Parrot Hilton - a background

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

You know, it was almost a relief when I found out that she'd gone.

Oh, don't look at me like that. I know it's not exactly the stereotypical fae response. We're meant to be terribly keen on stealing people from that little grey world of theirs, and then apparently we should go to vast lengths to keep them here.

I've never been quite so convinced.

I mean, if they really want to go back to their world of rain and concrete, give up their beautiful forms and magical powers, and live a tedious and mundane life until they die, then I think we should let them. Who wants someone that's that keen on banality? Not me.

And in this particular case, I think there's definitely something to be said for this individual in particular living an exceedingly quiet life, and dying as soon as is humanly possible.

Somehow, thought, I doubt she will.

Look, it was the noise which got to me after a while. I've never known anything squawk quite as loudly and quite incessantly. And it wasn't as if I could teach her to say anything more than "my shoes! My shoes!". I'd have had more success with an actual parrot, instead of a supposedly intelligent talking parrot.

OK, she was very pretty, but that's not really enough after a while. You can't normally see much through the migraine, and frankly, I was tired of having my fingers pecked at relentlessly. We won't even talk about the damage she did to the cage I put her in. It took me time and energy to make that cage!

In fact, when I came into that room to find the cage bars gnawed through, and my pet parrot gone (and how on earth does a parrot gnaw through the bars of a cage? Should they even be able to do that?) I felt a rush of relief.

No, I'm not going to go out hunting her. There is no force in Arcadia that would get me anywhere near that parrot. If anything, I'm rather scared she'll try and come back. Is it possible to bar someone from Arcadia?

No, she can go back to her world now.

And may Fate have mercy on them all...

Comments

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

*narrow eyes and dangerously quiet* Does she _like_ her?

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

See comment below :p

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

*restrained snarling*

That Fetch of mine is wracking up the points. One day...one day I will get rid of her....

*mutters direly in a corner*

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

Dey was rather amused to have it described as a "darling."

This may have been part of why Dey got so fed up with everyone being nice and caring about Venice, and she pointed out that the feathers were growing out of her scalp, and that she couldn't get her old life back - or indeed her shoe collection.

The goblin fruit drink has a lot to answer for.

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

I have a dark and terrible suspicion I would break Pledges under the influence of that drink...*nervous*

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

Possibly...

It's a very Spring drink

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

*preens contentedly*

Well, we'll just see about that. I have a pair of sociopaths with guns who are going to help me kill my fetch.

(Venice is absolutely AWFUL, but rather entertaining to play)

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

Bless 'em. Are they for hire? *perks up*

I mean, _obviously_ I'd be very sorry about depriving you of your charming little holiday companion....

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

I suspect it's the bellringers ... who may well be a bit annoyed at Carin atm...

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

Oh bother it, what is their problem? (aside from the obvious slight teeny concern he's a little Fae-mad...)

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Erm...

I'm not entirely sure, but him swearing an oath to destroy everything the Winter King of London cared about might not have been the best move. Esp when the Winter King in question is mostly perceived as caring a lot about London and the changelings in it.

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

Pretty much what she said.

of course the news that the winter king is probably a privateer may well rock the "Tommy is a God" attitude...

[becky-spence.livejournal.com]

How terribly touchy of them....

*wry smile* I'm guessing they're not going to buy without a fight the whole "but the man's a privateer" argument for that particular Pledge...

I wish I could say "I'm never leaving him alone again, he just gets into trouble" but...

Oh well :) I shall have to rely on his motley to keep him out of mischief :)

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

That may be a foolish move on your part.