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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...]

[aberrant_type]

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

... again.]

[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. ]

[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.]

[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 ... ]

[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.

[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.]