Reawakened muse, formerly lastvoyages, canon is The Crow

[everymansdevil]

Well that didn't take you too long, did it, darlin? Just a year and some change.

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[darknessb4me]

Nice haircut.

[everymansdevil]

Mine or yours, Rapunzel?

[darknessb4me]

Yours is worse in that respect. [no, they're about even actually.] I was making a joke.

[everymansdevil]

Don't call me an expert or nothin, but y'might start with 'knock knock' next time.

[darknessb4me]

Too cheesy.

This is probably the most mundane conversation he's had in a very long time. Feels weird.

[everymansdevil]

"Nice haircut" ain't that much higher on the ladder, if I'm not mistaken.

[stoptouchingme]

Yes, years do have that cruel habit of taking people, don't they? Generous year, if it wasn't too long before she was returned...

[everymansdevil]

[...Yeah, he doesn't think they're talking about the same thing.]

Wanna run that by me again?

[stoptouchingme]

It didn't take her too long, as you said.

The year.

[His brain's messing with the emphasis of your message, Top Dollar.]

Seems rather merciful, considering what a year could take.

[everymansdevil]

Whatever you're on, son? I wouldn't mind takin some myself.

[stoptouchingme]

On?

On?!

How far must you sway from your point, blitherer! I mean only to speak to you about the year and the change and you answer in nonsense!

[guidingspirit]

[Not the bird you're used to but she's gunna watch you]

[everymansdevil]

[Since you're not a crow and there isn't that immediate symbolic connection, the fact that you're a bird doesn't strike him as especially significant, though it is kinda strange that you're not flying away. Myca would have known right away.]

[guidingspirit]

[Lucky for Raine then since she's associated herself with the second crow. She flits up a little higher out of reach debating telling her brother your around. Naw, teis with the other Crow, not her brother.]

[everymansdevil]

[He's not a man bereft of understanding when it comes to the presence of supernatural forces. He just doesn't tend to acknowledge them much if his sister isn't there to say it's not a hoax first, and you are just...a bird. The kind that picks at garbage in parking lots. But he is also alone, and quite aware of being dead. And so he just watches.]

[gothamscop]

[his writer has told him things about your version of Detroit. and Los Angeles. :| He does not like you by default.]

She should watch something new. [Something better without y'know. Vigilante murder]

[everymansdevil]

Not my business what she watches.

[gothamscop]

Of course not.

[He looks out for his writer and whatever feelings of :D his writer has are tempered by his...he knows what you do for a living dude.

Not cool.]

[everymansdevil]

[He's not too old that he can't remember what it's like to be sized up by a cop too big for his britches. He regards him with a casual calm.]

Not sure if it means very much, but I thought I'd tell you she didn't watch anything.

'Least not recently.

[gothamscop]

[too big for their britches? Not this cop. He hasn't yet transcended being a cop and understanding where men like this come from yet maybe.

It's coming. Right now there is only contempt.]

I suppose.

Why the hell is my writer so happy to see you anyway?

[imnotsure]

And they certainly are lucky.

[everymansdevil]

"They" being...?

[imnotsure]

The lucky person, or persons who write for you.

[everymansdevil]

I like to think so.

[imnotsure]

[oh boy.] What a joy.