[Between the hospital and the battle, Volya's return to base was less than graceful what with Interitus slouching in and lazily grounding itself before Volya just flopped out of the creature before gently being lowered to the floor where he proceeded to lie facedown on the ground and is very unwilling to get up. Too tired. Of course Interitus wasn't too happy with that for reasons, and thus a vine proceeded to poke him in the side.]
Mmrgh... not now. go way... wanna rest.
[Poke. poke. poke.]
Water you later. Lemme sleep..
[PokePokePokePokePokePoke.]
Okay okay... geez..
[Volya struggles to get up, stumbling and grumbling over to the watering can a short distance away before returning to drizzle its contents on his partner, who cooed happily... comment on the ridiculousness of what you're seeing?]
Mmrgh... not now. go way... wanna rest.
[Poke. poke. poke.]
Water you later. Lemme sleep..
[PokePokePokePokePokePoke.]
Okay okay... geez..
[Volya struggles to get up, stumbling and grumbling over to the watering can a short distance away before returning to drizzle its contents on his partner, who cooed happily... comment on the ridiculousness of what you're seeing?]
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And you know... this really takes me back.
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[Poor Willis.]
Really? How?
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[From her shadow, out crawls the DuskBird in its avian form, giving Mizuki something to lean against as she continued her story, and occasionally look up in amusement.]
... For a while, I just thought this was a pet bird. I thought it was an animal, so my subconscious had it behave as such. A little pet that turned out to be a whole lot more.
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...Do you think Interitus might be the same somehow? Like... there's more to him than what he is right now?
[This earned a curious look from the plant thing, its eyes looking curiously at the Duskbird as a vine reached out to curiously poke at the newcomer.]
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[As the DuskBird's poked, Mizuki pauses for a moment, before smiles and closes her eyes. Just this once... she can let the DuskBird be a bird again. And almost immediately the DuskBird begins to return the poking with curious pecking of its own.]
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Tbthhht?
[The Duskbird felt odd to the plant creature, which was a very round about thing to say in itself. But still, it was a bird. Interitus liked birds. They sang whenever it was outside and they perched on its horns.]
This is so weird...
[His tone stated otherwise though, as the scene amused him for some strange reason.]