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[mincingminuet]

[Okay. That was weird. But it does work. Pen blinks in surprise and goggles at the bird that's now sort of squawking. It flaps away in surprise, annoyed that it's perch is this way...]

That was cool? Thanks. I really didn't want bird claws tearing my shirt up.

[Or her skin obviously.]

[long_live_the_queen]

[Lucy felt a little guilty at making the macaw fly off, but she was more relieved at Pen being okay. The lorikeets on her arms didn't seem bothered, chirping to themselves.]

...don't mention it.

[She did shoo the one pulling at her hair away finally, though. The others could stay.]

[mincingminuet]

You want to go somewhere else?

[The birds seem to be giving them at least a bit of a wide berth, now. It's almost like animals can sense when things happen better than people.]

[long_live_the_queen]

If you want.

[Lucy offered the seed cup to the inquisitive heron...ibis thing, who took a look, an experimental peck, and then turned up its nose. Beak. Lucy huffed at it under her breath.]

[mincingminuet]

[fucking ibis]

Yeah, I think maybe so we don't have any more incidents.

[Or freak out a kid or something.]

Maybe reptiles next?