Wai
At Uriel's touch, he realized that his hands were still crystalline, and flooded with golden orange rivers of heat. A spike of guilt and fear ran through him; it happened *Again*, his shield had leapt through his skin without his say, gripping too tightly, fixing to burn whatever it thought was distressing him so. He could have hurt them, he could have burned them or cut them or toasted their poncho- the rush subsided a little, though, with their reassurance. He could hear his moms' voices in the back of his mind; *"..You're dreaming up catastrophes, love, slow down..."*

Gingerly removing his hands from Uriel's shoulders, he realized that the glassy barriers were too hot to safely reabsorb. "Sorry, I, I catastrophize," He squeaked, looking down at his fingers. He took a deep breath; on the exhale he shook his hands vigorously, releasing the heat he'd amassed into the air. Now merely a duller red, his stubborn shield cracked and melted as it dissolved and sank through his skin. "Eugh. Still feels weird when I pay too much attention to it."

The window was still closed, trapping both heat and anxiety in the little room. Was the sun really still up? Striding over and lifting it a few centimetres, he breathed crisp air into his chest, and let the chill wind scrape his knuckles. 

"Okay. Yeah. I've got your back- you know I do." He meant it. "As Mom always says- 'bad ideas become less bad when you're not doing them alone!' Of course, Mama always snorted at that in disapproval, but she never *Disagreed*, so.." A signature crackling laugh, like a fire pit spitting out sparks into the smoky chill.
Mary
They slip their gloves back on, opening up the window with a *Creak* After they've done so. 

"I'm sure if anyone can prove the saying correct, it will be you." A little twinkle of amusement in their eye, shining brightly as they stood in the door frame. 

"Sweet dreams," They said, the barest whisper of irony present in their voice. The door closed, and Owen was left in silence. 

Uriel smiled as they walked back to their dorm. If they were going to do this, they were confident in the fact they wouldn't be alone. Owen would be at their side, and that was all Uriel needed.
Leslie
After discussing matters with Stan at the kitchen Sunday morning, Rai already was prepared having her usual items and a couple of large potato sacks, flashlights and snacks of course. They plan on taking the bus to make a stop at the closest farm as they survey the area to get a better idea of the place. Today, she is going to leave her mask in her room to wear just a black hoodie over her head with a scarf to hide half her lower face. Nervous as she is, Rai felt that it would help trying to blend in with people better this way. She'll use the money that she saved up for their bus tickets.
Freda
Stan took his usual stuff - a baseball bat and a few batteries and a small towel - and helped carry the rest with her. He also wolfed down as much food as possible before he left his room, making now effort to be stealthy until he met up with Rai.

"Thanks for covering the tickets, feel ready?"
Leslie
"Ready as-as I ever be!" She looks determine with her embers sparkling with enthusiasm. "How many are we going to nab? Five? Seven? Ten maybe i-if we can help it?" This was exciting on her part as she is already making it to the woods. For awhile she was visiting the place scoping out the area to get some familiarity. It proved to be much helpful finding the short cuts to get out quicker away from the property.
Freda
"10 and a rooster, and not one less! Now, lets get closer!"

He pulls her by the wrist, towards adventure!
The village comes into sight in the distance
Leslie
The duo got their bus tickets after paying for it when it was their turn in the line-up. Raizel was nervous but braved it through staying close by Stan's side. When the got on the bus, she would take a seat in the middle where she felt comfortable. Along the way she would feel a bit carsick but slept it off to recover. Her head was resting against the cold glass window until the bus hit a bump, causing her to flop aside with her now resting against Stan's shoulder. It would be a long ride for them and by the time they come near the closest farm it would be getting dark already.
Freda
Stan had spent the ride fiddling with the sacks, he had way too much energy.
Actually, sitting next to him for a long time Rai got the feeling that he radiated a little bit of warmth.

"Hey, wake up, we're here. Lay down the plan."
Leslie
"Okay, I'll tell you what I got once we're off the bus," She said, rubbing her eye with the back of her head. She grabbed the weird string/wire thingy that rang the bell for the bus to pull over for them. Now that Stan and Raizel are on the side of the road, she tells him that they're going to go in when its much darker so they won't get spotted as easily. They will have to worry about dogs which is most likely. She'll handle them while he go in to grab the chickens and placing them inside a sack. Once they get the chickens, they're going to run into the woods where they'll move deeper in. From there Rai is going to transform into a monster to gain more ground to run back to the school. Of course, she does mention he could ride on her back since she can get that big.
Freda
"Yeah, that'd be cool!"
He listened intently to the plan, though not as much as he did once she mentioned giving him a ride.
He then started looking for dogs the moment they got off the bus
Leslie
After rolling to see how many dogs there are, it appears that Stan had spotted 4 large dogs hanging out on the front porch. The first one he sees is sleeping, the second burying its face into its dog dish eating, the third is chewing on a bone, the fourth is drinking water. Raizel was already sizing and viewing the area stealthily to get more familiar of the place before going in. Right now, she'll return to Stan reporting to him that they have to get past the garden to go into the woods. There's a chicken coop holding large amounts of birds near the barn.
Freda
"Let's distract the dogs by throwing something onto the other side of the garden, then rush through, alright?"

He found a round-ish rock and got in position to bat it into the garden.
This guy brought a baseball bat everywhere, for some reason
Aiming at the far off fence, so it would rattle enough to draw all the dogs over there he looked at Rai expectantly.
Leslie
The dog's perk their ears to go investigate the noise. All of them. Yes. The die said they all are drawn by the sudden noise in the darkness that brought them away to see what it is. On cue, Raizel moved quickly on her feet crouched over, moving almost like an animal in the darkness with her hood covering her head. She sniffed the air to find a hint of a chicken smell coming from near the barn. When she gets there, there is a padlock keeping the door closed. Glancing around, she turns her hands into claws to go slash it off.
Freda
Stan just hands her his bat
"Have fun."
Leslie
"I am not going to kill the chickens yo-you ferret!" She whispered to him. Then realizes what he meant. "Ugh... Fine... You go collect the ch-chickies!" And she'll hurry off to distract the dogs to have them occupied enough for Stan to collect.
Freda
He goes into the shed and knocks out one chicken after another with a well placed bonk.
Halfway through one hit isnt placed as well, and the other chickens start protesting...
Rai hears chaos and shenanigans in the distance
Leslie
Raizel is wondering what the fuck is going on inside the chicken coop, now hearing the birds fussing. She looks over her shoulder to hear the farmer swing open his door. "{Swedish speaking out}!" He spat out his tooth pick and grabs his pitch fork." The dogs were being distracted by her shenanigans. But this is getting too serious. Her heart begins pounding in her chest. She will draw the farmer away by blowing her death whistle. **REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!** A cry of death chilled the air which drove the dogs to panic. "{Speaks Swedish!?" Rai hurried off into the darkness to take cover behind the large haystack. "{More upset Swedish sounds}" The farmer said, sicking his dogs out. A few stayed back as the braver ones race out.
Freda
"Those darn monsters, nabbin our dogs..."
Stan chuckles. He was the only one in the room laughing at what was barey a joke. He was having fun.
After finally finding the rooster and filling the sacks he books it, using the window Rai provided
At least he hoped that horrible sound was the monster girl person thing called Rai
Leslie
Raizel was panicking wondering what the hell Stan did because chickens are suppose to be so easy to steal at night. They're birds roosting up in the air! They would complain a bit but accepts being sacked! She did it before at the farm at the reservation bunch of times! The sound of angry welsh and dogs yoddling behind her had only caused her to hurry off into the dark. She'll go run off into the woods to hide until the Welsh farmer and his dogs left back to their house. When she finally finds Stan she let out a strained,"What did you do!?"
Freda
He holds up the sack
"Sacked em. One of them didn't like being sacked. Good work all around, you're good at this - but what was *That noise*?"
Leslie
"That was my death whistle," Rai said, sounding concern. "You seriously don't know how to handle animals!" She face palmed. "Are they okay?"
Freda
He looks in the sack
"Yup. A bit dizzy but all seem alive and well."
Leslie
"Poor things... You could have just grab em and s-stuff them in the bag.." Rai gave them a sad look. "Okay, we should get back before we get into more trouble." Raizel would take on a size large serpentine creature with north american tribal designs on her body. Her eyes glowed white, almost like headlights.
Freda
"Cool. Can I get on?"
Leslie
She nods her head for him to climb on.
Freda
He climbs on and scritches the beasts neck
"Are you like an animal now or some magic shit?"
Leslie
That was something Raizel couldn't answer because this is a question that isn't sure of. Her pointed ear twitched when she felt Stan scritch her long neck. The end of her tail wagged in a hyped wiggle. Then she gave a sudden bolt through the trees running on fours as her form snaked through the trees with ease. Making large leaps over obstacles, it would feel like she is flying from her hasty strides. They'll make it little over halways where her form begins to wane. She lowers her neck for Stan to slide off it before she transforms back. "I need a break that was a long r-run."
Freda
"I got you, hold still, alright?"
Leslie
I'll have u roll 1d100 xD(
Freda
As he touches her neck again he lets out a long, exhausted sigh as she feels suddenly reinvigorated, as if she took a two hour nap
Leslie
"You're weird," She commented, already feeling energized. "What's your ab-ability again?" Raizel is already walking ahead as she gains some idea where they are now.
Freda
"I can redirect, uh, energy? It's really inconsistent and complicated, i just do it by gut instinct. Like, if i touch a battery and you i can shock you, if I touch a cold and a boiling cup of water i can even them out, stuff like that?
Also how am i weird, that's rich coming from you!"

He gave her a hearty laugh
Leslie
"Oh... Th-that's interesting... I-it sounds usual against b-bullies at school," Rai said, looking at him confused as he laughed. "Y-You know we're going to need a place to h-hide these birds for now, r-right? I-I think the school n-needs a sm-small pen so st-students can learn to care for-for something other than themselves. A-And chickens makes g-good therapy animals." They keep on walking for a long time in the dark with Rai using her flashlight to light the way.
Freda
"Sounds good... Did you usually take your prey along or did you... Ynow.."
He traces his finger along his neck
Leslie
"Sometimes both or one way or another," Rai said nonchalantly. "I h-had a few pet chickens before that I stolen. Th-they gave eggs as long as I fed them." They're getting much closer towards the school. And she starts dialing on her cellphone.

As it appears, they have an accomplish.

"We have someone to split half the birds in their hiding spots," Raizel told Stan. "Let's go." And they continued to walk and sneak the birds in through a window with Rai hauling them up so Stan can just take the regular entrance, where the front desk is watching the exit. Then they proceed to go down the hallway. "Shhh... Its this way."
Wai
Abruptly ending quite possibly the most bizarre phone call of his life, Owen scrambled to roll his carpet aside, and nervously opened his door a crack to look into the hall. *Bloody hell, what've I gotten myself into...*
Leslie
"H-Heeeeeeeeeyyy..." Raizel let out a warm welcome as she tug Stan inside Owen's room, opening it wide now that she sees a crack of hope with her friend's eyeball looking at them. "Stan meet Owen, O-owen meet Stan. Here-Here's the loot!" She hands Owen a sack of chickens before closing and locking the door behind them.
Wai
Spluttering and rushing to carefully set down the sack of chickens (*Sack of chickens?!*), Owen quickly threw his door open again. 

"OI! WAIT A MINUTE! I don't know what to- WHERE IN THE FRESH GREEN HELL DID YOU GET THESE CHICKENS??"

His voice cracked comically, his eyes wide with confusion. He'd really done it this time.
Leslie
Raizel wasn't wearing her mask but had her black hood on and half her face covered by a scarf. He could see her ember eyes rolled as she shrugs nonchalantly at his question. "W-Well, you know...?" She begins, now cooking up a story. "Th-these poor babies we-were held hostage being forced to produce so many eggs... Then die after w-when they lay no more.." Raizel slip her hands into the sack to pull out a bird who tilt its head at him with those sparkling, round chickens eyes at him. "Look at her... Th-this sweet thing... Would you w-want us to bring em b-back?"
Wai
Breathing a ragged sigh, Owen looked down at the chicken. Absurd as the situation was, there was something undeniably compelling about her sweet chicken eyes. The conflict in his own was vivid against the smudged circles under his eyes. 

"I won't lie to you, I would live, kill and die for this bird," He admitted defeatedly, closing the door with his hip and gingerly taking the hen from Raizel. "Welp. To late to put 'em back now." Walking over to his bed, he sat down and continued to stare in awe at the criminally adorable hen in his hands. 

"Mae hi wedi cachi arna i." Cursing in his mother tongue just felt right in this situation. Raizel seemed to have a few gaps in her understanding of modern chicken farming, but it was impossible to really tell. "Bring what you have, that box you mentioned, maybe something to feed them- I'll make sure they don't get out." 

A pause as the wheels turned in his head; he again considered the chicken. 

"Your name's Méabh."
Leslie
Raizel nods as she hurried off to go grab the makeshift box she had made with paper shredding inside it for Owen to have his birds inside it. There was even a lid to keep them inside that would help them stay in. She'll shove it into the room which is kind of large and it was held together by strong staples and ducktape. Then off she went to go get scraps from the kitchen before filling a water bowl for them. "Okay, chickens are easy an-animals to take care of," Raizel said, shutting the door behind her. "So... Which one are you going to keep?"
Wai
Relaxed at the knowledge that Raizel had a plan other than *"Dump the chickens and scramble"*, Owen was warming up to his new roommates. 

"I don't want Méabh to be lonely when I'm out, so.." He opened the sack and let the confused chickens inside get a look around. They didn't seem too dishevelled, but none too pleased either. He selected another, just for good measure. 

"You're.. You're Buttercup." Buttercup pecked at his hand indignantly. Owen was smitten. Shifting onto the floor with his new friends, he shielded his arms and scooped them into his lap. 

"I'll get acquainted with my girls here, and then we'll get them a nice, *Temporary* Pen set up, and then this will all be just lush and lovely and ohmygoodness she's preening lookather." Beautiful.
Leslie
"I can go build a makeshift fence... Building some stuff isn't that tough if you know what you want." Raizel was completely putting her 100% into this. "You need to study chickens some more before we plan out where we can put the rest of these c-critters."
Wai
Nodding sagely, Owen squeezed Méabh and Buttercup again, put them in the box and stood up. "I will research until my eyes burn. And I'll help you with the fence and all that- another pair of hands is the least I can lend you for these feathery treasures," He swooned, flinching a little at another peck at his ankle. 

"Keep me updated! I-I want to help. Best of luck with your noble endeavour, Rai!"
Leslie
Raizel couldn't help but give a genuine, happy smile watching Owen getting all gushy over the sweet birds. She's not going to tell him that Stan batted them on the heads to knock them unconscious. "O-Oh gosh, thanks! W'we'll think of something later, it is late." And then she turns to stand. "What are you up to n-now?" She was rubbing her eyes looking tired after a long day. "I-I think I'll catch up with you l-later... I'm going to be going to bed now." With that, Raizel return to her bedroom to gain a well earn rest.