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[Hope you enjoy all the baby birds, Don.

Though admittedly the rain of birds is followed a few minutes later by Descole dropping out of the rafters.

...on the other hand, she's entirely focused on the birds and doesn't seem to have even noticed that Don's there.]

[Don stops being infuriated by baby birds for a moment to stare, wide eyed, at Shescole. Admittedly, he's usually pretty oblivious to her oddities, but it's kind of hard to ignore something that's attempting to rip your newly obtained collection of birds to shreds.]

Um... Lady Descole?

[...she pauses.

Lifting her head and straightening up, Descole cleans the last remnants of... bird... from around her mouth (with that rather long, prehensile tongue she's sporting) before turning to face Don and flashing a smirk that has altogether too many teeth.

Literally, actually. There's at least two rows of them, and they're all rather sharp.]

Yes, Don?

Wh-wh-wh-wh-

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR TONGUE?

[Don takes a step backwards. Probably the first of many.]

[She chuckles, low in her throat, and cocks her head to watch him better (and with a somewhat predatory hint to that smirk of hers, too).]

We have three wishes. One of mine was for a body like... whatever it was that killed Layton.

[Pausing again, she considers.]

Much more interesting of an experience than I'd have thought, too. Did you know that there are tentacles?

[Not visibly, and she has no clue how to manifest them outside of her body, but there's a definite awareness of the fact that they're there. Even if she's not entirely sure whether they're even on the same plane as the rest of her. Which is another thing that there's a distinct awareness of but no way of changing; the fact that currently, she's operating on several different planes at once.]

[Don is rather sure that he doesn't want to know anything about the tentacles, thanks! But all the same, one thing has him curious...]

...What was it that killed Twister that has a body like that? There's nothing in this place that looks like you do now.

[He hopes. He really, really hopes.]

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[Descole picks up a baby chick and kind of cradles it.]

Look how cute....

[He has a smirk on his face as he begins playing with them.]

Great, so now I have chicks and you. This day couldn't get any better...

[HE HASN'T FORGOTTEN YOU MAKING THE MOVES ON HIM, DESCOLE.]

[OH AND HE NEVER WILL. WHO SAYS HE'S DONE!?]

Oh, Don!!! I didn't see you there! Have you finally come to give me your deserving love!?

[Still cradling the baby chick, he walks up to him eagerly.]

[Takes several steps backwards!]

Nothing of the sort! I don't like you! I only like women!

But Don, haven't you noticed? We are simply meant to be! You love my female self but she wont give you a chance! I will!

[Then he looks down at the chick, wondering how long he could keep this up. It's starting to hurt his self esteem and morals. He smiles trying to keep going.]

I love women, who have women parts! Your female self meets these qualifications, but you do not!

You really need to get over me!

[First time Don's said that to anyone ever.]

I'm not! I didn't want these birds, I wanted ladies!

[looks at the birds] well 1/2 of them are possably female.

...

That isn't what I meant.

It could have been.
its nice to see you'r a mummy Don

I'm not a mummy! I'm a very unlucky man!