please (6-15)

please comment on this blog we work so hard to keep up...

-both of us

6-11-09

Sorry it's been so long.  Raven and I had a little run-in with our government friends.  We've relocated again.  Hopefully we can stay here longer than the last one.

~Lorcan 

5-26-09

Please, help me make a decision.  Leave a comment with your opinion.  Should I stay here and wait for Lorcan (it's been three days already), or should I try to find him?

-Raven

5-25-09

God, I hate this.

Lorcan is still gone, and all I can do is wait.

-Raven

5-24-09

We had a small, er, complication upon arriving at the new location.  Long story short, Lorcan is gone, and I have no idea what to do.  The officials took him, and we were outnumbered.  I had to continue to the location, and he promised he would find his way back.  He's Lorcan, so I know he'll get out, but I'm still worried sick.   

-Raven

5-13/14-09

We're relocating.  Again.  We'll post something once we arrive at the new location tomorrow.

-Raven

5-12-09

  Hey.  Lorcan here.  Sorry I wasn't able to post this morning, but Raven and I were both exhausted this morning.  Here's what happened last night.

  So last evening, Raven went out to get some food from the nearby city.  After an hour, she hadn't returned, and I was getting worried.  I went out to search for her, and landed in the city.  I combed alleyways and buildings for two hours, then finally came across her on the other side of the city.  She was laying on her side in an alleyway and in pretty bad shape.  She was bruised in various places, and her knees were bleeding.  Her wings, however, were still concealed under her jacket.

  I knelt beside her and asked what had happened.  I was immediately worried, because if it had been government (the ones tracking us), then she would have used her wings and beaten them easily.  She said that she had found food, and was about to head back.  She had been walking down the alleyway, looking for a place to take off.  Feeling she was being watched, she had turned around.  According to her, about five men surrounded her.  They had taken her food and what little money she had on her, but she hadn't given up without a fight.  However, she obviously couldn't reveal her wings, and was outnumbered.  The men fled, leaving her beaten in the alley.

   I helped her to her feet and asked if she could fly.  She said yes, and we were about to head home.  She stumbled a bit when we were taking off, and fell to her knees.  I landed and helped her again.  I feel so sorry for her...  Anyway, we said a few things, and then...

 

  Well, let's just say that Raven is incredible.

-Lorcan out

5-11-09

    Hey.  Lorcan here.

Are you confused yet?  Most would be.  Instead of being all artistic and metaphor-y like Raven, I'm just going to lay down the basic, hard truth. 

    Here goes.

• We're not humans, we're genetic hybrids.  Before we were born, our DNA was bonded with small amounts of bird DNA.
• As a result of above, we have light (but strong) bones, more powerful heart and lungs, enhanced eyesight, and wings attached to our backs.  Yes, we can fly.
• Our wings are connected to the shoulder blades, separate from the arms, and with a wingspan of around 14 feet.
• My wings are gray and black, like an Osprey (Click the link to see a picture).  Raven's are solid black, with a slight blue sheen in the sunlight.
• We're all by ourselves out here, and there's no one else like us.

-Lorcan

5-10-09

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time, there was a girl.  She had no idea where she came from, but only knew that she needed to escape from where she was.  She knew she was different than the others, but she wasn't sure how.  Her entire life thus far had been spent in a cage, locked up in a room.  Now, at the age of 12, she had finally escaped from the cage.  As she ran, she realized how she was different, as she spread her wings... and flew.  Another like her escaped from the facility, and they've been on the run for years now.  

My life in a nutshell.  

I only call myself Raven, and my companion calls himself Lorcan.  We're experiments.  Mistakes.  Scientific failures.

As if we let that get in our way.

-Raven