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4th Teddy Bear [Action][Forward-dated to daytime]
[A relatively normal day, so far. Elicia'd been coloring up pictures of pirates (fire-breathing lions were soooo last week) and was generally relaxing in her new setting. Lots of new friends and happy times! But as she finished up Mr. Pirate's peg-leg, she happened to notice, by chance, something out the apartment's windows...
A small bird limping across the grass outside!
Well, leaving it certainly wouldn't do... It'll only take a second to go see and it's close by, so it'sokay!—besides, it looks like it could rain in a little bit... She has to make sure the little critter wasn't stuck out during a drizzle...
So Elicia leaves the apartment and rushes down the stairs, slip-on shoes click-clacking all the way. She can see the bird in the distance trying to flap a mangled wing, and runs toward it... which is, in hindsight, a bad idea, because it just darts into the brush. She continues for a few seconds until she's in a little clearing, where soft frenzied chirps meet her ears.
A tree! Over there~!
She climbs its jutting roots and looks into a hole to find baby birds, all chirping and fat... like their mama? Aaah, but that means mama bird was missing! Was it really the one she'd chased earlier? Well, she'll just sit and admire the babies for now while waiting for any sign of said mama birdy, whenever you feel like bumping into her.]
A small bird limping across the grass outside!
Well, leaving it certainly wouldn't do... It'll only take a second to go see and it's close by, so it'sokay!—besides, it looks like it could rain in a little bit... She has to make sure the little critter wasn't stuck out during a drizzle...
So Elicia leaves the apartment and rushes down the stairs, slip-on shoes click-clacking all the way. She can see the bird in the distance trying to flap a mangled wing, and runs toward it... which is, in hindsight, a bad idea, because it just darts into the brush. She continues for a few seconds until she's in a little clearing, where soft frenzied chirps meet her ears.
A tree! Over there~!
She climbs its jutting roots and looks into a hole to find baby birds, all chirping and fat... like their mama? Aaah, but that means mama bird was missing! Was it really the one she'd chased earlier? Well, she'll just sit and admire the babies for now while waiting for any sign of said mama birdy, whenever you feel like bumping into her.]
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That's awful! I'm glad people aren't like that...
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[His own wings quiver just a little on his shoulder blades at the thought.]
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Sounds like fun!!
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[He's trying to make a "serious" face at that to impress upon the kid the absolute truth of the statement - and comes out looking pretty silly.]
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Why do we have wings, anyway?
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[Oh great, how to explain the harsh realities of this world to a five year old.]
Umm, the people that used to live here, they all had wings. And the people who live outside this town, where we can't get to, they've all got them too, but theirs are different. So I guess the guys who bring us all here think we should, too.
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