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[nevermor]

Who: Phoebus' Crow, anyone else.
Broadcast: n/a.
Action: Way-station
When: ...Now?? Oct 10th.

[ It's about time. Pheobus' Crow isn't generally one to feel at all claustrophobic but between the strange hair-changing girl and the captain wannabe (though now he supposes he actually is captain, of all the misfortune) he's more than ready to spread his wings and work out the irritable little kinks that have been starting to build in the back of his mind.

The moment they're docked and the main doors open, Crow is gone from the ship and takes to the air. While the mall strip-like areas remain oddly bare and unwelcoming there's at least plenty of room for him to spread his wings and ample space to perch. The courtyard looks nice and all that, but something about having the vacuum of space above his head isn't quite so comforting as an actual roof.

So if you happen to be making your way through the outer ring of the way-station you might just hear the sound of a crow, cawing. Or maybe you're just crazy. Birds in space? Pshaw. ]

Comments

[jarredforlife]

[immediately spending his package on cigarettes, if anyone wants to catch him in the act.

otherwise, exploring the way-station and investigating the crow noises...]

[nevermor]

[ He won't need to investigate for long; as soon as Phoebus' Crow sees actual signs of life he starts cawing, the sort of scorning calls normally used to alert others. In this case he just wants to bother Barakiel because he's a brat ]

[jarredforlife]

What the...

[following the sound of the caws]

[aberrant_type]

[Haha, when she hears those echoing caws she's stopping right where she is to caw joyfully back...

... again.]

[nevermor]

[ Oh no, he knows that squealed impersonation. He knows it. He's only heard it once but already Hange's overzealous impressions have ingrained themselves in his memory. Crow stops cawing as soon as he hears it, tilting and cocking his head around to try to catch a glimpse of her from the beams above. ]

[aberrant_type]

[A few moments later she comes into view... she's just strolling along, rubbernecking at everything looking for the bird too. She still caws occasionally, but between birdcalls she's whistling to herself cheerfully.

Nothing like stretching your legs!]

[blindoptimism]

[Nunnally is rolling her way through the outer station. Just.. taking in the sights. She doesn't want to make rash choices about how to spend her money until she's given it considerable thought. Not to mention she's in S P A C E, on a space station, this is all so crazy.

Which is why her head jerks up as she hears a crow. Is that.. a bird? It takes her a while to actually see the bird]

Oh... [she murmurs to herself] Just like the one on the video feed...

[nevermor]

[ The very same! But it's not like he can inform her of that )or that he particularly cares to). Odd to see someone who looks somewhat less than...mobile though, he thinks. He can't fathom how someone in her situation managed to wind up in space but Phoebus' Crow also muses a second later that it probably doesn't matter. He managed to get dragged in, why not a little girl?

It's too bad he isn't the snacking sort. She looks like the type of person to pity poor animals and dote upon them.

He chooses to warble at her rather than scorn. ]

[blindoptimism]

[she watches him for a moment, her mouth quirking with a smile at the warbling sound. She lifts a hand and gives half a wave... She doesn't want to look like a crazy person, but the change in sound makes it feel like he noticed her observation.

After waving she rolls her wheelchair to the side and begins to type something on her communicator. Not a text that she will send, but a list of things, her budget and things that she thinks she can afford. Every once in a while she glances up from her typing to see what the bird is doing, then looks back down to her work]

[amarant]

[ Yesss, way-station. Being able to buy real food!!!! Actual food! Seriously, no second thought required for that.

...maybe that's the bird from the other ship that she's hearing. ]

A shame, I don't have any food for you.

[ Can he even hear that? Who knows. ]

[nevermor]

[ He can totally hear that, but admittedly he's focused more on the fact that some skull-wearing thing happens to be moving around below him. She isn't alarming per say, not when he's met many an inhuman-looking Tale. But she is rather curious as he calls down at her, wings flapping slightly. ]

[amarant]

[ Well. She stops walking and looks up; the parts of her that are visible-- mostly hands and neck-- are clearly human, or at least human-like. ]

No, this is mine.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh, hey... so...

he'd made it all the way across the courtyard, and he's already trying to figure out whether he should rally with the others and make a plan, or... just buy food (or booze! or smokes!) right now and tell them to deal with it. or not tell them at all!

but the cawing of a crow interrupts him. he startles a little. he looks around and up, because there cannot possibly be a crow out he--

oh. oh, there it is. hey.]

[nevermor]

[ Yeeeup, bird here. A nice pretty black birb who most certainly is a crow, and only mildly impressed that this hasn't started off immediately with "who's a pretty bird" or poor attempts at cawing at him. Which doesn't mean he won't caw once at Robin, neutrally, adjusting his wings and wiggling his tail before he settles some and turns his head sideways to look at him. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[woooow. well, Robin isn't responding in any way that is particularly interesting, or even that weird... but he does tilt his head and continue looking at him with this ghostly thousand-yard stare.]

What are you doing here?

[ino]

[ She's just looking around ... both for something to buy, but also for people she might know. ... But uh ... a bird? In space? That's kinda weird. She'll just stare ... ]

[nevermor]

[ And he'll stare right on back for several moments before he decides that he's fond enough of her big, bright blue eyes to actually speak up for once instead of immediately play the bird routine. Phoebus' Crow turns his head sideways to look at her, blinking. ]

Something you need?

WOW I THOUGHT I REPLIED TO THIS I AM SO SORRY

[ino]

[ Luckily, Ino's pretty used to talking animals, so she just shrugs ]

Nothing in particular. Just wasn't expecting to see many signs of life around here.

[limitstorm]

[ he's not the only one feeling claustrophobic--riku's been on his own for quite a while, so he's enjoyed his solitude. being in a tiny cramped spaceship with three other people he doesn't know has been absolutely frazzling on his nerves. just a walk will help at first. he means to just meditate in the courtyard and get his act together, but maybe a glance around the shops would be better... who knows if he could stumble across something.

he didn't expect to stumble across a crow, and riku immediately backs up a few steps.

he's never really been much of a birdwatcher, but he's rather familiar with the raven that used to perch on maleficent's shoulder, so he's kind of stiff for a few precious moments, staring phoebus' crow down.

... but then, he relaxes when he hears the caw. ] Right--crows caw, ravens don't.

Hard to tell when I can't see that well.

[nevermor]

Oh? I'm impressed. Most people just go with a difference in size. [ Bet he didn't expect it to suddenly start speaking him at him out of the blue. But Riku's impressed him to some degree. Normally people really don't know the difference between the calls of a raven and an crow.

And the of course there's the oddly bleached colour of his hair. He didn't think old-man-silver was a Thing for the general youth. ]

1/3

[limitstorm]

[ riku abruptly goes rigid before he falls into a defensive stance. ]

2/3 LMAO well we know who actually can't tell crows and ravens apart, it's this girl right here

[limitstorm]

... wait. [ hold on. why is he freaked out by a crow talking?

he's friends with a talking mouse king.

riku sighs, shifts out of his stance, and presses the heel of his hand against his eye. ] Sorry. Guess the trip made me jumpy.

3/3

[limitstorm]

[ he crosses his arms and shifts his weight. ]

Well... I can't see much. You're more of a blur... so telling what size you are wouldn't be right, anyway. [ by 'too well', he really means 'i'm practically as blind as a bat'. ] I've had some experiences with ravens, so I know what they sound like. Process of elimination, right?

[ a moment; ]

Are you a passenger like everyone else?

[heresyandlace]

[...yep. the sound of a bird has him stopping in his tracks as he wanders along the edges of the courtyard. the void of space has him a little unnerved as well, so he sticks close to the shelter of the mall... until he hears the sound.

it's eerie, for all the reasons it unsettled him before, and it's also familiar. he remembers what he saw through the video feed.

so, braving the empty sky above him, Tek wanders out to the middle of the courtyard to stand and listen.]

[nevermor]

[ It's far-off at first, from some other end of the sprawling space. Another entrance perhaps. But it nears after a moment of silence, no more than two or three caws before Phoebus' Crow comes to a rest on one of the trees in the eastern-most area of the clearing. He's high enough up to see comfortably in either direction so he busies himself mostly with preening for the moment, not at all that preoccupied with the other guests on the ship. He's already met a few interesting fellows.

Hopefully, his fool of a "captain" will embark without him. ]