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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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[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]

[nevermor]

[ Head's up! Phoebus' Crow's not high up, necessarily, but he is on one of the overhead beams peering down at the other, head tilts and feather twitching every couple of moments as he moves a few steps to the left on his perch.

And caws again. ]

[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...

[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. ]

LOOK MORE CRAZY HANGE

[nevermor]

[ He wouldn't mind if she stretched them someplace else honestly... Why on earth is she just cawing without even knowing where he rightly is? Humans are so odd. The bird women in parks especially, though he's known a few male bird-watchers who are just as strange.

Phoebus' Crow scorns are her loudly as she passes underneath. ]

DIS ICON JUST FOR U

[aberrant_type]

I SPUTTERED

[nevermor]

[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.]

jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

[aberrant_type]

[She's delighted, at any rate, to have heard the crow! She promptly stops where she is, glancing until she sees him... and then caws at him right back. Then, to add insult... to insult?:]

Who's a pretty bird?

[nevermor]

[ He's the goddamn pretty bird and she'd best never forget it B( Harumph.

As demeaning as it is it's much better than being called fat by a certain hermit Sorcerer, so even as he hunches his wings up and lets his wings get all ruffled Crow's next caw isn't quite so loud. Still grumpy though BT ]

[aberrant_type]

Poor bird. You're a long way from being to fly in an open sky. [She feels, like, a second of vague pity. But Hange isn't one to waste her pity on dumb animals :} besides, it seems to be doing fine.]

Better be careful you don't get left behind when we take off again.

[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. ]

[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. ]

[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. ]

[nevermor]

[ Oh golly a whole second, she's too kind :'| ]

..... [ She says that as if being left behind would actually be a bad thing. Phoebus' Crow isn't convinced that his ship-mates aren't actually insane somehow--he doesn't trust the loopy one. He keeps an eye on Del.

Hange gets a warble, kind of scoffing. ]

[aberrant_type]

[She chuckles and whistles back to him...

... But although Hange might be out of the ordinary, she won't stand around forever making conversation with a bird. She will continue her exploration onwards.]

[nevermor]

[ Well Crow certainly won't stop her.

He may however follow after her though, keeping mostly behind and to the rafters, but he's never that far off and the sound of his wings beating at the air isn't something he tries to hide. Mostly he wants to see if she finds something interesting he might've passed up on his first sweep of the place. ]

[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]

[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. ]

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