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His feathers prickle âfluffy ass! Is that what you call me now?â
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@shantytown-haint
His feathers prickle âfluffy ass! Is that what you call me now?â

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@shantytown-haint : "I'm in agony lemme have this."
--- âDid you not follow my instructions to feel better?â
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Just as the woman has instructed the doctor had finally arrived at what she called âthe slaughter docksâ. It was named appropriately considering that it was practically called with blood and whatever mound of flesh as left behind. Birds and different creatures gathered there to feast on whatever was left. Which appeared to be anything that the butchers had deemed unworthy to sell. Or whatever scraps they left behind on the ground.
His head tilted, carefully peering around at the scarce people who were there. It didn't seem like it was a bustling place, at least at the moment it wasn't. The lack of a large catch hanging by its tail from ropes was an immediate sign that no one was going to be there for a while since there was no bounty to collect. When he had first arrived in bilgewater he recalled the water being soaked in blood, and workers swarming a giant corpse like ants. Cutting it the buts and distributing the pieces to the highest payer. He wondered how much the meat off a creature like that would sell in the mainland.
The doctor was standing by himself, no one bothered to question him. Maybe it was because he was a strange-looking man. Intimidating perhaps? No one seemed to enjoy the sight of a Zaunite in Bilgewater. Some chose to actively avoid him or move out of the way. It made it easier for him to get around. Usually, the ones who talked to him were either killed themselves or carried a weapon they could have easy access to.
âSlaughter docks.. Slaughter House..â he said to himself, squinting at the rugged signs that hung above a building. âYes this is correctâ his head peeked around, turning in various directions to search for the woman. How hard could it be to search for her? She seemed like the only human on the island with orange hair.
RUFFLES HIS FEATHERS
His feathers remained ruffled before they flatten down once more. His head tilting in an odd manner as ge peers down at her. âHello to you too!â
obnoxiously lounges on
His feathers ruffle a little as he leans against her, returning the lounge before throwing his head backward to talk towards the sky. âMalloryâ

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â i may not believe in fate , but i believe in you â
He was in the middle of something, well in the middle of himself actually. He was busy fixing part of his arm when the woman had spoken. Causing him to pause in his work and stare blankly at his opened compartment filled with circuitry. gently he clicked the panel back into place, head-turning when the soft click was heard of his arm putting itself back together. Mal was standing there, in the doorframe looking rather somber. He was half expecting her to be drunk, or maybe even slightly tipsy. But even if he couldnât see her properly she was indeed sober, unaffected by any subject of drug or alcohol.
âWhy do you say that so suddenly?â he says, turning on his stool to face her. Arms resting upon his lap as his bird head tilted to the side. âI know I can get this job done. Are you worried about my safety?â standing up he meandered over to her, head craning downward to get a better look at her features. It was hard to see with all the light pouring in from the outside. He never said it out loud but for a moment to see her face in the soft light made him blush behind his mask just slightly. The scars that covered her face added on to the character she was. It was remarkable. âIts nothing compared to my previous works. But.. your encouragement is much appreciated.â
@shantytown-haint âLong?â