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[mourning_ghost]

Who: Nageki and You
Where: Hotsprings inn entrance
When: May 1 - May 3
Rating: PG (Hatoful virus discussion; probably should have done this earlier)
Summary: There is a large mourning dove staring at passerby.
The Story:

At some point, it seemed that the mansion had turned into a hotsprings inn. His friends certainly would have enjoyed time here. No doubt Nageki would as well, if only he knew what he was supposed to do. If he had ever seen such a place before, he certainly didn't remember it and he didn't know who he could ask. In the end, he chose to settle in a corner for a little bit and watch others as they went about their business. Just until he thought of what he wanted to do.

Comments

Guessing a little about the hawk thing.

[mourning_ghost]

Birds on Nageki's version of Earth could easily pull books of the shelf. Nageki did it all the time. And they had no trouble practicing microbiology as their wings worked remarkably like human hands.

"It can. There are still bird species that haven't been uplifted which are sold in stores. But they can also buy other things if they prefer not to."

Some birds did not like the thought of eating non-sentient birds, even if society didn't frown upon it. But if a hawk ate a sentient bird, that would be murder.

lmao, no worries, i do it all the time

[lifeskills]

"My, my, what an interesting idea of society you have," he mused to himself, the smirk still remaining. "I must admit, I find myself... curious. I haven't encountered a thing quite like you, holding a discourse like a reasoning being. Not even here where science is bent in new shapes every other day."

The closest thing to a compliment Victor was capable of making was that something was interesting. That meant it had value outside the ordinary. No matter what he remained, that much would remain true.

[mourning_ghost]

That kind of statement, said in that manner, would have been far more worrisome had Nageki never gotten amnesia. As it is, he has to wrestle the feeling of distressing familiarity that suddenly appears into a corner of his mind and remind himself that there is no reason to be alarmed over words that aren't even threatening.

Even so, Nageki only addresses the first sentence. "I don't think that is very different from human society. Aren't there humans that eat monkeys?"

[lifeskills]

It wouldn't be the first time he had raised feelings of discomfort in another person. It would be the first time he had done so in a dove. Apparently today was set to be a day of many firsts, though given Nageki's physique, it was difficult to read what, precisely, Nageki was thinking or feeling at any given time--but still, the dove was quite capable of making a fair rejoinder.

Despite a face made for expression, Victor remained difficult to read, himself. One corner of his mouth kicking up higher than the other was the only sign the dove's answer had added to his amusement.

"It is true. But human beings are their own species, refined by the benefit of time and evolution like a stone in a river. You are something else entirely."

[mourning_ghost]

"Even so, the cultures are similar." Nageki said. Birds had probably just adopted the pre-existing cultures around them. He doubted any rational being would start from scratch when someone else had already built a framework. Birds hadn't had much time to change it either, having only been sentient for a century and spending most of that time fighting a war.