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[petriedino]

There is a very small pterodactyl flying around the bar, somewhere near head level.

For reasons known only to Bar, he is wearing a tutu. And fairy wings.

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[unwraith]

Michael ducks reflexively, looking up. "What..." all right, he should know better than to be surprised by now.

[petriedino]

"Hello!" Petrie chirps down at him.

[unwraith]

"Hello." Yep. Milliways. " Are you looking for something? Or just exercising your wings?" He's never seen dinosaurs before, so he just assumes 'alien' or something along those lines.

[petriedino]

"I like to fly", is the cheerful answer.

[_estsanatlehi_]

Probably somewhere well above head-level for the legend-goddess who just happens to be infant-sized at the moment, she noticed all the same however and pointed, squealing, "Bat!"

Because clearly he wasn't any sort of bird she'd ever seen. Though she did add a moment later, "Pretty!"

[petriedino]

He circles and comes down closer to her, peering.

"Hello."

[_estsanatlehi_]

She laughed again, waving, "hi!"

She was good at making friends.

[petriedino]

Petrie likes people anyway, even if he's never seen one this small.

He lands, waddling towards her.