TEXT ;

[cons]

WHY IS THERE A MONSTER TURKEY VULTURE TRYING TO ATTACK ME FOR GOING INTO MY OWN ROOM HOLY SHIT NO SOMEBODY PLEASE COME CLAIM THEIR HIDEOUS PET BEFORE I SHOOT IT

THANKS




[ ooc: she's in talk-to-text mode. or... text to talk.. whatever. she's yelling at her communicator and it's translating it to text, right. ]

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[bottlearum]

[Okay. He's trying not to be amused, really he is.]

Monster turkey vulture?

[WHAT WOULD THAT EVEN LOOK LIKE?]

[cons]

[ SHE SEES THAT SMIRK. again, in Simon's room by now, so she'll sit on camera. she look frazzled, ]

Monster was a little bit of an exaggeration. But it's big! It's a big turkey. Angry, too.

[bottlearum]

An' you made it angry? [He waves a hand.] Er--Angrier.

[/amuse]

[cons]

No! [ but she's laughing ] I didn't do anything at all, cross my heart. I was only trying to get into my room.

[bottlearum]

Apparently it seems t'have a liking t'your room then, luv. Territorial, it sounds like.

[cons]

Which makes no sense, because I've never had a turkey in my room, or anything even remotely poultry-like. It should have no attachment to it. At all! Stupid thing.

[bottlearum]

Maybe it's a scent thing? You know, ladies like you always got...

[He waves his hand.]

...smelly stuff y'like t'put on. Maybe it was attracted to that?

[cons]

Perfume? [ SNORT ] I mean, maybe. Or it likes something that's in my room already...

I wonder if I should go check on it.

[bottlearum]

The turkey?

[He raises an eyebrow.]

Why'd you wanna look after the thing? No good can come of it, luv, I'm tellin' you.