#bergen_county

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Welcome to the school, your winter freedom's gone! Now it's time for lessons, that just go on and on!

Luci is back, still getting used to her new wings!

"Well, I think they're awful pretty."

"Thanks, but I have to slit my blouses in the back " Embarrassed

Symon circles around the Boggan, eyeing her speculatively. (Feathers, scales, leathery skin? Color?)

"Mm.. maybe they can overlap a bit?"

Oh black inky feathers

He reaches out and gives a trailing feather a light brush with a fingertip. Nope, not jealous.

A slightly petulant expression that he masks fairly well.

"Heey..." Blush

It might have felt ..good?

"Pity you can't fly. Maybe there's a treasure?"

"Maybe they can overlap... and " She turns "Symon... good to see you but warn a girl"

He looks distracted for a moment, nostrils flaring a touch, and then jerks his hand back, face blotching a mottled purple. "Uh, sorry! Loose pinion there. You should watch that. Pull it loose and burn it, or keep it safe. As bad as hair or fingernails, I'd bet."

"I odn't think anybody round here does much of that, do they?"

"AH, so you only did that to contemplate stealing a link to my soul should you ever need it for nefarous purposes" The boggan nods but smiles "Thanks for the warning"

Snort-grin.

"Or give it to me, I bet I could make you a damn nice quill pen." He nods, and does another circle, leaning in (hands back this time!) to eye the wings. "Do they hurt? Like, did they burst forth in a spray of ichor, or was it more... delicate?"

"It's hard to remember exactly, but at the time it felt like ..and this is kind of gross, every have a pimple reallllly swell and you think it's GOT to burst, but it doesnt?"

"...Oh, gross."

"Bet Sy would love it. With the pus?"

"It didn't have puss, thank goodness...but it felt kind of good when it broke out"

He snickers at that, though he gives Dagmar a sideways glance.

"I bet. Man, think of the Halloween costumes..."

"Anyway, I could go backless.. but it's gonna freeze" She sighs

"... capes?"

He leans in closer and murmurs, "I bet you could do a netting, or rouching in the fabric here - leave some folds that will let you move, but not look like you got stuck on a wire fence.

Dag nods. "Sy's smart."

"Not.. not a bad idea, Symon. " ANd she nods to Dagmar "Yes, it's a good thing he's not into tying us to traintracks. We'd be doomed."

"He's on our side."

"Look out, bad guys."

Dirk looks over "Someone calling for me?"

"No, Dirk. We're good."

"Hey, Luci, you got wings? Do they..." Dirk starts to ask

"Fly? No" She sighs "They don't. Everyone asks , wish they did. They don't"

"Was going to ask if they like...are chicken like or .. you know, what flavor?" Dirk says

He moves aside towards Dagmar as Luci and Dirk chat - "Hey, everything alright?" In an undertone.

"Hunh? Sure."

"Not getting into any scraps without me? You know I have first dibs on corpse looting."

"Oh, I know. Nah, ain't been a fight since the Dragon."

"Wanted to kick in some elf teeth, but didn't."

Luci explains to Dirk it tastes terrible and would give horrible horrible belly aches

He hesitates, mulling over his thoughts, and then flicks a glance to Dirk. "When's the last time you busted heads on patrol? Not sure if you're getting soft on us, or if all the baddies just learned you're badder than they are and stay away."

"Well , it sure ain't cus I'm soft" The cap bristles 'Who's saying I'm soft? Just because I haven't stomped Adam? I know he deserves it, lucky bastard... but it aint' because I don't want to, trust me"

He snickers. "No one, just you don't smell like blood... like you used to all the time." He taps a finger aside his nose. "There's no keeping that from me. You should use the soap Ann Marie got me. It's unscented so that it doesn't "bother my asthma", but it would keep you from smelling like a pretty pasture of posies."

Dag's jaw juts, a crease between her eyebrows.

Dirk bristles further "smell like.. shit." He says not aware of the opening that profanity at the location gives "I gotta go wash whatever this is off.." And stomps to the bathroom

Luci glances over at Symon in confusion

Dag tugs at the cuffs of her hoodie, frowning.