If that cloaca had ever been in an establishment that catered to anyone other than Krakotl then it was to complain about its existence. No great chore, provided you knew how to use one.Ĭirric chuckled to himself as Quislin tried and failed to perch on the flat plastic. The seats, though, were mammalian standard chairs. The long tables were laid in preparation, each plate with a silver packet on it and cutlery hastily adapted for feathers with 3D printed plastic. As the flock got closer to their destination at the other end of the hall The Whore broke off to speak with one of the cooks standing nearby. A slight rumble caused Jlana to nudge him with a wing and a grin. Unfortunately Cirric’s stomach knew nothing of politics. This was a carefully curated display of largesse designed to awe and satisfy and hopefully leave the assembled pioneers open to whatever negotiations they would inevitably make afterwards. They didn’t need prey to turn fruit or grains into flesh first. Why would the humans bother? The omnivorous apes could simply eat whatever they were about to serve them themselves. Some of the Bravo birds twittered about being fattened up, but Cirric knew that was nonsense. They’d been fed and watered since the rescue, sure, but what they’d been given was bland and heavily monitored for adverse reactions. A feast.Ĭirric’s suspicion warred with his hunger. ![]() The guards and guardians directed the flock towards the now open doors of the cavernous dining hall and when they had flowed inside The Whore and his apparent owner directed them to tables laden with covered dishes. The Whore’s overlords had apparently taught him some discipline, though Cirric would have paid credits to scrub from his brain his ideas on how exactly they’d done it. Have I done something wrong? I'm experiencing this bug -?. ![]()
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