08-13-2018, 08:28 PM
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he was lying on the ground by the time the pigeon let him touch it without cooing, easily having spent ten minutes getting to that point. it was frankly exciting as all hell, and the bird was so much bigger than he was used to. really, it was important.
in about another half-hour, marko had the pigeon in his hands, doing his best to keep it comfortable. his goal, now that he had the time to speak to the pretty little bird, would be to wander in the direction of the other vampires. he had no idea where they were, but, like, they all usually found each other eventually. speaking of, there was a bit of commotion he could hear, and that definitely sounded like alex speaking, so that'd be the direction he'd go in.
"what's happening? who's this guy?" marko asked once he came over, speaking in a loud whisper. he was about as unleaderly as a leader could get, frankly, and seeing a threatening-looking dude on a horse freaked him out a bit.
he was lying on the ground by the time the pigeon let him touch it without cooing, easily having spent ten minutes getting to that point. it was frankly exciting as all hell, and the bird was so much bigger than he was used to. really, it was important.
in about another half-hour, marko had the pigeon in his hands, doing his best to keep it comfortable. his goal, now that he had the time to speak to the pretty little bird, would be to wander in the direction of the other vampires. he had no idea where they were, but, like, they all usually found each other eventually. speaking of, there was a bit of commotion he could hear, and that definitely sounded like alex speaking, so that'd be the direction he'd go in.
"what's happening? who's this guy?" marko asked once he came over, speaking in a loud whisper. he was about as unleaderly as a leader could get, frankly, and seeing a threatening-looking dude on a horse freaked him out a bit.
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