8th Protocol--[847 Goldberg and the surrounding property]

[idkmybfforin]

[As hollow as her head was at times, even Utsuho couldn’t not notice the changes that had come over the town lately.

It made her realize she had been slacking in chasing intruders off of “her” territory…mostly, because she was confused as to where that was supposed to be. The old house…there was no one in it she recognized as family in it anymore. This other house had a Satori-like figure in it and was a place to get food, so it probably counted…

In any case, it was reason enough to get the hell raven perched on the roof in her humanoid form, wings spread and braced against the peak of the roof like bipods. Her crouching posture doesn’t stop her from glancing furtively down the roads whenever something goes by—a person or a car. As long as it keeps on moving—or she recognizes the person in a favorable way—things are rosy and Okuu does nothing.

It’s if whatever-it-may-be doesn’t that things might get festive, as this is obviously a challenge! And made Okuu puff up her feathers to look twice as big as she already did and hiss.

…yes, even if you just stopped at the mailbox. Or with the daily paper.]

((OOC: Okuu is unaffected by any AUs.))

Comments

Balin is in Bad End AU mode!

[walking_nuke]

[Look who's coming home from work, Okuu! It's your arch-rival Satori-like figure's "husband!"]

[... Though he seems a little more sullen than usual. Maybe he's been affected by whatever's been happening since Friday, too.]

[Also, he's not paying too much attention for any possible interception by big bird-women.]

[answerer_sword]

...Reiuji.

[Bazett leans over the mailbox, graping it as if it were a crutch. It seems she has gotten lost again. Where...was Atlasia's house again.]

[She cannot tell it it is the blood loss, but it feels like she cannot control her body or her senses. Her head is heavy and her vision alternatively blurs and sharpens. Even as she wills herself to stand, it is as if her legs will not obey her.]

[spinningorange]

(There's a concerned kitty approaching the household. She isn't sure what's going on, but seeing Utsuho in that gargoyle stance makes her wonder if anything has happened to her.)

Okuu! Okuu, there's something weird happening again!

omg get off my roof, bird 8|

[commentboxtroll]

[The Sleepy Lump, aka Caesar, is actually up and looking tidy for once, which hopefully doesn't make him look too unlike himself in the eyes of the hellraven. He's leaving the house and heading for the garage, which, at this house, is now a stable for the two horses who also live here.

He doesn't bother to look up.

Why, why does no one ever look up...?]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ What is that in the sky? A jet? A superhero? A shooting star?

The latter is close enough, judging by the way that shadow is slinking through the sky as it darts downward like it was making re-entry.

Everyone else sees a giant bird perched on the roof at the end of the scaled beast's trajectory.

The dragon sees dinner. ]