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[blackbat]

[Black Bat had woken up on the castle roof in the middle of the night when, luckily, a good number of residents were either asleep or not around. After the initial (silent) moment of "wtf this isn't Gotham" and such, she had found the book with her name on the front and began to skim quickly and quietly. A few words made themselves known during her

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[fantasycliche]

[ There's totally a raven sharing this tree with you, Cass. And it's not ignoring you, or planning on flying away soon because hey eff you man this is its tree, or any other birdlike things, it's actually just. Staring. Pretty intently. And trying to work out how a human got so far up into this tree. ]

[blackbat]

[Black Bat notices the unbirdlike behavior with a curious glance, but she stays silent for now.]

[fantasycliche]

[ After a few minutes of this she'll flap-hop closer, cock her head at a different angle to continue the study. Man, what is that outfit... ]

[blackbat]

[Have an eyebrow raise.]

[fantasycliche]

[ She sees that eyebrow raise, and she raises you a ravenly croak. Quickly followed by actual words! In an androgynous, inhuman sounding voice, but words nonetheless. ]

Why are you masked?

[blackbat]

[This takes her a second, but she does finally respond, tone not betraying her slight shock at talking to a bird.]

It makes things easier.

[fantasycliche]

[ oh, good. people being surprised by talking animals gets old eventually! she'll just assume Cass is used to this. ]

How?

[blackbat]

Enemies can't find me so easily.

[fantasycliche]

Because of a mask? [ this is one skeptical sounding bird. ]

[blackbat]

Partly.

[fantasycliche]

Not terribly talkative, are you.

[blackbat]

[She shrugs slightly.]

Only when I need to be.

[fantasycliche]

It looks excessive.

[ yep, there is fashion critiquing going on up in this tree from this bird. ]

[blackbat]

So do your feathers.