Tamara Sable || Antalyon (
needsnobottle) wrote2012-01-06 07:09 pm
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[04 - Commentlog] Accumulate
[Tammy's no fool. She doesn't have any experience with birds, but she knows well enough that they can bite and they probably wouldn't appreciate having their feathers yanked off. So she's been gathering fallen hawk feathers from the mews for a while now. She needs 19.5 (she figures 20 and she'll cut one of them in half) and right now she has 13. Who knew this would have been so difficult?
Anyone out wandering the grounds near the Mews will find Tammy sitting on the ground nearby, wearing her backpack and waiting, with a book open on her lap--and here's hoping she won't get in trouble for taking it out of the library.]
Anyone out wandering the grounds near the Mews will find Tammy sitting on the ground nearby, wearing her backpack and waiting, with a book open on her lap--and here's hoping she won't get in trouble for taking it out of the library.]
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Rather than trolling off the bat, Bartiraven preens his feathers for a bit, then swivels his head about to peer at the book.
And, what the heck, he might as well hop towards it while he's at it. Don't mind him, he'll only peck at the pages if you don't intervene.]
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Sorry, doubt you'd be interested. [She motions to the book.] It's not Poe.
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Quoth the raven: Are you sure?
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Um...yep. Absolutely certain this isn't Poe.
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Whyever not, Eleanor?
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[Not that she'd looked for him specifically, but it was pretty clear there was no fiction secion, and since Poe classified...]
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[Quoth the raven: He is miffed! Feathers a-ruffle, he bats at the book.]
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[Would it have killed the pocketbook to decorate their rooms a little bit more?]
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I find teasing them about the most inconsequential details will rile up any ego to the boiling point.
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[Bartiraven rolls his eyes, then hops back from Tammy and her book.]
Remember the raven when you rile up a mob with these new skills. I expect to see some Poe on the shelves soon!
[He extends his wings, readying for take-off. He could remain and harass her, or he could find the next oyster to rile with his sandy presence.]
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[Honestly, the birds around here are so weird.]