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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

[nevermor]

Is there any particular reason you're telling me this?

[heresyandlace]

Because I think it will be fun.


I like fun.

[nevermor]

Oh? Then we have something in common. [ Sending a word or two Grumpy's way can't hurt. It's not as if he can be reached up in the rafters anyway and the guy did hurry out pretty quick. Tek's got him kind of curious to see what sort of reaction he'll get. ]

Your name was...?

[heresyandlace]

You can call me Tek.

[because, in this instance, he doesn't care if the crow decides to tattle about who sent him]

[nevermor]

Tek, then. [ Wow Phoebus' Crow doesn't kiss and tell unless it suits him. Have more faith B( ]

Charmed.

[heresyandlace]

[call him paranoid. because he is.]

Likewise.

...And can I ask if all birds talk where you come from, or are you a special case?

[nevermor]

You most certainly can inquiry as such; I am not in a position to stop you. [ Being a smart ass, however... ]

But I am not special in terms of mimicking human speech. Plenty of fowl are capable of such feats.

[heresyandlace]

[smart-assery duly noted]

You know I'm not asking about mimicry.

[nevermor]

There are precious few of us, then. [ There's a couple other bird-like Tales, but he isn't about to list them all off. He's not even sure how many are still around anymore anyway. ]

[heresyandlace]

What makes you so special?

[nevermor]

I'm much better-looking. [ Hange called him fat. He needs a few more compliments here. ]

[heresyandlace]

[ha, he laughs. good answer, in his book.]

Are you? I was under the impression that crows all looked alike.

[nevermor]

You know, I've heard that said about certain kinds of humans as well. Never really wins you any favours.

[heresyandlace]

[another low chuckle]

Then I'll have to take your word for it. I'm sure you are a fine specimen of your kind.

You do have beautiful plumage.

[nevermor]

Much better. [ He can be taught, good to know. ]

[heresyandlace]

[he's not above handing out petty flattery]

I even bet you're hardly covered in fleas and mites at all.

[nevermor]

[ WOW, REALLY PETTY. ]

Hardly, yes.

[heresyandlace]

[you could say he gets a petty thrill from RUFFLING FEATHERS]

Wonderful.

And, normally I would attempt to offer a drink or to share a little meal as a gesture of goodwill, but I really don't know what would be considered proper in this case. ...Nevermind our lack of resources.

I very rarely make friends with birds.

[nevermor]

[ CAW >8( ]

I can see why. [ Mr. Rude. ]

Regardless...I am not often in the habit of accepting "goodwill", so to speak, so you needn't worry over pleasantries.

[heresyandlace]

Oh, well. If you insist.

I suppose words will have to do-- in that it has been an absolute pleasure meeting you properly.