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[iambetadraconis]

Should've found him by now, he thought, wondering where the rat was, and if Asar-Suti had even received that note.A rustle at his feet a half hour later brought back the confirmation. And he was relieved as he offered the rat a cookie and sent it on its way. Time was of the essence; it could not be wasted

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[asar_suti]

"Bird-forms, eh?" Asar-Suti said, coming out of the bar proper, a huge wine glass nearly full of something purple in his hand. "What's the hurry?"

[iambetadraconis]

He looks up. Wine glass?

Oh Merlin he's not considering drinking and flying is he?

"Yes, and I don't think I'll be in this bar much longer, that's why. Going home soon."

[asar_suti]

"Like your brother already did," Asar-Suti said. "Well, I just hope you come back all right, and he doesn't come back at all. You think bird-shape will help, right? What kind of bird?"

[iambetadraconis]

"Please don't remind me," he says, knowing that Rodolphus is probably having himself a good time at the expense of others. And waiting for his little brother to return.

"It has wings, it flies. How useful is a bird?" he asks, trying to effect an annoyed tone to hide the chill in his heart. "Let's see. I brought this bird book with me to help me pick one. Unfortunately there's too many to choose from, so I'll just have to pick at random."