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Sariel was human when she came in tonight.
Obviously, that's changed.
To her credit, she hadn't eaten any suspicious read: free food since the pair of incidents at Midsummer, hadn't run afoul of a magic user with a vengeful streak--but when a chair's in your way, you're going to move it. It's not fair to other patrons, critterfied or otherwise, if there's something blocking the walkway and besides, she wasn't planning to use it.
The tricolored tropical bird fluttering free of the heap of red uniform nearish the back door is probably wishing she'd just detoured around the darn chair and left it for someone else to push in. Probably; she might not exactly be thinking in human terms just now.
Needless to say, there's now a fair amount of chirping going on at one end of the bar. Ever heard a bird try to curse in Creole? One that most decidedly is *not* a parrot? Cheep, cheep!
Yeah. It's not working all that wonderfully well.
Obviously, that's changed.
To her credit, she hadn't eaten any suspicious read: free food since the pair of incidents at Midsummer, hadn't run afoul of a magic user with a vengeful streak--but when a chair's in your way, you're going to move it. It's not fair to other patrons, critterfied or otherwise, if there's something blocking the walkway and besides, she wasn't planning to use it.
The tricolored tropical bird fluttering free of the heap of red uniform nearish the back door is probably wishing she'd just detoured around the darn chair and left it for someone else to push in. Probably; she might not exactly be thinking in human terms just now.
Needless to say, there's now a fair amount of chirping going on at one end of the bar. Ever heard a bird try to curse in Creole? One that most decidedly is *not* a parrot? Cheep, cheep!
Yeah. It's not working all that wonderfully well.