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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. ]

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[nevermor]

[ Nope, no preference :D Just him opening his beak and nosing at her hands with it expectantly because he's cute. See? Look at him turn up the warbly birdy charm here, he's nugding his beak all over those dainty little hands. ]

[blindoptimism]

[Yes yes, so darling. With no preference shown she rolls her chair to the side so they can just.... watch whoever passes by. Which is no one. Worst station ever. She playful tuts him a little as he nudges at her hand, but doesn't seem to mean it. She pours a pile of trail mix into her palm and holds it out for him. Ah...]

Do you want me to pick out any particular things out for you? [it's a nice mix of dried fruit, seeds, nuts, flavorless cereal puffs, and a few bit of chocolate]

[nevermor]

[ Yes he does, actually! He'll nudge around with his beak until he can pick up a chocolate piece in his break and hold it up at her; Phoebus' Crow does not like these ones. Immortal or no chocolate has just never sat well with him ): ]

[blindoptimism]

[such a smart bird. She murmurs 'sorry' a little under her breath as she takes the chocolate and places it on a flat bit of the other arm of her wheel chair.]

I know dogs can get very sick from chocolate, I didn't realize you had similar tastes. [but that's so cool, able to pick out what he likes and snack away] You're very smart, it's almost like you can understand everything I say. [hm hm, she snacks on trail mix straight from the bag with her free hand and keeps her other hand extended so he can continue to snack too]

That must make it all the more frustrating to be trapped on a ship like this. It must be hard to be unable to fly around wherever you like...