1st Flight ✈ action/voice

[feathersharp]

[action]

[Having woken up by his lonesome in the middle of the forest, Birdy has taken to the skies to try finding his missing comrades from above. When that proves fruitless, he touches down in the village proper in order to interrogate a resident.

That resident may very well be your character, and they will be greeted with a rather brusque:]

Oi, where the hell is this place?

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[voice]

[Later, after having learned the basics of Luceti from someone, he'll fumble around with the journal.]

Is this thing on? Shout, Shirobon -- you guys out there? Bongo? Gangu? ...Professor?

[And while waiting for replies, he'll be flipping back through the more recent entries to see what else he can find out about his current predicament.]

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[feathersharp]

[With narrowed eyes, Birdy reaches around to the back of his neck. His fingers catch the shallow ridges of the barcode tattooed onto his skin.]

The hell?! Who did this?

[How had he not been woken up by it?]

[misterbrief]

[He crosses his arms as he chuckles lightly at Birdy's reaction.]

Why, our captors of course. Didn't you know, we get to play as little lab mice for them. And that's not all.

[feathersharp]

What do you mean?

[Is Mechadoc behind this? This doesn't seem like Mechadoc's style, though.]

[misterbrief]

I mean exactly what I said. They do whatever they want to us, and on top of it we get to fight their battles for them. [The next sentence is dripping in sarcasm and mockery.] But, I suppose it's not so bad, living in this cage for free, letting us do as we see fit until the time comes where we're forced to do their bidding. It's quite the life- I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

[He's sure he couldn't make his disgust for Luceti more clear; Vegeta hates this shit as much as anyone else.]

[feathersharp]

[This is not the taxi lyfe that Birdy prefers living, that's for sure.]

Are the Hige Hige Bandits behind this, then?

[misterbrief]

I haven't any idea who you're talking about. Anyone from your world most likely isn't here. No, they're called the Malnosso, if you really want to know. [He likes to think of them as 'dead', when he gets his hands on them.]

So make yourself at home, because you're going to be here a while.

[feathersharp]

[The "Malnosso"? He shakes his head in disgust.]

Tch. I haven't got time for this.

[He needs information and he needs it now, but this guy is starting to get on his nerves. Best to find someone else.

So Birdy spreads his wings again and takes off into the sky, with nary a farewell.]