After a quick walk outside, Silent returns to the room holding some bags of nuts, herbs, and, for some reason, seafood.
"Better you than me, Copahue. I mean, the truth is, I just can't handle seafood, at all."
Copahue: <Thanks, I'll take care of that now...> — picks up the bags.
As Copahue goes away, Silent starts noming a [Revival Herb] for absolutely no raisin. Then he notices Maekrite around with a group of mons and goes to check.
Copahue -arrives to where Harriet and the others are: <...Hey Harriet, what's going on?>
Harriet: <Oh I'm just trying for Crowley to not teach certain things to Shahinne...> — points down, to where the little Starly is listening to flock stories attentively.
Crowley: <But, lady, you have what a Don needs. Me's no sure how the city 'krows would chirp on a female Don, 'atta say.> — ruffles feathers.
Harriet: <Oh, it's OK... I mean, I've never really been into the murder thing...> — nuzzles Copahue — <Perhaps you could?>
Copahue: <Uh, I'm not too sure...> — blushes — <Never been good at this kind of stuff. Besides I'm a Fearow...>
Harriet preens Copahue's plumage and thinks for a moment, while Crowley carefully explains Shahinne how to give pursue
to those who question a Don's word.
Harriet -blinks, smiles: <...What if you go incognito
? I mean, you are an impossing bird...>
Copahue -smiles lovingly: <Well I do have the costume...>
...
The two birds coo and nuzzle each other.
...
Suddenly, Harriet notices something.
Harriet: <Oh? What are those bags you're carrying?>
Copahue: <These are nuts for Shahinne, then some herbs and [seafood]...> — lifts a bag with the nuts — <We should start with this one.>
Harriet: <Seafood?> — blinks — <Uhm... I'm not too keen on that, not at this time of the night.>
Copahue -checks the bag: <Agree. And besides it's not the yummy kind I got you at the Orange Islands...>
The two birds turn around to get closer to Crowley and Shahinne.
Harriet: <Oh... well, I, uh, prefer Goldeen myself...> — turns around, to check up on Shahinne. — <Shahinne here we have sea food... want to try?>
Shahinne -turns head towards her, narrows eyes: <...[NUTS]!!!>
Harriet coos and looks up, sees Crowley mimicking who knows what as Shahinne turns and watches him with joy.
Harriet: <Crowley what are you doing with her?>
Unite: <Being a bad example, that's what. You better pick up the little bird and take her away.>
Crowley: <I HEARD THAT!> — resists the urge to slap Unite, then tips hat — <Just giving d'chick the tips to survive, ya know...> — tilts head to Shahinne — <Me's not really say not to the bird, for some reason...>
Shahinne: < :3 > — trills.
Harriet: <...Aaaack!> — grabs Shahinne — <You're not teaching little bird those things! Silent is gonna kill me!> — nuzzles the Starly — <Are you OK?>
Shahinne: <Yes! Pecking the large bird is very fun! I'll tell my murder to do it!>
Copahue: <Uhm... Shahinne? You are kinda too little... and too not-a-Murkrow...> — brushes her head plumage — <to have your own murder...>
Shahinne: <Silly adoptive dad...> — chirps in joy — <I'm my own murder :3>
Shahinne swiftly casts a Double Team, and four Shahinne images appear randomly around.
Shahinnes: < Tail feathers~ > — start hopping around Unite.
Unite: <O_O> — backs away.
The Shahines start following Unite, and the larger bird starts hopping away, yelling every once in a while they get too close to him.
Harriet: <O_o>
Copahue -tilts head at Unite's behaviour: <Uhm... do we tell him those are, well, Double Team?>
Crowley -cackles and brushes Copahue's wing: <Leave it boy. 'Dis [fun] to watch! Atta say, what little bird lacks in 'krow she has in style.>
As Unite runs around chasd by the Shahinnes, the real one grabs the bag of nuts from Harriet and cuddles it, falling asleep protected by Harriet's chest. The larger bird will soon fall asleep as well leaning on Copahue's wing.
...
...
Unite: <Heeeeelp!> — hops away.
edited 26th Dec '11 11:33:42 PM by SilentReverence
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?<Thinking> Oh, phew... That could've gone a lot worse.
-To Katie- Sorry if I sound a little rude... I'm just a little frustrated because I can't think of presents for anyone, is all.
Good to meet you, anyway!
Introducing yourself has to be kind of awkward with a name like that
edited 24th Nov '12 4:29:04 AM by Slouch
Oh, thanks a lot, Fool!
Umm... This is kind of awkward... I don't exactly have a present for you.
...Well, I sort of do, but... Uh... Maybe I should just show you.
-Points at the PPP -
I've got about eleventy hojillion presents there, but I can't decide on who would want what. I could just ask people to sort through the pile themselves, but... That's kind of a cop out.
I mean, it's called the Season of Giving for a reason. The Season of Letting People Sort Through Your Crap Until They Find Something They Like doesn't really have the same ring to it, ya know?
edited 27th Dec '11 4:09:30 AM by Slouch
Inn
Rex: *has totally been looking around for Crewe, but failed to find her due to plot; returns to the hotel; upon returning, he becomes aware that it is Felis' birthday* Oh, you too? Let me go get something for you. *runs off*
~Later~
Rex: *has bought a scratching post with a toy Tailow on top, a book of Garfield comics, and a notebook for him (or Sunny) to write his best snarks in* Happy Birthday, Felis. I would've tried to get something better, but I didn't even know it was your special day. That and I was in a coma for like a week.
Kim: *has also stopped by to give Mezzo, Felis, and anyone else some gifts from Almia (honey, milk pudding, a few Dark Gems she found, some other stuff~)*
edited 27th Dec '11 12:43:03 AM by Hobgoblin

Yeah, don't worry about it.
Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.