REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Okay, so maybe after the whole... rats incident, Vox was just a little bit paranoid and nervous around the town hall building. But who could blame him? After all, he had just been happily enjoying himself, and then he had been bombarded by a bunch of rats! Who would just roll with that and say 'hey, that was pretty fun, let's do it again?' Still, that didn't mean that Vinny was going to let rats bully him out of his on territory. He knew full well that not all of them were dead yet, and he could feel faint anxious bile rising up in his chest as he approached the town hall, pulling a box of Christmas lights along with him. Hopefully, soon enough the issue would be dealt with, and Vin wouldn't have to worry about looming like a coward in front of the other Halls members. At the very least, he could be glad that the vermin infecting the building were rats, and not something like centipedes. Vox couldn't even begin to express how much he hated centipedes. Even for a creature that was omnivorous and would occasionally chow down on bugs, he avoiding the little many legged fuckers like the plague. Just the thought of them sent a firm shiver down his spine, his ears pinning down flat against his skull.

Quickly shaking off those rather upsetting thoughts, Vin decided to focus wholeheartedly on the task at hand, or rather, at wing. He had a large box of Christmas lights to put up on the town hall, and he was going to put them up damn it. This could technically be considered part of the twelve days of Christmas event, but he had opted not to ask for help on this one, mainly thanks to the fact that he didn't want to force others to come out in the cold with him just to put lights up. Having brought the lights themselves – little battery powered things – as well as a hammer and nails, Vox trotted up to the front of the building, placing a nail carefully against the side of the building and holding it between the claws of his wing. He then heaved the hammer up into his mouth, slamming down on the nail until it was firmly in place. He did this several more times, beginning to string the lights up slowly as he went along. He knew eventually he would need a later or something of the sort, but for now he was just worried about the bottom of the building. Despite the fact that Vox had opted not to ask for help with this one, he was still making quite a lot of noise beginning to put the lights up, so it wouldn't be exceedingly hard to notice him.

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

When Aslisk had first suggested burning the rats out, Vinny had been extremely against it, just as the wyvern had expected. After all, he didn't want their beautiful town hall going up in flames just because of some stupid rats, and he was still against it now, even as he grew more and more frustrated with each rat that scampered by past his vision. Vox had been thinking of this when Aslisk came trotting up, a sigh leaving the hybrid's throat as he hammered another one of the light strings in. However, he jumped when he heard Aslisk's voice, having not been aware of the female's presence. Despite having a great sense of smell, he had been turned away from Aslisk, not to mention not really paying attention to what was going on behind him, so she came as a definite surprise. The male tightened his grip on the hammer within his mouth just so that he wouldn't drop it, slowly letting himself sink down onto all fours again. Once he felt firmly on solid ground and like he wasn't about to drop a hammer on one of his wings, he carefully put the tool down on the ground before speaking, "I don't even 'ave a paw ta hammer, so that'll be pretty fuckin' impressive, won't it?" That was true. Technically, all he had were his wings, the little claws on his wings, and his hooves. Disregarding that, he continued sourly, "And th'damn rats better not come out 'n' ruin my lights, or they'll get shocked ta shit... I don't really know what ya just said since y'were usin' your nonsense language, but I'm puttin' lights up on th'town hall so that it looks all nice 'n' pretty f'Christmas. I figured I'd might as well make th'place look nice before th'dance." He glanced back up at the large building behind him, grimacing a bit as he saw the relatively small amount that he had covered in lights. Bertille, he was going to be at this for days at this rate.