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Evelyn Carnahan ([personal profile] proudofwhatiam) wrote2013-10-01 10:37 am

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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-19 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
There's a tapping at Evelyn's window, late that day as the sun just begins to set. The clatter of beak against glass is not a constant thing, far from it -- closer to the polite few raps of a visitor come to call.

Sitting perched (rather precariously for its size) at the ledge is an enormous, scarlet and gold bird. Though nearly the size of a swan and trailing a tail more than fit for any self-respecting pheasant, the narrow muscular head and sharp hook of its beak would be a sight more at home upon any bird of prey.

Its beady black eyes peer and cant as it shuffles back and forth, waiting patiently outside the pane. Yes hello, I am a bird.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-19 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Fawkes tips his head to her, hopping inside with the rustle of wings. His neck cranes up to her, without sign of wariness, and he lets out a soft musical cry before turning his attentions back to the room. His beak twists over to preen at a feather, apparently at home.

If any of this strikes the bird as unusual, he gives no sign.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-19 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
He squawks -- not unlyrical, but out of place all the same, a startled sound from someone nodding off in the brass section. His wings flap open wide, looming with intent stare over Amewbis before shuffling back into place. There's no sign of any further threat or intimidation towards the cat, but the look that it shoots Evy is almost aggrieved.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-20 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Fawkes will refrain from judgment on that count, but the matter of teeth and tails is a far more pressing one -- he flicks his feathers up, just a bit further out of reach...and remarkably like dangling a cat toy.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-27 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Fawkes is a heavy bird, but caught off-balance, unprepared -- he lets out a hoarse, undignified, and most unmelodic squawk before going down like a lead balloon.

He's enough presence of mind not to want to hurt the cat, but those heavy wings buffet out anyway, trying to (gently!) beat the horrible thing back. Why does anyone even domesticate these??? Thanks for nothing, Egypt.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-27 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
The real shit luck of being an intensely magical creature with innate, undreamed of healing properties is that once they're gone, you're pretty much fucked. Fawkes is going to be limping on that scratched leg a while, he suspects, and as he preens at a loose tailfeather (there's nothing to be done save to yank it out completely) there's a distinct air of wounded dignity.

He leaves the feathers on the floor, hops back up to the table, and edges towards the sill. Nice meeting you, Evelyn. So nice. Such friend. Wow.

Albus clearly needs better taste.
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[personal profile] palebee 2014-03-29 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
Fawkes pauses at the window, his eyes fixed upon her as she speaks. The bird bobs its head low, as if bowing; then sings a single short, high note.

And then gets the fuck out of dodge.