Posted by Civilian Hinky the Risan Parrot (Not Your Average Pet) in Sloane Square- A Fine Day for a Pause

Posted by Civilian Eryn Romanov (Colonial Intelligence Agent) in Sloane Square- A Fine Day for a Pause

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Sloane Square- A Fine Day for a Pause

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“Your highness!” Hinky said, peering into the Lieutenant Governor’s eyes. “I’m not playing games.”

That just made Dasca quirk her brows which pushed them against her brow ridges and that only made her expression seem that much more stern.

He flapped his wings and perched on the shoulder of one of Eela’s bodyguards.

“I’m new here and maybe I thought you could help me.”

He propelled off the security team member and fluttered over to Eela, landing prostrate before her.

Eryn’s movement was quiet and subtle but she was suddenly between the bird and the Lt Gov. She didn’t obstruct Dasca’s view or movement or encroach her space, but she was firmly a shield. Her guard, Mastik didn’t like it and just knew Vonn was goingvto eat him alive. The only thing that stopped him from removing his charge was the possibility of the CCDA misinterpreting his movements. He thought the bird was a little too sly and had a small taser disk in his hand. He had exceedingly accurate aim.

The bird was lucky his time spent touching the agent was so very brief, but all the same Chuck was already putting in a discreet call.

“I am a victim here!” he said. “Why can’t you see that?”

-Hinky, melodramatically

Even my kids wouldn’t have pulled this crap, Eela thought. She to her feet carefully in a methodical manner, making sure to engage her core muscles, and took her coffee with her. She exchanged a look with Eryn, clearly unimpressed.

Eryn quicked a brow in agreement., “Mayhaps if zhe bird is a victim zhey should do as everyone else and go to zhe police or since zhey vere from Risa and moved here and claim victim status, zhe refugee center,” she offered but in no way serious. More talking to distract from the agent making the call.

Eryn

She glanced at Agent Mangioni and they had a very subtle exchange. “Tell you what, I personally can’t do a whole lot for you in this moment but we have someone who can help you out. But harassing people won’t be tolerated, do you understand?”

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.

Hinky tilted his head. How was he harassing anyone?

“Harassing, your honor?” he said. He flapped back into the air and lit on the seat of a nearby bench. “The six pound refugee bird? No. I beg. No. I plead– Help me find a home of my own.”

He clicked his tongue.

“Plus I’m hungry.”

He shivered exaggeratedly.

“So cold. Could use… new jewelry.”

-Hinky, convincingly

Eela wasn’t heartless, but nor did she appreciate the manipulation, however subtle. At least this she could see plainly. She was willing to play along a little and at least be sensitive to the creature’s needs, but she had firm boundaries and the bird had already demonstrated an unwillingness to see the issues they were creating. “I have someone coming to help you. What’s your name? I’m Eela.” She gave another subtle look to Eryn. This was certainly going to be an interesting anecdote for her day.

~Eela Dasca, Lt. Gov.