the first place
{JAMMERS! -ninjagofanmam- ONLY!} I think sometime -- most likely once I've finished up with this story or at least a little while from now -- I ought to post "Runaway" here. Jon liked the idea. What do you think?