*rummaging through the kitchen for some more eggs for Apep* Huh. No more hard boiled ones... Erm. *spies brownies* These should be good. *tries one* Oh, not good.
*collapses into a great big non flaming pile of snake*
Oh no, it would be awfully rude to just take food off a table-- *but is eventually swayed into accepting a brownie from her caretaker, who holds it and allows Nessa to take a bite.*
*and now, much to her dismay--Nessa's white and feathered! A swan without wings.*
*cranes her neck gracefully, examining herself with horror; makes an indignant swan-noise*
*to paraphrase his book... he's youth! he's joy! he's a little bird that has broken out of the egg!* *tumbles out of the shell and tries to fly, and, being Peter, can immediately do so, albeit clumsily*
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*collapses into a great big non flaming pile of snake*
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*and now, much to her dismay--Nessa's white and feathered! A swan without wings.*
*cranes her neck gracefully, examining herself with horror; makes an indignant swan-noise*
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*rolls on her back and paws at him madly, mewing with excitement*
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