Marco the Phoenix (
fierybluebird) wrote in
witchesreign2010-08-23 09:27 pm
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[Marco is wandering around campus about to do Disciplinary Committee Rounds and whistling to himself. As he whistles, occasionally a few birds come and land on his head or shoulders or arms and whistle and tweet back to them. In fact, by all appearances he appears to be talking directly to them. Still he continues walking around, deadpan as can be, as though there was perfectly nothing strange about being surrounded by a bunch of birds asking why he has to be out so late and are phoenixes related to owls, and hey where's that loaf of bread he promised? They've got babies to feed you know!]
So long as you hush when I'm sneaking up on someone you can have a hotdog too, okay?
[One bird keeps tweeting an objection to this. She doesn't like hotdogs.]
Fine, you can have fruit.
[This seems to quiet her down.]
So long as you hush when I'm sneaking up on someone you can have a hotdog too, okay?
[One bird keeps tweeting an objection to this. She doesn't like hotdogs.]
Fine, you can have fruit.
[This seems to quiet her down.]

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Hypothetically to reprimand and send you to bed.
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To whose bed? [Grins. Marco fell into that one.]
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I'm serious, eh.
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Likewise, and I'm a good kitten, you know.
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Good. I only want you to be mine. [Plays with a strand of red hair and backs up slightly so that the birds stop objecting and explains that Grell's his mate.]
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[His gaze is on the hawk, but the words are for Marco.]
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Don't forget, I'm hoping to find you when I get back.
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He watches as Marco walked off, still holding onto the nighthawk who seemed a bit interested in its new red friend and their dumb stare. Weird human thing.
That light smile widened, still watching the pineapple hair bounce off to who knows where. Sighs before speaking softly. The other was probably too far away to hear.]
Love you too, my firebird.
[Looks to his feathered friend and grinned.] I'm going to name you...Hawkeye. [Thinks for a moment.] Or Macabre. Such hard choices. [Walks off himself, thinking on those choices, and on deeper feeling than he once thought.]
[Later]
[Is currently sleep and devoid of birds.]
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Hmm? Macabre? He's outside. Looked hungry...[Yawns and curls more, glad his glasses are off his face and not in the way of cuddling.] When d'you come?
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Macabre? You named him?
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Of course. He's a cutie!
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I'm sure he'd like it. I should probably teach you what he's saying, eh?
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I thought he said 'You drop the baby, I'll hold you' WTF SELF?!
lol
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OOPS! Just realized Macabre is a girl at first! Yay sex changes? >.> *will remember*
Leave it to Grell to find a transgender bird? XD
SERIOUSLY! XDD
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Appropriate new icon!
XD
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