a jerkbirb appears

[isnotfrench]

Me? Allow myself to be puppeted by a filthy commoner? There must be laws against this! And if there aren't any, rest assured I'll make them! You better have a good explanation for this, or you'll know true fear when you face the Le Bel family's personal lawyers!

And another thing! Why are you bothering to go through this charade? If you have any talent at all, locked away in your feeble monkey addled brain, then-- then how dare you squander it! Or, worse, act as if you have none! Though a Le Bel such as myself would never dream of sullying themselves with this... this work, a human of no standing like you should have nothing to fear from lowering yourself to this level. It's not as if you can get any lower!

Well? What are you waiting for? If you're going to work, get going!

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[espigeonage]

Ah, if it isn't my darling little brother! That's hardly the best way to endear yourself to somebirdie who holds your future in their hands, Sakuya.

[isnotfrench]

And what, constantly flirting works better?! At least somebirdie has dignity!

[espigeonage]

I certainly think so! She became quite adorably flustered, and now I've been the number one dove of her life for two years.

[He leans forwards conspiratorially] I was her first bird, and her first outgoing cheerful type. That leaves quite an impact, you know!

[isnotfrench]

[Puffs up!] Is there nothing you won't schmooze, Sakazaki? Why must you always try to spread your genetics around with anyone who so much as looks at you?!

[And a bit more normal now.] Besides. My... whatever you'd call this... they insist that they don't have a type. So, in that regard, I suppose we have that much in common.

[espigeonage]

How cruel! I'm really quite hard to get. [he's a huge tease.]

Ah, versatility is useful. Still looking, or a generalist by trade? As your brother I do like to hear about happenings in your life.

[isnotfrench]

I'm not going to think about it. This conversation ends now! [dnw to talk about bro's sex life in non insulting detail.]

I haven't the faintest idea what she's planning, if that's what you mean. If nothing else, I'm difficult to ignore-- and don't you dare say anything! [gotta close that opening up at the pass.] But... I suppose that would work in my favor. Eventually. If she wasn't so fickle!

[espigeonage]

Ahaha, your wish is my command.

There's certainly no one like you in all the world, or worlds for that matter. I'm pleased people recognize that.

[isnotfrench]

Save the flattery for your impressionable writer. I don't need you to tell me what I already know!

[espigeonage]

Oh, I think you can stand to hear it. Anyway, you've decided on a name for them! Congratulations.

[isnotfrench]

Then assume I'm wearing earmuffs! And don't patronize me! Choosing a name for an annoyance shouldn't be difficult to begin with.

[espigeonage]

My dear Sakuya, I've never patronized you in my life!

Well. Almost never.

[isnotfrench]

What do you call this, a nice chat in a garden?!

[espigeonage]

Is it a garden to you? Tell me more!

[seagurll]

Hey!! You got somethin' against filthy commoners?

[isnotfrench]

Yes, namely the filthy and the commoners part. I thought that was self-explanatory, but I guess we can add brainless to the list, too.

[seagurll]

Well, exCUUUUSE you! What's with the snobby high-and-mighty act, huh? Not all of us got lucky enough to be raised in a castle, y'know.

[ that, and the royals and nobles she's used to mixing with are waaaaaaay cooler than this guy. ]

[isnotfrench]

Excuse me! I resent the implication that this is an act! You're talking to the heir of the Le Bel family! And for another thing, I was hardly raised in a castle! [it was a mansion.] Where were you raised, a boathouse?!

[seagurll]

Le Bel? Never heard of 'em down in Deep Sea Town. You some kinda fancy family from abroad or something?

W-well, maybe I was! [ ha, she wishes. ] What other kinda place would ya expect a seagull to be raised in, huh? We're sea birds, not fancy garden birds!

[isnotfrench]

The Le Bel line goes back for generations, you grubby plebeian! [So yes.]

Perhaps being lost at sea for so long has rid you of manners!

[seagurll]

Hey, who're you callin' grubby? I keep my feathers clean just fine.

Deep Sea Town has too got manners! Wadda and Princess Uomi and Tatsumiya are hella polite. [ Memoca, on the other hand, just doesn't care about that stuff most of the time. ] But I'm sure not gonna be polite to someone who ain't polite themselves!

[isnotfrench]

I've seen neater feathers on the gulls at the department store!

I see no reason to be polite to anyone of your rank. [Meaning: none at all.]

[seagurll]

Ugh, city gulls. Now I know you're just makin' stuff up, cause there's waaaay too much pollution and other icky stuff around cities for that to be true!

My rank?! Hey, we're both birds here, ain't we? [ HUFF. ] Gotta tell you, you'd make a pretty sucky king or prince or whatever if that's your attitude.

[isnotfrench]

Now that's impossible. It's hardly my fault if they're incapable of maintaining a city over there, but here, we have a thing called standards!

When I'm king, we'll see about that! [he's not even royalty, though.] As if you could do any better!

[seagurll]

Kinda a snob, arentcha?

Pfffttttahaha-- [ and now she's laughing. oh man. ] Oh man, oh man, that was a good one! Like how you assumed I was talkin' about me and not-- oh man. I mean sure, you're right, but Princess Uomi could out-ruler you any day!

[isnotfrench]

Kind of a pest, aren't you. [see, he can play this game too!!]

Well, as she's not here, what else would you have me assume?! I'm not going to argue with an imagined presence I know nothing about!