#hello again...

I'm hoping my save file isn't messed up, but if it is, I'll start a new low cc save file once I get my laptop fixed or replaced! It will be a bummer to lose my vela save, but it will also be nice to start fresh.

I'm hoping to get it fixed in the next couple months since it will be the busy season at work and I'll be able to save a bit easier.

Mouth opens.

Closes.

Opens again--

"MI

TA

MA!!!"

He starts shuffling after her.

Picks up speed a little, even.

"Where do you think you're going, hm?? Without even so much as a hello for your old man!?"

If she's going to be like that,

she deserves the fatherly embarrassment she's got coming.

"It is.... my birthday," ( it is in fact, not,) "And I have installed a chip reader." (he actually has.)

Claude stifled a yawn, finally closing the pigeon cage and finishing with his rounds for the day. He hadn't been able to check on them the last few days, yet somehow, through some inexplicable streak of luck. Someone had been caring for them. 

"You're lucky aren't you, y' plump fellows. Eh?" He muttered, grinning as they seemed to run crazily back and forth. Bobbing their heads like little madmen. Almost as if they were doing some kind of dance that a sprite might do.

He liked birds. He'd always liked them.