[action post, backdated to the night after graduation]
[After a delightful visit to the infirmary, our favorite giant parrot/falcon hybrid decided to drop by his best pal Slippy's for a friendly little chat.
His good buddy, Slippy, who would never, ever keep important secrets from him. Even if said information had something to do with his reptilian rival teaching in the same establishment he was currently attending under some poofy-haired disguise. His greatest adversary who, since his very childhood, had been after his throat for a complicated set of reasons yet to be resolved up to this day. The very same person who he damn near tried to cut up in cold blood in the fields just outside of the prom.
But Slippy, one of his few closest buddies, would never keep this from him, right? Surely there must be some kind of misunderstanding.
With none of this in mind, Falco marched up to Slippy's dorm room. Knocked.
And greeted him with a swift whack to the back of the head.]
His good buddy, Slippy, who would never, ever keep important secrets from him. Even if said information had something to do with his reptilian rival teaching in the same establishment he was currently attending under some poofy-haired disguise. His greatest adversary who, since his very childhood, had been after his throat for a complicated set of reasons yet to be resolved up to this day. The very same person who he damn near tried to cut up in cold blood in the fields just outside of the prom.
But Slippy, one of his few closest buddies, would never keep this from him, right? Surely there must be some kind of misunderstanding.
With none of this in mind, Falco marched up to Slippy's dorm room. Knocked.
And greeted him with a swift whack to the back of the head.]