⌠the volitional process is therefore initiated unconsciously⌡

[variare]

Imagine this

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[emit]

[Kallen yelps as one manages to get her in the upper arm before zooming off again. Grabbing her blanket, she wraps it around herself and glares at the ceiling.]

Just perfect.

[odst_mute]

Ow. Why you little -- [There's an annoyed grumbling from nearby as Rookie sits up, also turning his focus up towards the ceiling while he made a grab for one of his boots.] Guess there goes any chance of sleeping tonight, huh?

[emit]

Not unless you want to end up a pin cushion! [She's already doing her best to slip into her own boots without getting out from under the blanket's cover.

Too bad it slips and one dive bombs her back.] God dammit!

[odst_mute]

Think I'll pass, thanks. [There's a loud smack as he beans one that got a bit too close with the boot in his hand, before attempting to do the same.

And then proceeds to yell a few well placed curses when his efforts prove to end in a similar fashion.] What I wouldn't give to have a flamethrower right now.

[emit]

That makes two of us! [Having managed to get her boots on, Kallen regains her grip on the blanket and hurries to grab a nearby branch to swat at them.]

[odst_mute]

[Once boots were on, he was up and moving to stand directly behind her with combat knife in hand. Wasn't about to go and waste all his ammo on something like this, after all, but he still needed something to defend himself with while he tried to think of how to counter these things.]

... So, missing the harpies yet?

[emit]

Actually, I am! [SMACK!] They make for easier targets, and I wouldn't feel bad about shooting at them.

[odst_mute]

Good point. [Rook cracks a grin, moving to swipe at one of the finches that dove too close.] Then again, these little guys aren't so bad.

[Another swipe.]

Could probably take one home and keep it as a pet.

[emit]

You go right ahead with that if you want to keep me from visiting. [Kallen takes another swat, backing up few paces.]

[odst_mute]

Don't tell me you're scared of one little bird.

[Glancing over his shoulder with a laugh, leaving him open just enough for one of the finches to swoop down and nick the side of his head. Which, in return, caused Rookie to give another swear as he lashed out with that knife.]

Or we could have a barbecue. All birds taste like chicken or something, right?

[emit]

I think it likes you! Ask it nicely, and it may come along for the ride.

[Kallen snorts.] Hardly.

[odst_mute]

Naw, think I might just go with a parrot instead. [Swipe, swipe!] Wouldn't want to take the little guy away from its lovely family.

[Annoying, blood sucking bastards of a family, but still! Plus, parrots were nicer.]

[emit]

Good! [She ducks, smacking one like a baseball.]

[odst_mute]

[He just laughs, shaking his head.]

Glad to have your approval.