MARCO? MARCO?! — joining

[arcy]

[glow=#000,1,400]UNDERNEATH THIS BLACK, BLACK SKY — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Eddie was not particularly fond of birds, at least not ferals or pets. He had nothing against them, he just didn't particularly care for them, either. They're just ... loud.  Eddie grimaces at the loud trilling of some sort of ... bird. And then, shortly, the voices of clanmates. Eddie allows himself a soft sigh, a little agitated, a little indulgent. It'd been a week -- he sort of liked this place, and border duties weren't .. terrible. Though, Venom, Eddie's bodymate, wasn't terribly fond of how they had to stay quiet whenever Eddie was in public, now.
Sephiroth, Koda, and a stanger. Eddie tilts his head, and wonders, a little concerned, how Koda would talk to somebody illiterate. Eddie didn't know if Koda was actually mute, and he wasn't insensitive enough to ask, but it didn't really matter in the end, just that he seemed to prefer writing. So, as he arrives, Eddie settles next to his clanmates, and voices their thoughts. Their useless thoughts. Eddie had a habit of running his mouth, but usually it was fairly harmless. "You wouldn't figure a bird, owl, cry would attract a lot of attention, with all the birds in the world." An owl? Was it an owl? It's little, but not a regular bird, at least. At the least, Eddie doesn't seem terribly judgmental, despite his words. Just .. a little uncaring to the situation, maybe.