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[donttouchmyears]

[If you happen to be walking down Brady Lane anytime soon, you might come upon a peculiar sight. There's a man sitting on top of a house, house 340 to be exact. He's not really doing anything except sitting, just staring out onto the horizon with a thoughtful look on his face.

Will you bug him?]

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[sanctusdei]

[Good afternoon, new neighbor! Two crows land on the opposite side of the roof from you, inspecting you carefully. Something seems... off about them.]

[donttouchmyears]

[He glances at them, eyes narrowing. Even without his demonic powers, Inuyasha can sense that there's something wrong with these birds. Lifting up a hand, Inuyasha cracks his knuckles, ready to fight even without his claws.]

[sanctusdei]

[The birds exchange a glance, and the one flies off, toward a house only right across the street. The other stays put. Watching you curiously.]

[donttouchmyears]

[Watches the one fly away before going back to eying the other.]

[sanctusdei]

[It still stays put, cawing once at you loudly. Down the way, the other one caws in return.]

[donttouchmyears]

Look, if you're going to transform or something then you might as well do it.

[sanctusdei]

[The bird cocks it head. Transform into what, it wonders.

Instead, it takes a few steps towards you.]

[donttouchmyears]

[Eyes narrow, but he doesn't move just yet.]

[sanctusdei]

[Suddenly, the other crow flutters up into the roof again, opposite of you. It caws at its friend, wings flapping. It's a nervous birdy. But the braver one still watches you curiously.]

[donttouchmyears]

[Finally gets fed up with these birds watching him and waves his limbs at them.]

Would ya just leave already?! Go bother someone else!

[sanctusdei]

[Well that's enoguh to scare off the cowardly one. But now that the other one is up close, you can see whats off about them. Its eyes are milky, and it looks ratty and a bit beaten up. It hops back, and chatters at you before flying down. If you look down from the roof, there's a man standing there who the birds go to. He's smirking at you as they land on his shoulders.]

They can be real pests, can't they.