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[oneminutemaze]

[ Ariadne's network device is pointed out the window, where a green pig has settled into a fort made out of wood planking. As it records, a random passerby scoops up a red bird and throws it directly at the fort. She moves away from the window, pointing the camera at her face, before anyone can see what score he got the damage. ]In case anyone's

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[ironmanic]

I happen to think your bird is the perfect shape for a projectile. But if you wish to deny us the ammo, I suppose no one will blame you completely.

[oneminutemaze]

[ Just going to casually shift in between Waffle's cage and her device now, thanks Tony. ] I can live with that.

[ironmanic]

Really? All that guilt and regret and accusing stares.

[oneminutemaze]

Well, I won't be feeling any guilt or regret. I can deal with some stares.

[iam_thebadwolf]

Has someone tried? [She feels a bit guilty. She's been throwing birds with Charlie today. Not Ariadne's bird of course.]

[oneminutemaze]

There have been a few mentions of it. No one's gotten to him yet, though.

[iam_thebadwolf]

The birds that are meant to be thrown are just linin' up. S'odd to say the least.

[oneminutemaze]

Really? [ Ariadne pauses, shifting to look out her window. Sure enough, there's a line of birds. ]

... That is weird.

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[specifics]

At least it's green. [ As if that might be a Real Deterrent, but he's honestly not sure... ]

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[oneminutemaze]

Waffle or the pig?

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[specifics]

I meant the bird. But both, I guess. [ PAUSE. ] Never mind.

Just keep it in its cage.

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[oneminutemaze]

Are you adopting Mr. Orange's habit of not using names?

[ :| ]

[orangetoughguy]

You and the vulture come out okay?

[oneminutemaze]

He's not a vulture. But yeah, we're fine.

[orangetoughguy]

He ain't no sparrow either I don't think.

[oneminutemaze]

He's a quetzal. They're tropical. [ And they have floofy heads. ]