Helpful hints

"speech"

'thoughts to yourself'

telepathic conversation

mid-pov scene change

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Kiram POV

"Whaddya think, Wy?"

I was wearing a black sleeveless top with white wings silhouetted on the back and a pair of black loose-fitting yoga pants with silver threads woven in a runic pattern around the cuffs and the arm band. Wy however, was still in her purple 'I'm a Bitch' pjs.

"I'm gonna run down to get Zai and Zephyr, can you be ready by the time I get back?"

"Uh. Huh. Go away now."

"Fine. Be back in five."

I sprinted down the hallway. 'I'm gonna be late. I'm gonna be late! I said ten it's already ten thirty!'

Panting I pounded on door 401, and was greeted by none other than Zai herself. She was wearing the same outfit as the first time I saw her; a short plaid pleated skirt, a black tank top, and a butt load of black and spiked jewelry. Oh, and I can't forget the shoes. They were different from her 'normal' combat boots. They were black knee-highs with metal plating on the bottoms and over the toe.

"Nice boots" I wheezed.

"Yeah, they're perfect for ass-kickin" she grinned.

"Wy is gonna love you."

"Oh, is she…like that?"

"Not that I know of. Where's Zephyr?"

"Here!" he yelled while bouncing through the apartment on one leg trying to get his shoes on.

"You know, that goes faster if you…sit down" I remarked, slyly slipping out a foot and tripping him.

"Come on you jokers," smirked Wy, poking Zephyr with one scuffed black clog.

"Wow" he breathed, "you're a hottie."

"Umm, yeah. That's what the shirt says" Wy retorted, indicating her deep sapphire blue spaghetti strap. The decal was a devil girl; horns, pitchfork and all with flames at her feet and HOTTIE in rhinestones below it. Her pants were simple skintight blue jean flares.

"Quit droolin' and lets go already," moaned Zai.

"Where do ya want to go?" I asked.

"Anywhere, so long as it's not school" said Zephyr as he walked past Wy towards the exit.

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Oh my gosh I'm amazing. That's chap 17 so far we have 23 chaps written. (Well a few more that I just wrote like forever ago but as usual Kiram has lost them. Just like she lost our bios for the third time. The group had to write 'em out again. This time I'm making damn sure she types them up then gives me a typed copy to load on my computer and the written ones. No chances this time. Whenever I find time to put the chaps up I'll be able to put the bios in too.) But hell we need to get working don't we.