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[sharpasafawkes]

[Today there's a sparrowhawk suspiciously looking around, then taking a good long pause, almost unsure

-Then he's taking to the sky like it's nobody's business, and yeah, that's a short, rather human laugh out of him.]


((OOC: Open for anyone, forever.))

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[sharpasafawkes]

[Breathing a little quickly while out cold, but it doesn't seem to be getting any worse, so. Victory!

...also somewhere in that little passed out head there might be the small feeling of relief that he's not ending up in the oven.]

[maleborgia]

*just going to be over here, DIYing some dinner until someone more skilled comes in to take charge*

[sharpasafawkes]

[I'm so going to awake to the smell of smoke, aren't I?

Or yanno, wake up hours later, as one does.]

[maleborgia]

*nope. going to wrap it in a paper towel and stick it in the freezer.*

Shaun. *slight prod*

[sharpasafawkes]

[This would be a slightly pained sound, yes]

[maleborgia]

Can you understand me? You need to drink something. *washing his hands and soaking the edge of a towel*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Muuuuffled noise of agreement, and then there's a sparrowhawk trying to turn himself over.




It's pretty damn pathetic.]

[maleborgia]

*flips him over, putting down a little saucer of water*

[maleborgia]

*damnit, Shaun. takes him out.

will use the wet towel to put the water in your mouth*

[sharpasafawkes]

[It's working, it's working!

Man there is so much fail going on.]

[maleborgia]

*will keep this up, then*

It's a good thing I didn't ask you to go after the cock.

[sharpasafawkes]

...Who gave those blasted things spurs anyway?

[maleborgia]

*this is a slight smirk*

God.

[sharpasafawkes]

That's it, when I've taken a leap of this mortal coil, I'm going to give him a stern talking to.

[maleborgia]

You'll have to take a leap out of Camp first. Even if that chicken had managed to get you better you'd have woken up in the kitchen anyway.

How do you feel?

[sharpasafawkes]

Absolutely wretched, like I took a tumble with a sharp block of concrete.

[maleborgia]

*laughs* It wasn't quite that bad, although I wouldn't recommend you flying anytime soon. I suspect you're more or less land-bound until the next time Camp sees fit to change you into a bird.

[sharpasafawkes]

...oh lovely. Just what I need to be, a bird that can't fly.

[maleborgia]

If you're nice, I'll let you ride on my shoulder. *clearly teasing, leaving Shaun for a bit to clean up the kitchen--blood and feathers everywhere*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Not really too sharply]

I meant that bit about the bells.

[maleborgia]

And fortunately for you, I don't have any off hand.

*so much gore in the trashcan*

[sharpasafawkes]

As long as a cage stays out of the picture, I'll let that comment go.

[maleborgia]

You should eat something, too.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Head goes in water. He might be, in fact, be doing this wrong]