Noonian's Place

I walk in to the abandoned apartment with my dog,, electra. I growl to myself. Id show them, i can survive just fine on my own.

*Two months later*

Over the past two months I'd become an entirely different person. I'd become part of a gang. Id robbed four stored and at least twelve houses. I'd completely forgotten about Nix, Hazel and CHB entirely. I walk in with bandages covering the whole left side of my face and all across my body. There were self performed stitches all over me. I had a cigarette in my mouth. I throw Electra (Who was now a vicious full grown dog) a hunk of rotting meat and sat down on the broken couch.

Chili, which Hazel knows nothing about what he is doing, flies in. He was a smart bird, who has tracked down Noonian. "Noonian," he squawks. "What the hell has happened?!"

"NO! Hazel and Nix depressed, deep down in heart! DIDN'T mean what they said, two months ago. They just mad. Nix got madness from Hanson. That why she said those thing. She is maddened now, Hazel heartbroken." he said in short chirps. He was obviously spying on Nix, Noonian, and Hazel two months ago.

Chili dodged, and flew towards Noonian, snapping for the cigarette. "NIX, HAZEL!"

Blondie the flying dog crashed into the window. Blondie was obviously following hazels bird.

"Woof!" Blondie whined outside the window, wanting to get in.

Blondie pawed at the window basically begging for Noonian to open the window.

Blondie flew in, tackling Noonian. She started licking his face excitedly.

Ooc: Noonian never gave Hazel back her dagger/bracelet

Chili squawked, "Blondie Blondie!" remembering her from 2 and a half months ago. Chili just flew higher, barely missing the snaps of the German Sheperd. Then, the parrot relieved him self over the dog. Chili dived down for Noonian's pockets, grabbing the golden bracelet of Hazel's. "Why you have this?" he asks.

"Who is Hazel?!" I yell.

Blondie barked in agreement, flying into a corner.

OOC: Should Nix come in...?
BIC: Blondie barked again, as if, You fool!

OOC heck yes!!
BIC I look at the can of beer in my hand. I was having a conversation with a talking bird and a flying dog. No more beer tonight.