Wow, scientists.
[Oh look, Discedo. You have....birds.
A whole FLOCK of mourning doves, cooing on the roof across the street from the rowhouse. Even Prydain's a little daunted by their number from where he stands, holding the communicator, watching them. There's something a little omnious about how they all turn to watch him expectantly. Another
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So many bird!
[And someone comes running up to give you the biggest hug. Ever. And Pry? Yorda's gotten damn tall. She'll probably knock you over.]
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And Prydain's quite thrilled to be bowled clear off his feet in the front hall, falling backwards onto the muddy welcome mat and just narrowly missing a headsmack against the back of the door.]
So...many...ahah- I...I didn't expect this many!
[He laughs weakly, because the cooing of doves out in the street is still perfectly audible.]
I don't think they're too thrilled about being here.
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You made the bird come! How are you do that?
[Yup. Someone is just a little ecstatic.]
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This was ten times a more brilliant idea than white chocolate. He's still got his ribbon from two years ago, by the way. Today its tied around his wrist.]
I...well, I asked the scientists.
He grinned, sheepish.
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"I have forgot. This is White Day holy day. I did not make present..."
She'd been far too caught up in working in the greenhouse, she'd often slept through or just forgotten the holidays. Still the one with the homicidal rabbits was coming up soon. She wouldn't forget that! Leaning forward, she presses a soft kiss to his mouth.
"Thank you. For ask the scientist to bring them here. I will make sure they have food and live well."
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[He felt a very smug sort of triumph for having finally won her over to kissing, and kept his arms around her.]
I'm...glad you like them.
['Cause the others might just kill him for this.]
I made something else for the birds too...it's upstairs in my room. I don't think it'll fit all of them, though. But it it's not a cage.
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[Yorda still hadn't really got the concept of gender roles. It was unlikely it would ever make sense to her.]
I do like them. Always I like bird. Why are they angry though? Is thing upstairs why I have to knock on door?
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...Yes! Yes, I was working on it.
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She felt a little bad now, having them taken from somewhere they know. And Discedo was dangerous.
Let us make this nice home for them then. She smiles at him, nuzzling against his neck.
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For right now, he's just going to enjoy this]
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She even presses the softest of kisses right to his neck.
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