The goddess glares at the bird and it's owner.
Catalina sighed. "It's an almost extinct species. It is startled by everything new. I apologize."
Fumizuki lets out a tiny squeak of alarm and hides behind Astoria. The swooping eagle gave her flashbacks to Operation Hailstone.
TJ noticed Fumizuki being startled, so he approached her carefully with a sad look. "Y' okay?" He said in a sweet, concerned voice, though it was quiet.
Belmont, the Philippine Eagle lowered its head in apology as it raised its head and sat there on Catalina's shoulder plate, silent.
SCP 590 wrote:
TJ noticed Fumizuki being startled, so he approached her carefully with a sad look. "Y' okay?" He said in a sweet, concerned voice, though it was quiet.
Fumizuki nods timidly. "Just spooked by big bird."
The Philippine Eagle jumped off Catalina's shoulder and landed softly with its wings spread out a little so it landed without a sound, right in front of Fumizuki. It tilted its head, its blue-grey eyes so clear that they could see 8 times as clearer than all of them. It was trained and friendly. It only lasted out at her because it was startled when it didn't know someone else was in the room.
SCP 590 blinked slowly then frowned, "Not hurt?"
He looked Fumizuki up and down to make sure she hadn't got hurt by the bird. Then he repeated, just to make sure. "Not hurt?"
He looked Fumizuki up and down to make sure she hadn't got hurt by the bird. Then he repeated, just to make sure. "Not hurt?"
Fumizuki shakes her head. "Not hurt."
TJ stared for a moment, then smiled, happy with the answer. He nodded as if to acknowledge the answer, then looked at the bird curiously.
The Philippine Eagle was sitting in front of Fumizuki, looking at her.
Belmont the Philippine Eagle wrote:
The Philippine Eagle was sitting in front of Fumizuki, looking at her.
Azumi widened her eyes in shock. An endangered species, in this bar?!, she thought to herself. She slowly approached Belmont and asked "What are you doing in this bar, dear?"
Unfortunately, animals couldn't speak human tongues. She was, of course, an exception, but she was a sapient spirit.
The Philippine Eagle turned and spread it swings and took flight. It flew towards a little girl. The girl raised her left hand right as the Eagle landed on her hand gently, Its talons gripping around her hand, pushing the skin in a little from its strength. The girl was calm, looking at Azumi.
"Hello?"
Catalina wrote:
The Philippine Eagle turned and spread it swings and took flight. It flew towards a little girl. The girl raised her left hand right as the Eagle landed on her hand gently, Its talons gripping around her hand, pushing the skin in a little from its strength. The girl was calm, looking at Azumi.
"Hello?"
"Oh! you are this Philippine Eagle's caretaker, I presume?" Azumi smiled "It is nice to meet you! I am Azumi, a fox spirit hailing from Japan!"
She nodded and smiled.
"A pleasure to meet you. My name is Catalina, a spirit hailing from London. And this."
She pointed to the Philippine Eagle.
"Is Belmont, a Philippine Eagle."
Gamma and Iota sat there on chairs at the bar counter. They were both long black haired girls with sapphire-blue eyes. They blinked and calmly looked at the menu. Both of them had the same black and gold uniform on, neat and perfectly made. They were from an unknown company.
A young girl who was 5'5, sat there at the table. There were 5 other presences around this one girl. But nobody else was seem at the table but her. She was calm, hands together with her elbows on the table. Her chin is on the top of her knuckles, thinking. She had 5 presences as well as her own, which made 6 "people" in the room with her. But she was the only one. Her aura was all over the place, from childlike, all the way to be so powerful that it would have destroyed the whole universe without any effort of exhaustion. She was strange. She blinked and looked down at a white book in her hand. A voice that was not hers spoke out of her own mouth.
"What are we doing in this weak place? It's pointless."
The voice itself has the presence and aura of someone who was so powerful, the ground started to crack a little underneath the girl's chair. The girl sighed as another voice spoke, arguing with the first.
"Aztec, go away. Celestial just wants to read."
This voice had the presence of a young little girl, around the age of 6-11.
Memewhile, Nolegs is just speaking to Matt, not torturing him this time. "Hey, Matt. Wanna do something foolish?"
"Nope."
Celestial's golden eyes shifted into blood-red, alert of danger when she saw the two people. Her eyes shifted to sky-blue when she realized they weren't enemies. She picked her book up, eyes shifting back to original gold as she opened the book and started to read silently. Her thoughts were very active in her head. 5 of those thinking in her head, weren't her.
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