Fall is coming to Chicago. The air is cooler, there are clouds thick in the sky (but not thick enough to be heralding rain just yet- just enough to be pleasantly cloudy), and while the leaves haven't started turning yet, the overabundance of pumpkins for sale and preemptive Halloween decorations give all the indication that the season is coming up
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It's worth noting, probably, that her wings are out, and that she's stretching them absently as she sneaks. (She's not very good at the sneaking.)
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The strawberry is abandoned, Batty flips upside down on the branch and makes a point to examine Dusty. Well, humans haven't tried to abduct or hurt him here yet and as long as he keeps a safe distance, engaging shouldn't be a problem.
"I'm starting to question the evolutionary measures hominids have taken in this universe," he deadpans, sounding almost like a very boring science teacher.
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"You can talk!" she exclaims.
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"Yes! Yes, I can," he says, semi-excitedly, although his voice dips into something a bit more deadpan. "I'm sure this is a new thing, because humans have never actually been able to hear me before." He twitches violently, very nearly losing his grip on the table.
Yeah, he's pretty sure that wouldn't have happened if humans could hear him. He begs pretty loudly.
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He might bite. Maybe it's rabies and that's why he's such a spaz. Or... well, maybe it's the thing on his head. He probably has brain damage. Yeah, that's it.
He still might bite.
"Well... maybe it's 'cause I'm not human?" she says cautiously. "I'm an angel."
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