FIFTEEN: I don't even [VOICE -> VIDEO]

[livesarock]

[this is the voice:]

I'm not really sure I understand how the holidays and festivals really work around here...overall. If...there even is an ov--[WHUMPH--] WH-- GAH-!!

[loud speaker-wooshing.

loud...chicken squawking.

loud metal crashing.

tinny rattling.

breathless cursing.

three loud CLACKs, before the video function pops on, a fast-spinning screen. when it comes to a stop, Zelgadis is on his ass, back against a wall.

chicken in his lap, chicken..stuck on his head for a few seconds - plopping to the ground and scurrying away with another pair further off.

Zelgadis just...stares. what is his life.]

Comments

[hexappeal]

Is he coming to pick them up? [Or are you just going to chicken-sit? She hopes you're getting paid...]

[livesarock]

[closing his hands carefully over the earrings and pocketing them.] I don't know. Probably not. They can go attack someone else for all I care.

[hexappeal]

[She notices, but doesn't say anything.] Do you want me to call animal control? [Because they might get hit by a car. Or peck someone's eye(s) out. Something like that.]

[livesarock]

Call what? [blink.]