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[color=gold]"Well obviously.  Neil's the leader."[/color]  He supposed, though to be honest Ozzy had to admit he was the plans guy for a good portion of the day, but he didn't need any of the acclaim.  They were safe and that's what counted.

In any case, his focus was on the map and after looking at it for a while, he felt he could with enough time and maybe a few clues figure out what it was all about.  Sadly he didn't exactly have that, and the harpy gave a big disappointed groan.  [color=gold]"Of course its coded.  I mean why wouldn't it be?  Considering all the trouble we went through.  Where did that 'gentleman' go anyway?"[/color]  Ozzy figured it wouldnt do anyone a fat lot of good if anyone if they had the map and no way to read it, so the gentleman would have to come back for it.  [color=gold]"We should charge him hazard pay..."[/color]  He muttered, a little vindictive.  

Then the million dollar question, what next.  Ozzy piped in as he went for his backpack and rummaged.  [color=gold]"I have... one pup tent, and one bed roll."[/color]  Something he used for many a long flight from country to country.  [color=gold]"It'd be a tight squeeze for two if you didn't mind getting cozy.  And I've roosted in trees before..."[/color]  This meant it would be for Ditzy, Neil, Ada, or the Altissima sisters (and just them if that was the case).  Ozzy shrugged.  [color=gold]"No point freezing, we should head back."[/color]  

He took a step forward and then realized with a bit of a panic on his face.  [color=gold]"No!  This will be my 3rd outing in a row with nothing to show for!  Master Bart is going to kick me out!  Gah!  MWwwraap..."[/color]  He squawked sadly, shrinking into a little ball of feathers, defeated.