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Samira’s notebook was full of scribbled notes on various unnamed people. It included physical details, behavior, and ideas. Things like: adult female with yellow hair and white skin w/ small child with brown hair/skin, related? And: adult male wearing short pants/ legs covered in scrapes and scabs, perhaps involved in a fight scratches obtained by skating while high, smells of MJ

There were longer entries as well, most of them about personal experiences:

A pack of young adult males, possibly drunk, stood by me at the crosswalk and alternated between racial slurs and homophobic insults. They insisted I must be a man because I am tall and they can’t see my tits. haha never heard that one before. If it hadn’t been so crowded just then, I might have scattered them like dried leaves across the sidewalk. It’s something of a comfort to know that I could easily crush any one of their skulls with my teeth (not that I would want to).

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Her notes ruled out the possibility that she could’ve been a bird. They ruled out the possibility that she could’ve been human, as well. However, she could’ve still been some sort of spy. He wasn’t about to trust her. But… she was worth keeping an eye on.

He placed her notebook back where he found it, returning his attention to his coffee. He’d probe for more information when she returned.

#viviphobics

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@Deathisinthetrees

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For a moment Drathenia could only stare at the bird as she processed the fact that it had spoken to her. Well… that had been a rather unexpected twist. When she spoke to the partridge she hardly anticipated a reply, let alone with such elocution.

It wasn’t unusual for her to encounter the strange and unnatural; after an existence as long as hers talking animals were not entirely unheard of, but this certainly had caught her off guard. She was hasty to recover from her momentary stupor, snapping her slackened jaw shut. So it turned out she had been right to be suspicious of the bird after all… perhaps she should take head of her gut instincts more often.

“Really,” She finally managed to reply, her voice taught with new found suspicion. “And ah… what work would that be, my dear?”

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“I’m employed by a nearby academy.” Shuu had never been a fan of giving out more information than necessary, and that wasn’t going to change now. Detailing his research, or even the fact that he did any research at all, would only leave her suspicious. It was better to let her believe he was a math teacher, or something equally harmless and boring.

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Gem AU; @ColdHardDiamond

She’d called for them specifically. Well… she’d called for anyone from the research division; the Purple Jade was simply in charge of that department. Still, it was hardly a surprise visit. Yet, that damn Pearl was making things difficult. By the time they finally got through her thousands of questions as to their ranking and why they was there, they was sure Yellow Diamond would be growing impatient. Great.

They made their way into the throne room, expression as stoic as ever. They were ready for whatever the Diamond was going to say about their delay, and whatever bad news she’d intended to deliver in the first place. “You wished to speak to me, my diamond?”

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well, drawing isn't messy

Unfortunately, drawing is boring and I’ve never been very good at it.

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