"This is not what I expected," Silverbolt mutters to himself as he steps into the bar, laying his ears back. He hasn't been in for quite awhile, and he thought that he might've escaped finding a bar in place of his quarters on a regular basis
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Silverbolt continues to glance around idly, finally noticing that he's being stared at. The fuzor blinks and peers back, looking more owlish than threatening.
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(np!)
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Then again, never seeing a literal birddog before might explain it, too.
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