Case File #004: The Turkey Problem

[saidhe]

now where'd the damned turkey get off to?


[ ps feel free to godmod the turkey okay go ]

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[sharp]

[ ... the hell. wow, where has she been??? ]

Hang on. A living one? Where did you even find it?!

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[saidhe]

a friend from home! misplaced aboard the ship as so many others.

it's a mystery to me how she survived that jump, if i'm quite honest.

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[sharp]

No ordinary turkey, eh? Sounds like that's the more important mystery here.

[ this is so mad sounding, even in text. ]

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[saidhe]

[ Luckily, they're both pretty used to mad sounding. ]

i only associate with that which is intriguing. it's an intriguing turkey.

and intriguingly missing turkey.

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[sharp]

Fine. Whatever word you want to use. But it's not going to be so intriguing if it ends up in a kitchen. Just saying.

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[saidhe]

wildlife rears its head on the ship, meaning to break up the monotony of everyday life here, and everyone's first reaction is to eat the damned thing. honestly.

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[sharp]

I don't want to eat it! I'm making a point as to why you should learn to keep a better eye on it.

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[saidhe]

one of many!

she's a feisty bird. she could fend off a many a mass. regardless, what sort of life is one cooped up in a bedroom when there's an entire spaceship to utilize?

[ holmes your hypocrisy is showing ]

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[sharp]

[ mhmmmmmm. ok, holmes. ]

Right. Okay. If we're ever under attack I'll know where to turn. Just don't sound so surprised the next time she runs off since she lives such a sheltered life.

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[saidhe]

surprise? hardly. abandonment, perhaps.

how else would one approach the situation? the tricky conundrum of a curfew on an animal that doesn't quite understand the concept.

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[sharp]

You know, I can't decide what's more exhausting talking about the turkey or chasing after it.

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[saidhe]

a physical chase requires little thought. you know, your brain is the hardest-working organ you have.

[ what is hypothetical ]

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[sharp]

Imagine if you had to use both. Good thing I'm used to that.

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[saidhe]

a woman after my own heart.

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[sharp]

[ that complimenting is helping. ]

Holmes, right? One of them, I mean.