[Insert a Hitchcock reference here]

[a_louse]

Birds.

[The desk Roger is sitting on is full of clutter, as usual. Among that clutter, there are photos - pictures of enemy units taken during the latest battle, as well as photos of all kinds of birds, usually in the wild. Some of the photos are marked by someone who apparently was looking for similarities between them.
Roger grabs his head, shaking it slightly, then pours himself a shot of whiskey.]

If I wasn't there, I'd think it's a joke. But it isn't - we barely managed to stop them from causing a massacre. What other creatures have a secret society dedicated to fighting humanity? Will dogs be next? Lizards?

[Roger takes the shot and his frown deepens.]

...This whiskey is pretty bad.

[Truly, the 1% of mecha are affected by the supply shortages as well.]

Comments

[dolorous_sensei]

I knew that they're against us from the start.

[a_louse]

Really? How?

[dolorous_sensei]

You should know better!

You have that huge car! Pigeons must have pooped on them!

If that is not a declaration of war, I don't know what is.

[a_louse]

I really doubt all pigeons in the world are really agents of the Avian Empire. Especially in Paradigm, which was separated from the rest of the world until recently.

[dolorous_sensei]

What about crows? I heard they can harbor grudges.

[a_louse]

So can humans.

[dolorous_sensei]

That's what I'm saying. Humans can harbor grudges, and we fought other humans since time immemorial. Crows can also harbor grudges. We shouldn't be surprised that they wage wars against us too.

[a_louse]

Is every other human you meet a potential warmonger?