[Open | Action] Birds!

[badly_behaved_priest]

[Choose a location] -- Attleton or Genessia City

Thanks to Amberdrake, Sanzo is a "reluctant" secondary caretaker of a flock of ten, rainbow colored birds. They're the size of finches and ramble in disjointed sentences. They know how to listen to others if commands are directed at them, but would one know that right off the bat? They love to imitate the speech of others and annoy interesting strangers. Sanzo might have as few as two and as many as ten while he's walking about, being bored.

One of the birds might just take an interest in some stanger and try to play with their hair...

((OOC Warning: Don't be aggressive towards the birds unless you're after a fight.))

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Genessia City

[hero_for_fun]

Saitama didn't have any hair! But the birds found that interesting, too, two of them fluttering off to harass the hero as he neared Sanzo's spot in a park. His head was so shiny! And his cape was so fluttery, like Drake's robes!

"Ah," Saitama froze in place, knowing just like Sanzo did that first time that if he batted at them he could seriously hurt them! "What are you doing? You two sure are colorful. Hey, stop trying to eat my ear!"

One of the birds huffed something suspiciously like a sigh on his shoulder. It had just been preening the hairless human, honestly. The other bird chirped in victory from its perch on top of Saitama's dome. Look at the shiny!

[badly_behaved_priest]

"Leave it." Sanzo was so used to this by now he didn't have to see what the birds had beelined for to know that it was probably something they shouldn't be messing with. Catching sight of Saitama confirmed this. He squinted at the hero, incredulous. The birds were ignoring him, proud of their bright prize.

"What are you?" he asked with equal parts disdain and disbelief in his voice.

[hero_for_fun]

"What kind of a question is that?" Saitama responded, trying to -- very carefully! -- shoo the bird away from his ear before it decided to go back to preening. Stubbornly, it just hopped onto his gloved hand, and then back onto his shoulder.

"Are these your birds? They're really... determined... ahh, stop that!" There went the preening again. "My earlobe is not a food!"

[badly_behaved_priest]

Saitama's struggles with the birds would have been amusing if Sanzo wasn't so determined not to show said amusement. He settled on showing as much disdain as he could be assed with. As the weirdly dressed man wasn't intending to hurt the birds, he didn't make an attempt to draw them back yet.

"They're annoying." Still not helping. "They like bright things, you're brighter than they are."

[hero_for_fun]

"I guess, with all the yellow and red..." Saitama finally scooped the nibbling bird up -- carefully -- in one gloved hand and held it in front of his face. "Why are you trying to eat my ear?"

"My earlobe is not a food!" the bird mimicked, not at all bothered by being held like this.

"That's what I said! Here," he held out his hand toward Sanzo, "take it back. It's defective."

[youfool]

Ted's on a merry walk with his two ghost mons: Trevenant and Gengar. A happy, if spooky-looking tree, and a naughty ghost. He's whistling a merry tune before being assaulted by the unusually fearless burbs.

"Oh, hey! You're the bravest birds I know! Ha, stop, it tickles!" Their mockery was paralyzingly hilarious to him, stopping Ted dead in his tracks as he laughed and made commentary. Which was parroted back to him again, resulting in an endless cycle of comedy.

Trevenant was enjoying things too, for he was a tree, and a frequent if unwitting landlord to birds. "Yay, more birds to live in me! You guys are gonna love it; everyone does!" As with all mons, all normal people would hear was his name repeatedly, leading the birds to say "Trevenant" a bunch. Again, Ted found this hugely funny.

Gengar, though he had a grin, was not as taken by their antics, so he'd start some of his own. "Hey, that's assault! Let's smoke 'em." He's charging up a Shadow Ball, giving every sign that he intends to fire it off and clear a path. Ted's too incapacitated with laughter to notice.

[badly_behaved_priest]

The birds not already perched on Ted or Trevenant scattered and the rest fixed their eyes on Gengar, wary. Sanzo made sure they were out of harm's way before he announced his presence. And boy was he mad. Impressive, really, he hadn't had much to get properly furious at in a while. His silver revolver pointed directly between Gengar's eyes.

"Watch your pet," he said in a low, cold voice. He didn't take his eyes off the large purple blob of a monster, just daring the thing to actually launch that attack.

[youfool]

By now Ted was grounded, though relieved that the feather flurry had died down somewhat. He was still shaking with residual comedy. "Why, what's he doing?" He turned towards Trevenant, who was offering himself as prime nesting real estate. "I know, isn't he hospitable? He's always been good with woodland creatures. A regular Snow White."

It took Ted more than it should to notice the gun, on the other hand. His eyes followed the path towards you know who, leading to a gasp. "Gengar! Stop that!" The ball dispersed. Gengar snickered with his eyes to the side, hands behind his back and doing a deliberately poor job of looking innocent. Not that its owner would've known.

"Sorry, you'll have to forgive him. Likes practical jokes and, you know, winding people up for reactions." As evidenced by the ghostly giggling going on. "Didja see the look on his face? What a sap!"

"You can holster your firearm; he wouldn't hurt a fly." "Yeah, I squash 'em too fast 'fore they feel anything."

"Well, not if he weren't battling, anyway."

[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo kept his gun pointed at the cheeky ghost another few seconds before he huffed and lowered his arm. He didn't trust that thing one bit. The birds, now they were out of danger, were happy to play with Trevenant. They kept their distance from Gengar for now.

"What is that thing?" Judging by his reaction, the gengar was sentient but Sanzo didn't care. He was still mad.

[youfool]

Ted chuckled. "Thing? That's a bit callous, don't you think?" He couldn't deny that Gengar was a curiosity. Ted looked lovingly towards the ever-jubilant Trevenant, absorbed with its own reveries.

"These two are what's called pokemon; about as intelligent a beast as one could hope to find. Though your birds may challenge that, given their penchant for mockery. Gengar likes that too; making fun. Maybe a little too much." He shot him a look, which Gengar took as a flattery.

"Gengar, on top of being a mischievous scamp, is a 'Ghost' type. Don't worry, I don't think that means anything metaphysical. Just that he likes to go through walls and haunt on occasion. Thankfully the latter is something I've exercised from his sphere of activity. Now he goes on walks. He's handy to have around nowadays, in the summer. Did you notice how it got cooler when we came by? A chill proceeds him wherever he goes.

Now it's my turn! What are those mockingbirds of yours?"

Genessia City

[imaginationswoes]

Airy was walking with a plastic grocery bag slung over her elbow. Her free hand was rummaging through it looking for the tic-tacks that should be somewhere at the bottom of the bag. Her eyes flick between the path in front of her and the contents of her bag.

A sudden peak to her head from a small bird sends Airy stumbling. Her feet trip over each other and she flails to the ground. She looks up to see a bird tugging at her long chestnut hair.

"What?"

It wasn't her bird.

[badly_behaved_priest]

Really? Toppled by birds... These birds had a way of finding targets he least wanted to deal with. Not that he could think of anyone he didn't already know that he wanted to deal with. Even that was a short list.

Without a word he bent to grab her arm and try to haul her upright. The birds were happily hopping around their new plaything, laughing and spewing nonsense at each other.

[imaginationswoes]

Airy wasn't actually expecting any help up. She did find her tic-tacks in the process though so she's feeling pretty good about things.

"Ah, thank you." She looked up at the stranger and then over at the birds. "Are they yours?"

[badly_behaved_priest]

"My roommate's." Sanzo would be shot before he admitted the rainbow flock was as much his as Amberdrake's. He had to maintain some dignity when it came to taking care of tiny chatty birds. Said birds approached more carefully this time but were still determined to land on Airy and play with her hair.

"They're a damn nuisance, following me around."

[imaginationswoes]

Airy laughed and then pulled some bread from the grocery bag. "Can I feed them?" It was okay if they peaked at her hair but she figured they might want to eat something else.

"They're cute."

Genessia

[sizedoesntmatter]

Yugi wasn't exactly amused. he was having problems having to handle doing things while in a wheelchair. But now the birds had started to play with his hair. It was big enough that he was pretty sure one of them was nestling in there.

He raised his hands to try and get them to move, but they would just fly back there. "Can anyone help me?"

[badly_behaved_priest]

At a sharp, unspoken command the birds fluttered off of Yugi, most landing back on their foul tempered owner's shoulders. Two stayed, but sitting on the wheelchair itself rather than the occupant.

"Sorry about them," said Sanzo, a mean look directed at the two still ignoring him. The one with a red head whisper "fuck" in response to being urged to leave Yugi alone completely.

[sizedoesntmatter]

"It's fine, it's fine." Yugi said laughing slightly. While it had been bothersome for the most part to him it was a bit of normalcy. Something that helped him get his mind off of a few things.

"I assume they belong to you then. Seem well trained."

[badly_behaved_priest]

"They're not mine," Sanzo replied bluntly. "I have the misfortune to have to take care of them, still."

As the two birds were still not obeying, he plucked one off the chair carefully. The other admitted defeat and fluttered away to hop around instead. Hmph!

"They're supposed to be well trained." He squinted at the bird in his hand. It stared back, pleased with itself.

[sizedoesntmatter]

"Whose are they? Though... they do seem to know you."

He shifted his chair slightly, moving it back while watching the birds carefully.

Attleton

[rakuganzuki]

"That's my ear, let go..!"

That voice might be familiar.

Yahiko was only looking for a place to sit down to eat the sweets that he bought, and now he has to let go of the colorful paper bag he's carrying with a hand and bat at the very rude bird that's interested in his fox ears with a hand. It's not aggressive or anything, just the kind of swat you direct toward an annoying fly that insists on being in your face, or something like that.

[badly_behaved_priest]

It was familiar and Sanzo was not looking forward to dealing with this! Great.

"Leave it alone, he'll give you mites." The bird landed nearby Yahiko and tilted its head this way and that, curious. It's owner was giving Yahiko a much meaner look.

"Why did I have to run into you twice?"

[rakuganzuki]

Wow! That was so rude! There is a grrrr from Yahiko.

"I don't have mites, human child!"

He sticks out his tongue at the man, though it may as well be useless to do so.

"And I'd like to know that too. But I'd guess that it's because apparently we both have no luck."

[badly_behaved_priest]

Equally useless was the kick Sanzo aimed in the vague direction of Yahiko. He missed and told himself he had totally meant to miss. It was just a threat. Yes.

"I don't recall letting you call me a child," he snapped, the picture of maturity with his petulant expression and tone. "I'm not the one that looks like one."

To Sanzo he looked mostly like a blur but that wasn't the point!

[rakuganzuki]

Very impressive kick. Except not at all.

"Since when does someone need permission to call a child what they are?" At the very least, all his life it's been totally normal to call children children. "I may look like this, but I choose to, and appearance has nothing to do with actual age."