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[edmundpevensie]

There is just not much to do around this place and I am bored bored bored. So to all of you out there: I know some of you must have interesting tales to tell. Adventures you've been through. Exciting and dashing and all that rot. Nothing fanciful if it's made up, mind you. I only want to hear what you've really done. So go on. Do tell

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[nots0darling]

*gerin* Hey, buddy, do you want to hear about my first date?

[edmundpevensie]

Date? You mean the ones you eat?

[fnick]

The Flock and I started the first few years of our lives at a place we call The School. It's not at all like a normal school, with classrooms and a playground. It's a research and development lab.

*spreads his wings* We were 'developed' there, but escaped. The whitecoats are still trying to catch us.

[edmundpevensie]

*looks at the wings curiously* So what are you?

[fnick]

98% Human, 2% Avian.

...100% bird kid.

And yeah, they work.

[edmundpevensie]

Show me. Fly around!

[lureen_n_twist]

A story huh? Lessee... I was at this sales convention in Atlanta. I think it was my first one. Rained the whole time we were there. Anyway, I was eating dinner with a couple other gals in the famr machinery business that I know, one from college, and we were in a fancy restaurant. Across the restaurant was this old man, Vinny Trimbly, he's a legend in farm machinery, a CEO or John Deere. Well he happens to know my daddy, so after we ate, us three gals stopped by his table ta say hello. He stood up. He was so piss-drunk off his bottom he fell right over an' onto the table where other tractor executives-- big whigs mind you-- were eatin'. Well 'course being young women we didn't feel right laughing about that, so we put him upright, thanked him for his attention, and high-tailed it back to our rooms where we laughed our caboooses off for what had ta be half an hour. To this day whenever I see a member of the Trimbley family (and ol' Vinny's still alive too-- liver's holdin' up God bless him) I can't help but snicker like a little girl.

[edmundpevensie]

So he fell in the food?

[lureen_n_twist]

Yup. Fancy restaurant, too. Still don't know how he didn't impail himself on a wine glass or anything.

[edmundpevensie]

It's good he didn't. Wouldn't be funny then.. Is that the most exciting thing that's happened to you?

[eu_a_spook]

*Looks over the young man as he passes by, instinctively taking on a rather brash poise* I might have time for a little tale. Been on all sorts of adventures, I have. What sort might you want to hear about?

[edmundpevensie]

Any. All sorts! *waits expectantly* It'd better be good.

[eu_a_spook]

Well, this one time I went hunting down some dangerous counterfeiters, but I'm not sure if that's a story quite for kids. *pauses, pretending to consider*

Well, you look mature for your age. It started up when a bunch of bills started showing up all around. They were smart, though: the fakes were mixed in with the real ones, see. Once someone tried to pass one off on me, though, I knew I had to find who was putting 'em out.

[edmundpevensie]

*does pout a bit at being called a kid but cheers up again when he continues* Then what did you do? Did you catch them?