The park, Friday afternoon

Feb 24, 2017 13:50

It was a perfectly lovely day out for April, much less February, and Jenkins had just received confirmation that the Librarians had, in fact, managed to dedjinnify Mr. Jones without more than a few interdimensional phone calls for help, so Jenkins was actually in a fairly wonderful mood this afternoon. Enough so that he'd decided to go out for a ( Read more... )

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futurespacemom February 24 2017, 19:38:22 UTC
Hera was carrying a load of things - linens and clothes, mostly - back from the Ghost to Kanan's apartment, when she passed by the edge of the park and spotted the...birds?

"What are those?"

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futurespacemom February 24 2017, 23:07:05 UTC
"Well, I'll leave you to feeding your friends, then," Hera said. "Nice to meet you!"

She waved as she headed off.

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livingartifact February 24 2017, 23:09:33 UTC
Jenkins hummed a vague agreement and looked down at his sack of shrimp.

It was empty, and the flamingo he'd chosen to speak to earlier was looking extra round and lounging happily at his feet while it rubbed its beak against his pant leg.

"You've imprinted, haven't you," he observed with a sigh. "Oh dear."

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