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Ashten N. Xtorm
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Height : 25 ft
Weight : 10,000 lbs
Species : Oni
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Crew Role : Captain / Engineer / Carpenter / Shipwright / Brawler
Devil Fruit : N/A
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 135
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 40
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[Episode] An Escape, A Robbery, A Hat-Wearing Traveler?! Empty [Episode] An Escape, A Robbery, A Hat-Wearing Traveler?!

Thu Jun 23, 2022 10:33 pm
Episode Details:

Some Years Ago

This... As the birds flew far and away, miraging onward to more pleasant waters as nature ran it's wicked course.

Just... To watch out at the countless, turning tides where stray ships sailed along only to keep their distance a fair ways from the island in question... An island of infamy.

Sucks... Happened to be the negative cloud of emotions that came from a strolling and recently turned 18-year old 'Pirate.'

Walking along by the beach had been this singular pirate... For this singular pirate was a new-comer to the field of piracy.

A wild and turbulent landscape of scorched earth and destructive individuals all of whom were filled with dreams, desires and aspirations for the greater-wide world!

...

But this 'one' - Looking down from the skies above, gazing downward appeared a series of black-feathered yet white-body bodies birds flew in large, flickering flock. These birds were native to the South Blue but only moved in mass flocks' at very certain times of the year.

'Great Change Flows The Black N' White Birds Of The Sea.' A saying that held true to this very, singular day... But it wasn't as if these images of a times' change made real were simply myth.

These had been living and breathing animals... Animals that could feel fear, pain, hunger... Exhaustion.

For this flock held a weak link... One of the birds was fading away, much smaller than the rest and seemingly younger as well given the coloration and pattern of it's feathers' hadn't come into a 'full-bloom' as it were.

The little-creature was linger off in a bid of weakness, unintentionally so... But it was pushing itself hard!

It's little eyes' were fading, it's wing flaps were slowing down... And in time... It's eyes' faded over... It's wings stilled and it had... Given out.

...

Entering something of a freefall as it's speed had gotten faster and faster til it's little body had struck the waters' of the ocean.

Roused from it's exhausted-induced sleep, the little creatures' eyes' snapped open and it had begun to panic... Flapping it's wings proved to be a tactic of an 'useful' tactic considering all of the rampant waters around it.

*Chirp! Chirp!* The small animal let out a set of chirps, instinctive calls out for some aid or at least to communicate with those of its' kind. A cry for desperation, for need!

...

A large, stripped-fin escaped the water that caused the black n' white bird to pause in a instinctive fear... For as great and bountiful as the water was... It was both a dangerous and murderous place if one was to linger there for too often.

...

*Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!* The birds' panic was clear, it's eyes' blaring over with an immense blur of fear and anxiety overcoming it. It's water-covering feathers gave it not ability to rise from the waters' surface at all and it's unskillful treading had only caused it to rise and sink, losing vital bits of air as it lose track of the fin.

...

...

..*Fwoosh!* The surface of the water was shattered by the rising maw of a colossal, striped shark! Sharp teeth and massive jaws properly a huge, devour chomping at the small bird!

*CHIRRRRRRRRRRRP!* Something of a high-pitched shout of scream was done as the little bird could only watch as the final moments of its' life... From it's birth, from growing alongside it's siblings under the eye of it's mother... To it's first hunted meal... To the first time it began to fly.

...

All of it came... However... Behind the likes' of a figure... The hunting-fish hadn't know... The bird hadn't know... But a glint of metal and wild-chop as the water was slammed apart in a furious boom of force!

...

...

The sight of the bird, the fish and metal had disappeared....

*Fwoooosh.*

Parting the waters' appeared a muscled-humanoid - Absurdly large and semi nude from the top-down revealing a bare torso... Wet-locks of hair fell over their face, stumpy formations of bone protruding from his brow and a stern yet very chiseled face hefted up a white-eyed and decently-sized fish in comparison to his bold hefty in comparison.

Hand grabbing it's tail-fin and housing a bloody-dripping axe of a savage make, a subtle grunt was sounded as a small grin became a large-one after examining the hefty beasty in hand.

This was a proper meal!

...

Peering downward at the white-eyed, water-flowing out of mouth, unconscious bird in the water that had been near the mysterious man.

Or rather; that same pirate that we spoke of earlier.

He scratched his chin... Holstering his large-weapon on a belt-loop before picking up the creature with ease - It didn't even fill up the large man's hand but he was gentle enough as to not crush in his grasp.

"Claclaclacla! Fish n' a bird in one trip! A fine treasure for me!" Exclaiming out with a bold grin, this was one way to start the day on this island.

The island of Centaurea... The island of pirates and criminals.

And the island... Of Ashten N' Xtorm!

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Name : Aya Ruiz
Epithet : "Pikasso"
Age : 25
Height : 4'5"
Weight : 120 lb
Species : Mink
Faction : Civilian/Other
Devil Fruit : Suke Suke no Mi
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 133
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 55
Willpower (WP) : 65
Level : 1
Experience Points : 100
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Yesterday at 5:31 am
"Aaaaaand...finished." With a dreamy sigh and a puff of spiced smoke the last few strokes of the brush made their mark on a canvas held up by a stained and obviously travel-worn easel. The wooden legs holding it up had obviously been repaired many times over to various degrees of success. Still, after quite a bit of adjusting it seemed to hold straight for as long at the Mink needed.

'-P I K A S S O-'

It was a signature that could be found in the corner several new paintings that had shown up on a few of the nearby islands with not a soul to claim their creation. That was how she preferred it, anyways. Not like she had a place to store her art while she travelled, and it only seemed right to return the piece (which was nearly always made of materials 'borrowed' from nearby towns or villages anyways) to the landscape that inspired the work in the first place.

Centaurea had been more of an accidental detour from Aya's picturesque plans, but that in itself was part of this lifestyle. She had let go of worrying about much at all a long time ago and it had become easy to distance herself from the nagging expediency that Lesser Minks seemed to be rocketing through their daily lives with.

Still, it wasn't really the sort of place one dreamed about painting. The whole place stunk of char from the very first breath she had taken as she scampered out from below the deck of the boat she had been stowing away on. Those sailing had been some sort of thieves trying to find a place to pawn off a few meager ill-gotten goods to whoever was close enough and dumb enough to buy for the prices they boasted to each other about seeking. Yes, it turned out that more often than not people would distract themselves with their busy comings and goings enough to ignore any hint of a phantom presence.

Painting as soon as the sky first lightened in the morning meant that she could relax a little more in a place like this. It seemed like the sort of people taking shelter here wouldn't be the kind to wake up early. Hangovers weakened even the earliest of risers and with the ruckus and chaos of the night before she couldn't imagine anyone had gotten any real rest aside from herself. She had thought she heard squabbling and a scuffle in the night, but the spot she had managed to squirrel herself away into to sleep had been secluded and particularly cozy...

Finding a place interesting enough to paint in the morning had been more of a chore than with  any other landscape she had come across. One could only peer at rubble and ruin for so long without concluding it obviously wasn't the most eye-catching subject. Haunting, maybe. In fact, that was how she would describe this finished art; Haunting. What had happened on this island, anyways?

A clear paw dried and packed the brush back out of view. Inhale. The breeze pushed back into her form, giving just a hint of the features of the soft fur of her face as light grey smoke rolled over her person and then dissipated into the air. The piece would take a little while to dry, but that didn't mean she couldn't get moving. The easel broke down and joined the rest of her supplies in her backpack and she stuck the painting to the back of the pack to air dry. The smoke of her cigarette snuffed out on the bottom of her heel and she quickly pocketed the remaining materiel. No sense leaving things worse than they were.

As the invisible Mink meandered away from the ruins she had found her muse in she couldn't help but be drawn towards the shore. This island didn't have much to offer her. The landscape was barren and scarred and those occupying the island didn't seem the types to take kindly to unannounced company from the bits and pieces of talk she could pick up while still steering clear of most of the lot.

Her boots hit the sand, making curious little indents as she walked closer to the shore. In the drier sand the movement might have just been the shifting of dunes, but once she got a bit nearer to the water the obvious imprint of a the heel and toe of a small boot punctuated every step.

As Aya lifted her gaze from the sand below she found herself staring up. Ahead there seemed to be something, no, someone up ahead on the beach. And before her very eyes, that someone seemed to be attacking the sea and holding some large creature victoriously as he towered above a mere twenty feet away. She squinted; was that a bird in his hand? The whole scene was perplexing enough to leave her frozen in place. Even knowing he couldn't see her, she couldn't help but feel as if being still gave her a better chance to go unnoticed by the large figure who seemed to be well enough caught up with his gains.

Perhaps there was a way to get around all this confusion and head towards one of the boats probably still moored further up the shore. The Mink's gaze shifted imperceptibly from the person before her to the creature in his hand. It didn't seem he was the one to cause its lack of consciousness. What was this guy even up to? The transparent spectator watched on curiously, trying to figure out how much of a threat to her relaxing morning this really was.

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Name : Ashten N. Xtorm
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Age : 22
Height : 25 ft
Weight : 10,000 lbs
Species : Oni
Faction : Pirates
Alliance : N/A
Crew : N/A
Crew Role : Captain / Engineer / Carpenter / Shipwright / Brawler
Devil Fruit : N/A
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 135
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 40
Willpower (WP) : 70
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Yesterday at 10:52 am
Just off and near the coastline - the much larger than your normal humanoid had begun his long-walking back to the land. A smile on his face as an audible rumble came from his torso that caused to him to chuckle at him where he'd begun to drag alone the hefty and slain shark-like fish in tow.

"Bout time, I got some food... Been a long two days." A rumbling mutter where his smooth lips parted and he had then spoken to himself as he continued along, his eyes' closing for a moment as he'd begun to ponder and think to himself in an unconscious spur of the moment action to recall as to what had been happening. Rushing swarms of new victors had been arrived on the island in droves at times, the stubby-horned Oni wasn't blind or dim. He knew something more extreme was going on in the background.

Overall; Centaurea was more or less... Complete and utter wasteland at times in the South Blue but it was still home despite all of the strife, trouble and fighting that the big-man had to deal with growing up here by his relative lonesome... B-But he was alright! His trusty axe had gotten him through life and now that he just turned 18 years old, he could finally experience booze!

*Fwoosh! Fwoosh! Fwoosh!* Only for the splash of the waters that surround him in immense quantities came rumbling and collided with him that caused him to laugh out in his odd and unqiue laugh once more... "Claclaclacla! Damn! I'm just day-dreaming today! Claclaclacla!" An audible roar exploded from him as it roused the bird in his hand to wake up, it's eyes' blinking as it sat up in this lazy and uncertain way only to stop as it looked at the figure who caused this.

...

"Eh? Hello, Birdie... Ready to join me for some breakfast?" His smile was there but to the poor animal... THIS MONSTER WAS GONNA EAT IT!... Had been the thought process that riddled it's poor, small form which the Oni could watch in surprised as the coloration of it's feathers had suddenly inverted, it's eyes' had gone white again and a strange foam arouse from it's mouth in a wafting pool of gunk and such.

...


Almost in a one-two fashion, it fell unconscious in a stupor when it fell backwards... The foaming and twitching had only caused for the Oni to laugh even louder than beforehand as whoever was on the shore of Centaurea could hear a unqiue laugh rumbling out from the great beyond as it were. Solely because one guy who had been 'fishing' was laughing his rear off because of a funny little bird.

But parting the tides that sway and came crashing into the beach, at the moment - this larger than life humanoid whose was large and tall enough that the water despite deep it was only reached upward to his waistline, walking along as his feet came down onto the waters' beneath the surface without being interfered or hampered in the slightest.

Til his feet reached the sandy and tossing beach, water dripping and dropping from his entire form as the slain fish was half of his height in length and nearly as wide... A set of bulky-trousers were utterly soaked and a soft-shake as he shivered came along.

The big-man kept on walk only to stop as his eyes' narrowed for a moment, darting off in some random direction before speaking to himself... "What the? I swore I saw something... *Gurgle* ... It can wait after food, however! Claclaclacla! " Yelling out as he brought alone the freshly-hunted beastie and who knows... Perhaps the bird might be for something else.

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Some Time Later

The Oni - One by the name of Ashten was sitting down - By a massive bonfire even in comparison to himself as he had swapped out his soaked-clothes for something of a leather-like kilt but right now - He was patiently waiting for his food to finish cooking. A hulking skewer of grilling fish and strange-vegetables that ranged from red pumpkins to oversized coconuts as the hefty-branch was turning color to a black as the skewer was being rotated by a somewhat primitive but finely built spit-roast over the fire.

Near and away - The same bird, now with a inverted color pattern compared to before was laying on a stack of leaves as if they were a makeshift bed and was snoozing... But... It's peak twitched.

Whatever this guy was cooking... It was one of kind smell and it smelled very, very good!

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Name : Aya Ruiz
Epithet : "Pikasso"
Age : 25
Height : 4'5"
Weight : 120 lb
Species : Mink
Faction : Civilian/Other
Devil Fruit : Suke Suke no Mi
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 133
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 55
Willpower (WP) : 65
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Yesterday at 2:29 pm
A large rumble shook Aya's small frame as she watched on. Of course this wasn't a normal Lesser Mink, not at that size, and his laughter made that rather obvious. Moments like this were cherished in the Mink's mind; This was something she'd never experienced before! Despite the excitement, the inherent danger of intermingling with the world of the visible was never far from her mind. Watching and waiting was almost always the best choice.

Even considering the vast difference in size, there was something about the Oni before her that reminded her a bit of her older 'kid' brothers. For a minute she could have sworn that he looked in her direction, preemptively making her fur fluff as she readied herself to run. Luck was on her side as his great stomach growled and distracted him from the line of thought, earning a soft sigh of relief from the Mink. The almost indistinguishable sound was quickly followed by a quiet grumble from her own stomach. How long had it been since she had eaten? At least a day for certain, but this place didn't seem like it was brimming with food and her fishing skills were greatly impeded by a hesitance to approach the ocean too closely.

Watching the Oni put together a massive fire was intriguing to say the least. Pikasso had never been one to mind watching people too much but since her travels any concern about being 'rude' by watching others had fallen completely by the wayside. Watching unknowing subjects was just a symptom of removing herself from the perception of a majority of people.. It was the separation between perceived reality and the truth, and Aya was a strange living example.

Soon her curiosity brought her closer. Perhaps it was a dumb decision, but the demeanor of the man now sitting by the fire and the wafting scent of cooking fish and vegetables was an almost comforting siren song she could hardly deny. Besides, if something went wrong she was sure she could get away faster than he could make sense of things. To most, the surprise of finding something unseen was there all along was enough to cause at least a slight pause of confusion.

Surely he could spare a bit of his meal! And with the way the bird had been nestled into a faux-nest beside the flames... it didn't seem this man was just a ruthless killer. Choosing whether it was easier to reveal herself or take what she needed was always a bit of a moral quandary. If she paid enough attention and gave it time she was sure she could sneak a bit of that fish for herself without him noticing much... but the emptiness of her stomach made it a ticking time bomb for growls of hunger.

Still a few feet away, Aya made her choice. Or rather, compromised her choices. A dark pair of round shades, a dark velvet beret, a billowing black and white striped sweater, as well as a few messy paintbrushes still tucked into the front pocket of the deep grey overalls faded into view. The person's actual body, however, remained clear as Pikasso stood to one side of the fire just a few feet away. The hat and glasses moved slightly, giving the impression she was peering over and up towards the Oni.

"Are... youteia going to eat that all?" It was a quiet inquiry, just barely audible above the crackling flames, and slightly hoarse from a lack of speaking. As if on que, the sleeves of the sweater reached back towards a large, olive green backpack that now came into view, procuring a mostly-full bottle of deep red wine. Even the sizable bottle was dwarfed in comparison to present company, sloshing against the deep green glass as she held it up towards him. "Care to trade?" It was a meager offer, but it was what she had on her.

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Name : Ashten N. Xtorm
Epithet : N/A
Age : 22
Height : 25 ft
Weight : 10,000 lbs
Species : Oni
Faction : Pirates
Alliance : N/A
Crew : N/A
Crew Role : Captain / Engineer / Carpenter / Shipwright / Brawler
Devil Fruit : N/A
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 135
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 40
Willpower (WP) : 70
Level : 1
Experience Points : 100
Berries Berries : 50,000
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Yesterday at 5:30 pm
*Crack. Crack. Crack* Watching with an almost predatory-glint in the large eyes of this one Oni. Watched with an intense, serious look in those grey orbs of steely concentration, examining nearly every bit of this potential meal had caused Ashten's lips to water. A set of intense streaks started to form, dribbling faster than the enticing scent of food. Ignoring the sensations that'd cause discomfort and improper etiquette at this moment but he hadn't exactly need to worry. This Oni male was alone! Just as this titan's forcibly clenched mouth as he'd been patiently waiting for what felt so long.

Ashten's grey orb had latched into the center of the flame, the rotating being his make-shift spit-roast as he was beginning to see the 'good' part... The juiciest parts of the fish were coming to final form! *Bsssh. Bsssh. Bsssh.* As the shark-like creatures' scales had begun to break away from the body where the fire was directly hitting placed. As if it was peeling away because of flame's heat but its flesh beneath was utterly riddle with grilling, flame-seared meat. The pumpkin-like vegetables had transferred coloration from a sunburnt orange to a strange lemon-tinged yellow, and sets of robust coconut items had their outer shells utterly burnt to a crisp as the stick used for the skewer was beginning to strain.

"Yes! My meal has finished cooking. Time to eat!" A firm bellowing voice caused the sand to shift, the flames of his hand-crafted bonfire to flicker. Lastly and the most important thing to occur because of that shout. The poor bird in question. The very same that had been resting atop this makeshift and comfortable nest intended for it. Brighting up from its exhaustion-induced rest and wide-eyed at the moment. To what discover in its view point. Had been the same man that slew the beast which had almost devoured it, a fire that was cooking something, an unknown environment to the migration creation.

Gazing with a muffled chirp... It had done so and saw those great hands. Ones that were drying off from a seabound journey then reached out. An audible sound from those fingers wrapped. Constricting as it then gripped the item and the arm began to flex. Lifting such a burdensome and large item compared to the bird's size by a wide margin. Noticing that it was the same skewer. One that was being utilize, vital in preparing up the 'food' for this beast of a humanoid... The food just happened to be that same creature which almost ate it! A flickering glint appearing in the birds' eyes' - A corner of it noticed n flash came afterwards!

*Sluuuub.* It saw as a hefty slab of the grilled fish start to peel off in a perfect matter that was only snatched up in a leaf by the reactive Oni. Grasping up the main part of the meal, the vegetables were taken from the skewer alongside peeling them revealing a doughy center from the coconuts and piping-hot pumpkin-like mash!

"Here's your bit, birdie." The tone of this smiling lad was heard... The bird's eyes went wide and it had wisely walked over. Hopping with a renowned intelligence where its eye came over, examining this offer and the one who had done so. He'd begun to fix his food from the skewer that was an even heftier amount... It reached down and peaked away, it was hot but... But... But... SO GOOD!

Its eyes' sparkled where Ashten let out a low chuckle after seeing this but paused when he heard a voice... Tilting a head over and gazing off at the person who spoke. They'd been this... Small... Fully... Furred... Person? Brow was utterly raised in confusion at this new individual that happened to grace his bonfire as he'd started to heat up at the moment. A stray hand as he kept an eye on them had latched onto a large gourd of some kind. Wielding his teeth like a weapon as he popped off the gourd's cork before Ashten happened to place it into his lap.

Only to take a large swig of the mysterious liquid within as he kept on looking and hearing their words...  Which popped his lips off opening and found his eyes widen at the offering. *Fwoosh!* Spit-taking as a huge spray of booze was expelled and the Oni let out a laugh as the feminine figure whose voice was becoming more clear to Ashten spoke up. "Offer me booze for a Meal and Company?! Get ya butt over here and eat with me! Claclaclaclaclacla!" Practically slapped his free hand on the ground beside him as he waited for the figure to join. Preparing a leaf of food for this visitor whilst the bird observed with a curious look as well but it was enjoying its food as well.

Perhaps this guest was just as nice?

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Pikasso
Tracker

Name : Aya Ruiz
Epithet : "Pikasso"
Age : 25
Height : 4'5"
Weight : 120 lb
Species : Mink
Faction : Civilian/Other
Devil Fruit : Suke Suke no Mi
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 133
Attack (ATK) : 60
Defense (DEF) : 55
Reflex (RX) : 55
Willpower (WP) : 65
Level : 1
Experience Points : 100
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Today at 5:09 am
A sizzling spit of booze sprayed in towards the fire before Aya's eyes, two large fluffy white ears piqued and twitching slightly at the sight of the chaotic meeting of droplets and flame. It was times like these she was glad the dark glass of her lenses hid away the surprised narrowing of her pupils. After a small moment of stun and a twitch of her nose, a slight smile spread over her dark lips. Fate was on her side today, it seemed! A few shuffles of her feet through the shifting sands brought her just about as comfortable as she was getting to a stranger, let alone one much larger than she. She decided to settle in with his other guest; the curve of her tail lining one side of the cobbled nest as she put herself on the other side of the bird from him.

"...That is quite a catch youteia pulled in." After a soft clearing of her throat, she settled into her seat in the sand and reclined back with a sigh. She let the large rucksack fall from her shoulders into the sand to one side of her tail and let herself rest back against the weight of it after she had assured the fresh painting was set by the wayside. She had seen some interesting fishing methods in her time, but none quite like what she had just witnessed. The meat he had procured and set to cooking made her mouth water, but she tried to curb her hunger pangs and instead leaned around the bird to set the bottled offering closer to her new campfire compatriot.

"Sorry I've only got one bottle to offer. Can't stand the clamor that comes with traveling with two. "  Aya explained away with a small wave of her hand, pulling a black box with a skull and crossbones design on the front and gold filigree designs along the edges. She plucked up a cigarette from within between two claws before offering the box to the Oni casually. "You don't smoke, do you?" She gave a soft laugh under her breath as she held one of the dark black sticks between her lips. With a sparking snap, she lit it with the ends of her fingertips and gave a soft exhale of sweet-spicy smoke. She wasn't even sure if someone of his stature could enjoy something so small, but she thought it was only polite to make the offer.

Her gaze met with the bird's over the lenses of her glasses for a few fleeting moments. It didn't seem to be too bad off despite all the close encounters and now it even had a meal. Aya was grateful for the opportunity to eat and waited patiently as she watched him get her a portion. It was probably more than she needed but she wasn't about to complain. She'd accept something that smelled this good with open arms any time of day, and any company that wasn't immediately put off or angered by her sudden intrusion was good company in her book!

"I see I'm not your only fireside companion." It was a little hard to tell in the quiet of her voice but the tone carried just a hint of playfulness. In reality, she hadn't seen a bird of this kind so close to anyone before, let alone an Oni. If her hands hadn't already been occupied with food she would have gone to grab a sketchbook, but instead peeped over the finer details of the creature with an icy gaze. A few sketches from memory drawn later with a full stomach would be enough to satisfy. " 'Birds of a feather,' eh? The little guy looks like he has places he'd rather be."

A deep inhale fueled a twist of soft gray smoke as it curled up towards her nose only to fade before her eyes. One ear kept cautiously trained towards the large stranger, trying to mark any sudden movements that could prove to be hostile. She wasn't one to easily let her guard down when it came to most, and it showed as her ears twitched with every word he spoke. " Thanks for letting me flock to your meal, big guy."


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