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Theo Crawford ([personal profile] sanctus_dei) wrote2011-12-12 01:35 pm

52nd Resurrection

Action A: [Some of you might have noticed your Christmas light and decorations going missing. None of the big or heavy things, like lawn ornaments, but things like tinsel, small wreaths, strings of lights and the like are disappearing. Or maybe you'll catch the culprits in the act - two large crows who quietly chatter and squawk at one another, as if talking. They might be un-stringing your lights with their beaks and claws, or trying to figure out a way to lift a larger decoration, or both trying to pick up a wreath so they can carry it together. Do you investigate? Catch them? Chase them off?]

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Action B: [The bird thieves are not hiding their spoils, dumping them on the lawn and porch of 337 Brady Lane. Once they've collected enough, they caw loudly to get their master's attention. Theo comes out to argue with them.]

What the hell are you doing?

[One of the birds cheerfully flaps while holding a string of lights in his beak. The other caws at Theo.]

Because I don't give a damn about Christmas. Where did you get all of these?!

[Feel free to approach/accost/etc.!]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The one bird squawks in shock and immediately flies off. The other defiantly caws at Cain.]
kinship: (Reaching for you)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-13 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Frowning at the one left cawing, he tries to hold onto the half untangled lights.]

These aren't yours.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[That doesn't matter to Deimos. He likes it, and you've clearly left it outside for the taking. He hops a bit on his feet, annoyed, and pulls at the string of lights again with his beak.]
kinship: (Srs bsns)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-13 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[This crow isn't really going to steal from a child, is it? HOW CRUEL! Cain grabs the other end of the string of lights and tugs back.]

Let go!

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Not being able to take the lights, Deimos lands on the window ledge and ruffles his feathers in annoyance. Why can't he have them?]
kinship: (Reaching for you)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-14 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pleased his lights are no longer being tugged on, he folded his arms and looked over Deimos.]

Why do you want them anyway? You can't light up your nest.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[He squawks a reply at Cain, forgetting that most other people can't understand him. He wants to take these to his master so he can decorate the house like other people!]
kinship: (Reaching for you)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-15 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Shoo! Go on, get away from our lights!

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ugh, fine. Ruffling indignantly once again, Deimos flies off. He'll remember you!]
kinship: (Abel y u so dumb)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-15 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's only after the crow has flown off, that he realises they must have already taken the ornaments from the tree outside.

HE'S CHASING YOU, BIRD!]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Looks like his partner is crime is holding onto that ornament. He follows his brother, and the two fly off in the direction of Brady Lane.]
kinship: (I see you)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-15 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[And Cain is keeping chase, following those naughty crows all the way back.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[They land on the fence at 337 Brady, where a young man is inspecting a pile of Christmas ornaments with a confused expression. The birds proceed to start cawing raucously at their master, who shakes his head, blinks, and then frowns sharply at them.]

Whoa whoa WHOA. One at a time. And I know this is your fault!
kinship: (I see you)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-16 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Skidding to a halt in the front yard of 337 Brady, Cain looked between the crows and the man.]

Are these birds yours, sir?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[He yells at the birds to shut up so he can talk to Cain.] Unfortunately. Why? Some of this shit yours?
kinship: (Last forever)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-17 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! They were stealing our Christmas decorations.

[He shoots the birds a rather baleful glance. Shame on you, stealing from a ten year old.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-18 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[The birds have gone silent, trying to act innocent. Theo's not falling for it, and points to the pile.] It's all yours, if you want it. I sure don't.
kinship: (Default)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-18 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Not all of it is mine, but thank you.

[He bends down to start retrieving his baubles.]

I think they've been stealing from all over, by the looks of these.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-19 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. They wanted to decorate, I said no, so they went and did this instead.
kinship: (Strategist)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-20 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
...why didn't you want to decorate? It is the festive season.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-22 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not a huge fan of Christmas.
kinship: (Default)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-24 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
But if your friends wanted to decorate, what would have been the harm?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-12-27 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
They're birds. Kinda hard to decorate without arms. If my housemates wanted to decorate, I don't really care. They could have helped them.
kinship: (Contemplative)

[personal profile] kinship 2011-12-29 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Then if they can't do it themselves, as their friend it would have been kind to help them... especially if they had their hearts set on it for the holidays.