Orpheus

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"Aight everyone, get inside," Songbird strode forward as soon as they were a few feet away from the safe house, and he quickly opened the door to usher Jasper within the cabin which was most definitely more welcoming than this forsaken bog. Standing beside the open door like a guard of some sorts, the item hunter tucked his arms over his chest as he took in the sorry sight of the humans and his fellow Nobodies, all the while mentally clucking like a mother hen. Look at those damp clothes! ... And where was that smell coming from? Thinking back on it now, didn't the Mayor say that...

"Humans, take your clothes off as soon as possible and take a bath! Right now! Martini, Brandy, could you heat up some water for them?" He barked out, hands balling into fists as he unfurled them from under his thick clothes. "Ugh, that stinking piece of SALAMI! Lemme at him!"

... the villagers dumped a barrel of toxins in the water in an attempt to dispose of the siren? A thoroughly stupid and pathetic try, and most certainly a plan not thought of. Dirtying water had far reaching effects on the surrounding flora and fauna, didn't it? Despite the fact that the Nowhereians just had to be pretty desperate just to do that, Songbird felt his blood boil at their varying levels of stupidity and nonchalance. If he was a siren- *cough*- and somebody chucked in a barrel of who-knows-what at his house, of course he'd very well drown- er, drown as in a temporary sort of drowning, not the I'll Kill You type- the idiot! Ooooh, but that wasn't the end of it! Fish-head didn't even have the decency to warn- Oooooh! Songbird pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to remain calm, and those who knew him could very well guess that he was about to explode (Thugbird mode.) by the way he suddenly paced to and fro with his free hand covering his mouth.

The Nobody bit his lip furiously as several mean phrases attached themselves to his mental caricature of Mayor Fish-head. "Then again, I shouldn't have expected better from a flat-headed, filmy-eyed, scaly piece of walking sushi!" He snarled, thankfully out of earshot of most humans, before forcing himself to remain calm... or at the very least, focus on a certain task.

"... I'll just leave to retrieve my supplies, but I'll be coming back," He took in deep breaths and swung towards the humans, eyeing them all from head to toe. "And I expect you all to be warm, dry and clothed in different apparel when I return," The white-haired nobody raised his head up, turned to look at Jasper whom he had somewhat nudged inside the cabin, and then swivelled back to Brandy and Martini's direction. "I'll be back! Look after them for a few minutes, will you?" He shrugged as he unhooked one of the lanterns hanging on the cabin's hooks.

"Oh and I'll be fine, Dissonance. It's not as if I'll trip over something and break my neck-" A high-pitched whine from Fluffy reminded Songbird that for him, even that wasn't impossible, so he cleared his throat and revised the sentence. "At least, I won't trip over something without seeing it first."

With that said and done, he walked away from the cabin and disappeared into the fog.

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Thanks Michiiii

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*screams back*

Also where can you get decent avatars that actually fit

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Reading IC!

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Songbird didn’t like any of the attention he was getting. With a firm tug at his hat to hide his face from the prying Tuna Spicy (he made a mental note to just call the nobody “Fish” or “Mayor”) who dared ask him the dreaded question, the item hunter took a step backwards to move to the rear of the group. Now the task was about collecting something from a siren and as expected the other nobodies would look at him for advice. How bothersome.

While Songbird considered the humans and their accident without so much as a frisson of concern, he didn’t possess the complete lack of regard the mayor had with their safety. What’s done is done, and now that the lot of them almost got waterlogged Songbird felt It better to plot out measures for their wellbeing for the nearby future, which was better than mumbling about the incident. He was startled by an outburst from the boy he had fished out of the water earlier- Harp something- and although the rant was short, the white-haired nobody fell silent (this could be redundant seeing that he already was quiet every since everybody was pulled to safety) as he remembered the casualties. A grim scowl adorned his face as he turned around to discipline Fluffy and Stuffy, but he stopped soon as he saw that they were both clinging to Brandy’s legs like fashionable fur boots. Momentarily roused from his foul mood swing, Sonbird cracked a smile before turning towards Serenade.

“Yes, I brought more than enough for everybody, and I’ll go retrieve them in the morning.” Totally avoiding the rabbit’s question about the siren, he hid his bag of supplies within a hollow tree stump near the cabin before they had the grand idea to paddle in the lake, so there was no issue about the latter problem. Songbird couldn’t help but growl at the retreating figure in the distance, and was unable to resist sending a petty (if not convincing) lie towards the fish. “Be careful, Mayor! In this fog, you wouldn’t know a monster was near you unless it bit off your head!” He called out and then jogged to Jasper, placing his hands on her shoulders then gently steering her towards the sole lamp light in the distance. “Two-thirds, I also brought some tea leaves of my own, so if it’s a bit of comfort we can share losses today,” The item hunter called out behind him, stepping out of his comfort zone to get everyone to move. “Come on, everyone. Pick up the pace. “

“Oh, and to answer your question earlier, I forgot how to do it since it’s been a long time since I accepted a retrieval that could very well kill me, but it’s not impossible. Give me a few moments to remember, if you would,” Songbird let go of Jasper’s shoulders and fell in step beside her as their group got nearer to the cabin, and, after sneaking a glance at the human, he sighed, unfurled one of his scarves, then draped it over her head instead. “Don’t catch a cold.”

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Posting within the hour~
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And Choice of Games! I've played all of them- still wishing to have enough money to buy the Romance Trilogy. Broadsides helped me with Assassin's Creed Black Flag, though.

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UGH THE DILEMMA OF CHOOSING AN AVATAR UGH

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*cool voice* Welcome, Aki.

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Hey everyone, since I didn't really get to showcase Songbird before, I guess I'm supposed to tell you all that he's a jerk. Yeah, that's all.

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Several complaints ranging from “Stop poking me!” to “I’m rowing as fast as I can, Martini” were uttered during the span of time it took for the little whaleboat to sway from side to side, and Songbird accidentally let go of the oars to peer over the side of the rowboat. For all he knew he could’ve ran them over a patch of algae or kelp, and what with this thick fog blanketing the area, that wasn’t entirely impossible for him to achieve. However, it seemed that the source of the movement was a human- he hadn’t bumped the boat against seaweed or cattails, but it seemed as if a certain human was going to resurface with a swelling mass on his head later on. The item hunter shrugged then grabbed the oars again. Oh well, Haku would have to deal.

Songbird turned to the side when he heard something fall into the water, only to notice that the mermaid was nowhere behind him now. He swiveled back to his original position just in time to see Harp… Herp… the harp boy floating upwards, stifling a giggle when he saw mossy green clumps stuck to the human’s body. The mirth faded away when he realized that Martini meant for him to rescue this certain person, and with a scowl on his face Songbird pulled down one of his scarves (the ugliest, most threadbare one, of course) then whistling. At once Fluffy and Stuffy popped out from underneath his seat in the boat, their energy in sharp contrast to the gloomy surroundings. “Calm down. I doubt the two of you will like what I’m going to make you do, anyway,” The nobody muttered under his breath as he firmly attached the scarf to his pets, then, ignoring their squeaks of curiosity, threw them overboard.

“It’s gonna get colder the longer you dilly-dally there,” He called out to the two fluff balls, now joined by his accessory, who were furiously lapping at the side of the rowboat in an attempt to escape from the icy water. After a few more minutes of squealing, the two finally turned tail and headed for Harper. At first they both tried to catch him by the torso, but that was deemed impossible after a few attempts, so Fluffy and Stuffy just circled the boy, hooked him by the foot, then paddled back to the boat, where Songbird (hesitantly) pulled the wet human back on board.

After getting the scarf untied from their bodies, Fluffy and Stuffy fulfilled their vengeance by drying themselves right beside the item hunter, who, despite his tactics to avoid getting wet and slimy, now looked potentially worse than Harper did. Songbird scowled again- although he knew he deserved it- then began the journey back to shore.
“Get out of my sight, you two. D’ya think it’s easy to row while looking over your shoulder?” He chastised the fluffs time after time but they didn’t budge from their position, which led to quite a rough bumping as soon as they got to the shallow waters. “We’re back on land now,” Songbird yelled, then let go of the oars and jumped off the rowboat to pat himself dry onshore.