closed 🪶 so many birds of so many feathers

[garudas]

Who: Benedikta Harman & Others.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: Benedikta tries to fix up the chocobo stables that she broke last month, and she also gets a new visitor through the rifts.
Warnings: None for now.

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[velocityraptor]

[ At the very least, he doesn't seem to mind questions. He doesn't - people have been asking them for years. He stands out and has a public facing job. People here might be shy but not every reporter at home has been. ]

I mean, kind of? [ That's probably one of the stranger questions, actually. ] They're attached to me though. Even if I shed all my feathers, I'd still have the bone structure there. [ He does not like to be that unarmed. But more importantly... ]

You have wings?

[garudas]

[Ah. She supposes that not everyone has been around long enough to see them for themselves, and it's not like she walks around with them out...

So there's something of a smile as she gives her shoulders a little shrug, and in a burst of magic and feathers and wind, her own wings unfurl from her back, their span wide and reaching, white feathers tipped in a light green. It startles a couple of the chocobos, squawks and warks echoing off the cliff walls.]

Not quite the same as yours and made of magic, but... still my own.

[Her smile turns a bit proud before she's bending over to straighten a plank of wood, and she shoves it into the dirt where she'd dug a little hole.]

[velocityraptor]

[ Hawks is delighted and impressed and he claps a couple of times. ]

Very nice! [ He's taking in her wingspan, it has to be close to his own, if not bigger perhaps. ]

I certainly hope you fly! [ Because that's the best way to travel, obviously, he's not at all biased. ]