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[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[The onsen is absolutely covered in crows.

Every little outcropping, every bit of wood or stone or anything that sticks out enough for the crows to perch on is perched on. There aren't so many that the building is completely black with them, but from afar it certainly looks as if the building has large, burnt (albeit feathery) patches and smears. The birds are slightly bigger than one would expect, but most of all they are much quieter. One would think such a large number of crows would be afire with avian conversation and squabbling, but they sit still enough, and their voices are controlled enough that they sound more like they are occasionally making great intellectual remarks rather than bird-chatter.

If one wanted to get away from the hundreds of little black eyes, they could go inside. It wouldn't work, actually, since there are still crows lurking inside the onsen, but there are significantly fewer of them, so it isn't so bad.

Isaiah himself is reclining, resplendent in his glory, in some dining hall or another; the table before him is sickeningly laden, though a great deal of the food seems to be the same thing over and over. There are no crows in the room, but there is a single oversized magpie perched placidly on a chair. Occasionally, Isaiah seems to talk to no one (which is about his style), though one could surmise he is talking to the bird.]

Fuck going home, right? This is better than home, sun or not.

(ooc: hopefully i am not b& for this!! anyway. if you so desire you can reply to Isaiah proper, or just have wild threads being creeped out by large birds watching you bathe. and eat. and sleep. thread hop etc )

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[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, did Mr "I Have Been Working Very Hard To Suppress My Ornithophobia Through My Entire Life" just wake up into his own nightmare or what? It's a good thing Loeb wrote him with a flock of crow minions for no real reason when writing that one Legends of the Dark Knight story he is used to working with murders of crows despite this.]

[Magpies aren't too bad, though. And one is better than a flock]

You said you liked birds, but I think this may be considered in excess of 'like.'

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Isaiah turns just enough to look at him. The magpie looks at Scarecrow too, but it doesn't have the beaming, almost jack lantern grin of its summoner.]

What?

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[there is a moment's pause]

Isaiah, not to be rude, but are you certain you don't need to become one of my patients?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

Nah, I think I'm good. Not wearing question-mark boxers yet.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

I have to wonder if you've considered bird-patterned ones.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

You know, I actually think I had a pair.

When I was five.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

So you decided to compensate with a small army?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Have a suspicious headpoke from Brigitta; sudden birds are WEIRD but very cool] ...Excuse me; are you responsible for all the birds?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

All the what?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Birds, the things with wings, beaks and feathers... One is sitting next to you; you must have seen it.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, him. There are more?

[oh you're so smooth.]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...You haven't seen them? They're all over outside [She pauses for a second and then plucks a feather from her hair] all over inside too.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Seriously? That's amazing. How many?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Birds are cool. Especially since animals LOVE Ikki.

Unbidden, a baby crow pops out of his hair!]

Kuu? What the fuck, you should be staying at home.

[SQUAWK]

Opportunistic little bastard.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[!]

Is there a crow on your head?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki opens one eye. He's just chillaxin' wherever.]

Yep. He lives there for some reason. And eats all my damn food.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

What happens when he poops?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's potty-trained. I'd roast him otherwise.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Isaiah was not looking skeptically at Ikki's hair there. Naaah.]

Thank god.

How long've you had him?

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[There is now a wet blonde woman dripping towards you, Isaiah; for I am a very nice person]

...The sun is made out of fire [Wow Bai; you're so smart!]

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Isaiah brightens.]

And it's not the only hot thing around here.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[...Oh Isaiah; even Bai notices that and shall be looking rather amused]

Thank you... You still haven't found me a way back though.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[Haha what.

Then he remembers. Always making promises to girls, Isaiah!!]

Well, you know, I know plenty of people who could do it, but I don't know if they would do it. Have a demon at their beck and call, right? Hard to pass up.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[She might be giving him a faint glare]

Couldn't you trick them into it? I'm hardly worth having as a servant in this pathetic state, and I'd repay them afterwards.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[He holds up two hands in the surrender/helpless/stop sign.]

Girl, the shady fucks I know? They'd take the seal off, and while they're doing that put a new one on that makes you do whatever they want.