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[theburd]

[The cockatoo is displeased. As displeased as a bird can look, anyway.

Its head cocks, one beady black eye a seemingly bottomless well of malevolence and mischief.

One sharp talon scratches at the wall, scrawling a series of symbols into the once pristine paint.]

Я проделал длинный путь, чтобы найти своего друга. Отпусти меня. Мне нужно, чтобы найти его. Он никогда не был сам по себе раньше.

[For those fortunate enough to speak Russian, it reads: I have come a long way to find my friend. Let me go. I need to find him. He's never been on his own before.

And for those that don't speak Russian, well. The bird isn't speaking to them.

Only to its captor.]

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[therealgenius]

[Slapping birds is probably wrong. He shouldn't slap the bird.

Count to ten.]

Heeey, look what the cat dragged in. Oh, I'm sorry, birds don't like cats, right? Do you like cats, buddy?

[theburd]

[This flat bird stare you're getting right now, Justin? It promises pecked out eyes.

Count to ten.]

[therealgenius]

Yeaaah, you're...an expensive little guy. Imported. How can you import a tropical bird from a landlocked shithole like Russia? I don't know. But I did. You should be grateful to me, birdbrain. You could have ended up dying in a pet store that fed you nothing but shoelaces and potato peelings, which...you just would have starved to death. That's not fair, is it?

[theburd]

[Something about you reminds the bird of its friend.

This loud, greasy human is clearly not its friend. But it is similar. Enough that it bothers to scratch out another couple symbols on the wall.]

Знаете ли вы, мой друг

(Do you know my friend?)

[rhodeing]

[Tony. They totally killed this bird's owner.]

I may have adopted a bird.

[widows]

[ just this face. when did she become the fucking bird whisperer? ]

[theburd]

[It eyes her for a moment, then cautiously scrawls out...]

привет

(Hello?)

[widows]

привет.

[ okay so she's dealing with a super intelligent... cockatoo. vanko had a thing for them but still he wasn't so much into the bioengineering and she doesn't see any tech on the furry little fuck. so what. the hell. ]

Кто научил тебя так? (Who taught you that?)

[rhodeing]

[Rhodey's seen a lot of weird things, but a cockatoo writing in Russian on the wall, well, that's pretty high up on the list of shit he's never seen.]

You're a bird. How do you even understand grammar?

Privyet?

[theburd]

[Do you understand the bird, Rhodey? Do you? It is confused and annoyed by this place.]

Я очень умная птица. Можете ли вы понять мои слова?

(I am a very smart bird. Can you understand my words?)

[rhodeing]

Лишь немногим.

[(Only a little.)

This bird is freaking him out, seriously.]

Кто вам нужен?

(Who are you looking for?)

[theassassin]

[Natasha's head tilts at the bird and the writing on the wall. Her eyes narrow and she watches it for a long long moment silently. When she speaks it's in crisp Russian.]

Kto tvoy drug? (Who's your friend?)

[She thinks she knows, but... let's see what the bird has to say.]

[theburd]

[Finally, someone who can understand!

The bird's talon scratches the symbols, lightning fast.]

Иван Ванко

(Ivan Vanko)

[theassassin]

[Yep. That's who she thought. She sighs.]

YA boyusʹ, chto on ushel. (I'm afraid, he's gone.)

((OOC: Google translate's phonetic function is my fraaaan...))

[fistmele]

[ Uh.

When in doubt: stare at it? (Because two birds can play that game, ha ha ha?) ]

[theburd]

[Well played, sir.

The cockatoo stares back, one master of this game to another.]

[fistmele]

[ . . .

This is really weird, but not the weirdest thing he's ever seen. So. But the only Russian Clint knows is— not going to help him here, so moot point. ]

What are you, some kinda superbird? [ Squinting at the wall. This is all kinds of strange. ]

[thelivinglegend]

[ A bird that knows how to write. Welp. Future's full of all sorts of interesting things.

He hasn't got your friend. How about some food? You look kind of hungry. ]

[theburd]

[The cockatoo will accept food in lieu of Ivan.

It inches closer to Steve, head cocked, curious.

Waiting.]

[schrodingercat]

...great, you're a pet, aren't you. Dangit, I'm hungry.

[medick]

[ BURDS do not be jealous archimedes.

also he doesn't understand a speck of russian except for a few things. if they were spoken. it doesn't help he's fascinated the bird can write in perfect russian.

fascinating. ]

How interesting. I believe I know someone who may like you.

[widowing]

О, любовь к Богу.

[ oh, for the love of god.

this place gives her a headache. ]