Little Dark Age - Bird friend, Open

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He wasted no time setting himself up at a vacant hut, working tirelessly for a day and night before determining that his house was alright. As dawn rose the dark lynx rose as well, ears twitching at the loud scream of a bird above. "About time. Down here, Limelight." He spoke quietly, aware that people would be waking up. The black form above circled and landed in a flurry of black and red feathers, the sizable dracula parrot looking to his friend and master with a fond look. Before giving him a sharp peck with his beak. The stoic feline gasped and laughed, a mocking rendition of joyous noise escaping him as he patted the parrot.

"Yes, I missed you too." He rumbled, yawning in the brilliant dawn.

"House of Memories" —-- Blackout / Typhoon / [abbr=4.5 years, lynx]misc.[/abbr] / roleplayer

[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — [abbr=VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS, THE TYPHOON, BETA, 9 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Just like Blackout assumed, it would be the sound of squawking that made Vayne come over, having been woken up by it and looking out her window to see a black bird circling around. It was clearly searching for something, though obviously the Beta wasn't sure what, but she trotted out of her home and tried to follow it as quickly as possible. It soon landed near Blackout, with the lynx speaking to it. "Oh, is it your pet?" Vayne asked, realizing she was staring, and slowly walked closer to the two - though kept her distance, in case Blackout didn't want her around.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

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MARIANAS

NYSTRÖM!

While she had lived in the Typhoon for a good while she had never thought of having a pet or a companion. The concept of an animal owning another animal was strange to her and she was just used to making it on her own. Her survival had been kept on track by many different helping hands. All of which she was exceedingly grateful for. They knew what to give her but she had never accepted family. She was scared that if she gave up then her real parents would never show up. But she would always be thankful for those that had helped her when she had ended up here. She supposed it was a blessing she hadn't died as young as she had been. Perhaps accredit it to her height and her size? Maybe. Her eyes of gold and yellow were warm as she wandered the territory, watching the people as they wandered before she laid eyes on Vayne and someone she didn't know. Never seen them before and she guessed that she would make due with introductions. Maybe. At least she was about to head out when she saw the bird.

Sprinting over she eyed the parrot with wide eyes. Really liking the bird's colors before she beamed a bright smile. Eye trying to twitch but not like she was paying attention to it. She was much too focused on the bird. "He's so cool! What's his name? Can I touch his wing?" She fired off the questions as she wiggled herself a little.

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｢ NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED ｣

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Roan had not yet met Blackout, but that wasn't exactly unusual for the soothsayer when it came to new joiners. He often found himself too preoccupied with medical duties to head out whenever the bell rang, preferring to let his mama and others handle it. However, he did always go out of his way to meet the new crewmates later, even if it was just for his own convenience. It paid to know at least a little bit about a potential future patient, after all. He never wanted to think about others in those terms, but... it seemed as though members of The Typhoon were more prone to accidents than anyone else. If Roan was a bit more cocky, he'd probably say it was a blessing that the group had himself and his sages to make sure they held it all together. He wasn't all that cocky, though, preferring to just get his work done and move along.

It seemed as though this particular venture out would be focused more on getting to know someone, rather than treating them. The winged feline had been out for a walk when the shrill call of Limelight reached his ears, temporarily causing them to flatten against his skull. He turned and eyed the hut that Blackout had chosen, immediately turned off by the presence of a small group already. However, he pushed through his initial reluctance, making his way over to settle into a seated position beside Vayne. His dark tail flicked behind him as he eyed Blackout, speaking in a soft and tired tone, "I don't believe we've met yet... I'm Roan Ó Faoláin-Roux, and I'm the soothsayer here. Be sure to come to me if you have any injuries." He couldn't help his voice being a little flat and businesslike as he introduced himself. The siamese tried to pick it up a bit as he continued, "Goldie also has a parrot companion... named Derya, if I'm not mistaken. It's a bit more colorful than... Limelight, was it? What kind of parrot is he?" He clearly wasn't the same kind as Derya, unless they could have wildly different color schemes.[/td][/tr][/table]

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Limelight seemed to be more volatile in reaction to the newcomers, though taking it out on Blackout with a few sharp caws. Almost like he was asking his friend 'who the fuck are these?' which made Blackout grin gently. "Both a pet and a friend, yes. His name is Limelight, and it's up to him if he wants you to pet him - he's picky." He caught himself before he spoke more, The grin leaving his face as he turned to Roan. "Will do - I'm Blackout Nexus."

"He's what's called a Dracula Parrot - my group simply called him a Night flier or Night Scout."

"House of Memories" —-- Blackout / Typhoon / [abbr=4.5 years, lynx]misc.[/abbr] / roleplayer

[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — [abbr=VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS, THE TYPHOON, BETA, 9 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

"Your group?" Vayne echoed with a frown. At first, she wanted to argue that The Typhoon was, or should be, Blackout's group, but she had to remind herself that he was still technically new; he hadn't been born here, as she had been. "Like a different group? Like Tanglewood?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

Walking over, the captain noticed that there was a small group and some bird was the center of attention currently. She never owned a bird before, no, nut she did have two large salt water crocodiles that followed her whenever she wasn't running around the Typhoon busy with captain duties that and most of the time she didn't want to eat up startling any of her clanmates with them... Especially Kalayavan who was the more aggressive of her two crocodiles and was fucking big as fucking hell. Maybe she'd show them off another time but for now, she walked over only to brush up against Roan with a small smile on her maw though her eyes shifted over to Blackout and Lights out... That was the things name right? Eh, she didn't know or had the energy to care.

"Well, you got yourself a little nifty bird there, pal." She began with a curt nod of her cranium keeping to herself that Goldie's parrot, Derya, was absolutely a thousand times better than Lights out or whatever the fuck its name was.

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｢ NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED ｣

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A Dracula parrot... well, that certainly explained the avian's rather edgy appearance. He was in silent agreement with his mama that Derya certainly seemed like a more appealing bird, but he was admittedly a bit biased on that front. Goldie was family and his apprentice, after all, which meant that he was around Derya quite a bit more. Either way, the soothsayer didn't voice this opinion as he pressed back against his mother, muttering softly to Blackout "That's certainly an interesting name for an entire species of bird... I'm sure whoever thought of it figured they were quite clever." The draconic feline's tone was quite dry, making it a bit difficult to tell if he was joking around or not. He was, but someone who didn't know him well would probably struggle to parse that out.

Upon hearing Vayne's curious questioning, Roan's blue gaze moved over to his adoptive sister, surprised by how stunned she seemed. Still, he supposed that she had been born within The Typhoon, just as he had. It made sense that she would be curious about other groups. With his tail flicking behind him, the siamese spoke up soon afterward, "It's not too unusual for joiners to come from other groups. Although, something tells me that Blackout here didn't come from one of the other larger groups." His gaze then cut back to Blackout himself, vaguely questioning. He couldn't recall there being any mention of another major group's scent on Blackout when he had arrived. Then again, that wasn't a guarantee. It didn't take too long for a scent to fade if one stayed away from the group's territory for a while.[/td][/tr][/table]

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There was a gentle grunt - a shadow of a laugh, as he heard Roan. Limelight went to squawk but Blackout sorta just placed his paw on the beak. "Limelight, stop - you're gonna scare someone and I already unnerve some of these people." Limelight squinted and fluffed his feathers.

"I've had him for a while, so yes." He didn't look at Roxanne but flicked his ears in her direction. "And i didn't come from a major group - more a small coven of defenders and protectors, scouts and enforcers." That was all anyone needed to know, he wasn't willing to tell about how the coven went to shit.

"House of Memories" —-- Blackout / Typhoon / [abbr=4.5 years, lynx]misc.[/abbr] / roleplayer