[Action // Accidental Voice] 017

[silvergeneral]

[there's the sound of an impatient sigh followed by the unmistakable sound of a chocobo's complacent wrrg]

There isn't much point in following me, you know. They'll miss you at that park... wherever it's gone... sooner or later.

[a questioning wark? and then the soft sound of a reluctant skritching]You're desert-born, aren't you? I had a mount

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[1week_wizard]

...

Odd.

[silvergeneral]

Hmm?

[oh, he hadn't realized the book was on... sneaky thing, this... he picks it up to look at her clearly]

What is?

[1week_wizard]

That creature.

[silvergeneral]

[another indignant whistle and some disgruntled clawing at the ground]

She's a chocobo. You don't have them in your world?

[1week_wizard]

We do not.

[silvergeneral]

They are useful. Highly intelligent birds and very strong.

[there's a wrrg of agreement]

[1week_wizard]

I do not see myself having much use for them.

[silvergeneral]

[he shrugs]

Not many do.

[1week_wizard]

And what use do you obtain from it?

[silvergeneral]

I? In the past, I rode them on terrain inaccessible or impractical by trucks and transports. I took one to war, and she fought by my side.

[1week_wizard]

I meant in the hear and now.

[silvergeneral]

Mmm... for the moment I can only guess at her training. But if she is or can be made to be saddle-broken, traveling can only be made that much simpler.

And one can always use another set of claws at their back in a fight, wouldn't you say?

[1week_wizard]

I would not know. I've never had use for any of that sort of thing.

[silvergeneral]

And what is it that you do?

[1week_wizard]

I am a librarian.

[silvergeneral]

Admirable. And yet I've never once seen you when I occasion to go to the library, Miss...?

[he shakes his head]

Forgive me. I am Sephiroth.