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Morgan diddn't understand the sign language, but he guessed he meaning and shakilly pulled a pen and and scrap of paper from his pants pocket and slowly wrote something before handing it to dove. the note read, "I'm blushing. Your hot and when we were so close, our forms touching...I wanted to be with you..." As he handed the note over his entire face went red and his blush an even darker red.

Viktor mentally sighed and decided to unfold himself into his true form right there. then he flew up to the top of a building and folded himself up and compacted himself back into human form. He sat on the edge of the building and said into doves mind only, "I'm 19 years old by this planets time. I'm a single young adult male of a Quaklitar equivalent of an eagle of this planet. I am a pureblood quaklitar, like Morgan's father is. I've traveled here looking for a breeder...." Then he looked down at her directly into her eyes and showed a close up image of him sitting there into her mind as he said the words, "I came here looking for a breeder, and I found the love of my life. I found....You." Then he sighed..."And Morgan isn't wrong. You are. His misunderstanding may have been sexual, but his feelings are not. I can hear them in my head. He's crying in his head. You think he wants to do something and then leave you forgotten, but the truth is he wants what I want. We each want to spend the rest of our natural life spans with you at your side. We each want that which one one person can have. We each want to become yours for all of time. So now you may see us as we truly are, I'm falling for you, and my wings can't keep me aloft. Morgan has secretly liked you for years according to his thoughts, so now you must choose. You must choose which of us you break the heart of and thusly sentence to a life of misery, and which one of us you will find worth your time."

Dove was wide eyed for a moment before she frowned sadly and ripped off the clothe covering her left eye and gave Morgan a hard too, the bright green of the eye was in striking contrast to the blue one, but below the eye streaked red and silvery scars, as if her skin had been burned. Dove pointed to it and asked, "I do not cry. My tears are an acidic substance. Could you, either of you, love someone who cannot cry on your shoulder when they are hurting?" She thought, writing it sloppily onto the paper, her mind in a whirl. She shifted from foot to foot, waiting.

Pozlaceny smiled at the girls scowl and nodded, "I apologize, I must have been mistaken." Though in her mind she was laughing, no mistake here. "Was that you causing all the comotion?"

Dove shook her head, glancing from one to the other. She'd ducked when Viktor landed, the tornado in her mind causing her to not realize it was just the alien and not more things exploiding. "But I barely know either of you. I can'tpossibly choose just yet.

She smiled, "I think you do know. I saw you. It's alright. Was he in your head? Viktor tends to be a little blunt with his powers. You're powers need to be worked on so we can get them under control, however. I realize you are young, and it takes time."

Dove shifted from foot to foot, looking from Viktor to Morgan. 'No... I can't possibly choose. I like them both! I've known Morgan for longer, though I don't really know a lot about him. But Viktor... He is a pure blood and has been places I could never imagine going. Plus, we share a similar power.' Her fingers lifted to her left eye and she absentlindedly traced the scars there as she thought, her brow furrowed and eyes on the ground. A hard decision indeed.

((Bumpskies!))

((Hmmm how to plunge my way into this again.... Hmmm...))

Shita was only walking past when she noticed the splintering of the bench and the shattering of the lights. She looked across the road before venturing across to see if everyone was alright. As she made it across the street she one was was a little older than the two and two teenagers, with one having an eye of a different colors and scars, and a normal looking human male. "A-are you alright?" She asked kind of quietly as she tried not to be rude and stare at any of them, Trying not to be of the prying sort.

((That should be fine smile ))

((Yeah, I do too... >.>))

Phoebe, blinking for a moment, reached out and took Pozlaceny's hand in hers.

"Lacy," she repeated simply. "Right. Sounds good. Her eyes drifted a little around the corner to the group of people that she had been eying before. "Are they... your friends?"