Where?

whats worse killing the bird or finding Masters kurt on her back?

she decided to slip out while the getting was good...so with broom grasped by tiny hands..larl got into a defensive position...edging her way through the doorway beneath the bird and safety...upon leaving the wagon and the kite...she felt something wet hit her shoulder...looking quickly as white bird dung rolling down her skin...she felt instantly repulsed and left the wagon in search of a rep to clean the mess off her

damn little bird!...stomping to the steps and jumping to the ground...she walked towards the serving wagon and something to clean bird dung from her shoulder

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Party finder pinging...pinging...pinging.

After his exchange with Perry, he turns towards the front of the building. Blinking behind his goggles at the sight of Classy(er) IRIDIA. For some reason, it makes his fingers flex and then clench into fists. And give off a huff of breath.

"Hola..."

Taking a few steps towards you and slowing when you ask that question...

"Find the Hunter negotiator. Ask them what it takes to get my bounty cleared. Then do whatever that is so I can sleep in my own bed tonight." It's a questioning glance that follows...silently asking if that was enough or if he should do something different.

Your sheets were far too nice and silky. Plus, he knows him and Haven are a burden...even if you're too nice to admit it.

Peregrine P. Olveira-

You looked confused for a moment. So he opens up a point-to-point digital transfer and flicks you Nobunaga's Party Finder app. If you decide to accept it...you can find most of their group of misfits and badasses whenever you want, wherever you want.

Echo makes sure it's off during romantic and intimate times. Pretty much whenever he's not outside.

"You good to start scanning? I don't know how they'll react if they notice, so keep it low-key."

Just go with Missy.

was there something you wanted to..7m..confess dear.

Sharkie i spent 2 weeks setting this up
And you dont recall?

Do not recall

No sharko i told ya about this
If my team and couch team in finals
And they are..

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Okay, what is PartyFinder? For obvious reasons, he isn't getting IRIDIA's broadcast.

Asking to come along may have been a bold choice - choosing to come along bolder still. None of these people know who he is, or associate him with Echo. He'd brought along a facemask, the kind more designed for filtering out things in the air than for disguise - but it will do, right?

He's going to put that on, actually.

If he thinks about this too long, he will get anxious. A flash of a smile, though you only see the crinkle around his eyes, with the mask now on. Nothing about the way he is dressed is intimidating, all of it non-descript by design. "I say 'hi' back."

A small wave to IRIDIA too. A questioning look to Echo Fenix at IRIDIA's question.

Giving away our secrets are we?

when she'd made her way completely around the wagons interior..larl with broom in hand ready for a fight...moved into the center of Masters wagon...looking up through the hole in the center finding all was well there to...she would guess the little Heffer had flown out and i wouldn't have to look for it anymore.

she was just about to leave to the fire but something stopped her in her tracks...

the little kite was standing on one of the bosk horns just above the doorway...it was now or never...only one thing was in the way...Masters Bosk skull and horns...if she were to knock it down He'd be pissed

Tell me about it!

sharko is also..a woman? ok..ok by me

Missy betty is sharko alter ego

Crrraaaaaap! out.

Oh no shark didnt hear ya ask to get burbon

Ah

good night vaash have a good evening

she was able to shift her weight and roll over onto her left side, she was able to see her lifted rt thigh, the branded skin was pink and puckered, reminding her of bosk horns.. she ran a finger lightly above it, following it's design, gently feeling the salve the Commander had placed over it before leaving her side, rolls fully over lifting to sit onto her ass, feeling the wheel's chain that is latched to her collar pull and snatch her back, she winces with the movement, but thinks being bound all night caused most of the hurting than the branding

remembering what Haruspex had ordered her, she rotates slowly the small gold ring in her right nostril, she smiles as no pain, or lagging is felt, happy to know it must be healing well

a slave brings her a meal of bosk meat bits and water, tells this one to alert a Guard when she needs to visit the slave wagon and she will return, she give me a look at her healed tuchuk brand and smiles as she hurries away

knowing this is not a day of chores, slowly eats my bits and looks to the brightening day, for there will be very few if any days like this again