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FML!
WHO: An angry, angry bird Fakir, and YOU (meaning it is open, come see the angry birdboy)
WHERE: All over Stan Lee's creation
WHEN: Throughout the day of May 31
WARNINGS: Uh. Nothing YET.
SUMMARY: Fakir has found himself in a very unpleasant situation. He's cruising around the City looking for help, which isn't that easy considering he can't talk.
FORMAT: hmeng. Whatever works for you, guys.
The past couple days had been hard on Fakir. The fact that he'd been transfigured didn't trouble him so much, so long as he avoided anything reflective enough to remind him. No, the loss of his own voice and the use of his hands bothered him most, because that made communication an impossibility. He knew that without a way to explain himself, he'd never be able to get back into the apartment. Not after how Mytho had chased him out.
At least the view wasn't so bad. No point in admiring it, though, not when he could be searching out anyone in this City who could help. Someone had to speak bird, right?
[[OOC note: Info up in this bitch. Just tag in with your character going about their day, as Fakir will be soaring all over the City in search of help. Because I'm Satan, he won't find truly useful help until around Wednesday or Thursday, but you can harass him now. As long as you're outdoors, you can run into him. If Fakir knows your character, he'll even seek them out//bug them.]]
WHERE: All over Stan Lee's creation
WHEN: Throughout the day of May 31
WARNINGS: Uh. Nothing YET.
SUMMARY: Fakir has found himself in a very unpleasant situation. He's cruising around the City looking for help, which isn't that easy considering he can't talk.
FORMAT: hmeng. Whatever works for you, guys.
The past couple days had been hard on Fakir. The fact that he'd been transfigured didn't trouble him so much, so long as he avoided anything reflective enough to remind him. No, the loss of his own voice and the use of his hands bothered him most, because that made communication an impossibility. He knew that without a way to explain himself, he'd never be able to get back into the apartment. Not after how Mytho had chased him out.
At least the view wasn't so bad. No point in admiring it, though, not when he could be searching out anyone in this City who could help. Someone had to speak bird, right?
[[OOC note: Info up in this bitch. Just tag in with your character going about their day, as Fakir will be soaring all over the City in search of help. Because I'm Satan, he won't find truly useful help until around Wednesday or Thursday, but you can harass him now. As long as you're outdoors, you can run into him. If Fakir knows your character, he'll even seek them out//bug them.]]
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He held her closely, not understanding her reaction at all.
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"I'm fine," she sniffed. "It's just a lot to take in."
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"Of course you didn't. You wanted to make me happy, didn't you?"
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"Mytho," she asked hesitantly. "Do I make you happy? Does being with me make you happy?"
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KNOCK KNOCK WHO'S THERE INTERRUPTING BIRD
As soon as he got turned back, he would be talking so much just to make up for lost time.
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"Shut up!" she barked. Even if she wasn't really the Raven's daughter, an order from her was something no raven could disobey.
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Mytho looked up at it warily, moving to stand in front of Rue as if to protect her from it, despite being a bit afraid.
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"I'll take care of this, Prince," she said, before stomping up to the tree to look at the raven closer.
"Who are you?" she demanded of the bird. "One of the witch's?"
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"Who... are you?" she asked, this time with more hesitation.
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