[In person -> audio] - backdated to EARLY Saturday morning

[100deaths_a_day]

[GOOD MORNING BADFICIANS~

this is your early -as in, still dark outside - morning wake up call service. Did you order one? No? Tough.

It's the early hours of the morning - the sort of time this one doesn't sleep because he's no longer genetically designed to. He had been sat wondering what to do with his "useless frigging fish" when it had

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[crowspetfox]

[That ... would be a Honchkrow dive-bombing the Gyarados with a Night Slash, wheeling out away from the Manor towards Raidou, and a whistle from the side as he's trying to get its attention - and maybe lure it out further on the grounds where it's ...NOT destroying everyone's current living-space.]

[100deaths_a_day]

[It forgets about Dean for a minute as it lets out an indignant roar at being attacked, and turns it's attention to the honchcrow. Rather than chasing after it immediately, it lets out a raze of blue fire after the bird (a move known as dragon rage).

Dean starts running quickly and quietly towards the whistle.]

[crowspetfox]

[That's going to get a bunch of singed wing feathers and an altitude drop, but not quite stop it; the bird wheels around and lets loose a Dark Pulse, the black wave making a pretty solid answer before it makes back for leading the Gyarados towards Raidou and closer to the treeline.]

[Where that sound came from? He'll find someone in a black cape with a sword at the ready only partly concealed under it - most of Raidou's attention is on the Gyarados, but he glances over when Dean gets close.]

What happened?

[100deaths_a_day]

[He shrugs] It was a fish, then it was a dragon, and it was pissed.

[It takes the dark pulse to it's face, and lets out another roar, before it let loose with another stream of blue fire I hate multi-turn attacks]

[crowspetfox]

[The crow's heading to land somewhere back in the treeline, with a lot of cawing that roughly translates to "YOUR MOTHER WAS A HAMSTER AND YOUR FATHER SMELT OF ELDERBERRIES".]

[Meanwhile, Raidou is - looking around for something to use as a trap; if it was a fish, then leading it to the lake won't help...]

And it's yours? [Since you seem - not exactly up for fighting it yourself, and given that these creatures seem prone to just laying off after they lose, he's not drawing a sword on it just yet.] Is there anything that'd work for a snare?

[100deaths_a_day]

[the gyarados starts flying over to the tree, thoroughly pissed off. He'd put up with shit from his master, and he wasn't gonna put up with shit from this fucking little bird.

again, Dean shrugs.] I don't know of anything that would work. I was going to lead it out to the desert, being a fish and all, and try doing something out there. [He has no clue what.... but he has a gun. It's gotta do something.]