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[backflipping]

[Naesala's face is looking more indignant and annoyed than ever, sitting on the observation deck with a feather swiveling between his fingers. One of his wings may or may not be awkwardly sticking out. Sothe really has no elegance at all when it comes to extra body parts. Once again his thieves' balance seems to have gone horribly awry]

How is it that this Captain, or ship or..whatever... knows exactly how to get on your nerves the easiest? And why is it always birds?