PRISON PARTY PRISON PARTY

[murimurimuri]

[It's time for animal training classes! The prison yard is just full of big, scary animals... and their pets, too. BA-DUM-TSSH. Time to bond with your new pet and learn the values of love and friendship!

Meanwhile there's this jackass, riding around on a tiger like he owns the place. Whose tiger is that, Keyes? Because it's not yours!

If a guard looks over, he'll cry about how scaaaary it is to be kidnapped by a tiger. But at the moment, he's just looking for somebody to pick on. Heh heh.]

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[blackquillsays]

[ Blackquill is in the corner of the yard as usual, with his own pet: a young hawk which is still wild and liable to peck someone's eyes out as it is to sit still on the ex-prosecutor's shoulder. Anyone looking Blackquill's way probably feels the same about the man itself. While the bird looks fierce, the man looks sullen - but both are quick to glare if anyone tries to approach with unfriendly ulterior motives in mind.

He has taken note of the tiger-riding inmate but his attention is elsewhere for the moment: Taka has hold of one of his fingers and is trying to savage it. ]

[murimurimuri]

[He moseys on over, or the tiger does. He's basically lounging on the thing about as casually as if it were a tiger-skin rug.]

Hi there. I love your bird.

[Maybe I'll teach it to do my hair.]

[blackquillsays]

[ He looks up, face blank. Absolutely no reaction to either the finger being mauled or the other man's apparent arrogance. ]

...Thank you.

[ Is he...supposed to say more than that? ]

[murimurimuri]

You look like you could use some help. Not to boast, but I used to be an apprentice animal tamer.

[Smile smile give me your bird]

[blackquillsays]

[ He drops his gaze to Taka for a moment. The hawk has given up on savaging his finger and he takes it back now, frowning slightly at the wound left behind. Curling the hand into a fist, he lets it settle on his knee and glances back up at the animal tamer. ]

What do you want?

[ --in return. He's been here long enough to be suspicious of free help. ]

[murimurimuri]

To play with a cool bird?

[we can get into pricing schemes later]

[blackquillsays]

[ Hint of a growl and implicit threat: ]

No.

[ And then a wince plus a hiss when Taka's beak clips his ear. Ow, sir. OW. ]

[murimurimuri]

[Keyes snickers and pulls on a pair of thick work gloves.]

Relax, okay? First time's on the house.

[blackquillsays]

[ More sullen glaring from this guy. Taka's fixing Simon with a nasty look of his own and looks about ready to shred those thick gloves. (Or try to.)

Blackquill doesn't say anything further in objection but...he expects the hawk to give Simon a hard time anyway. Maybe he'll get a laugh out of this. ]

[murimurimuri]

[He's offering one hand as a convenient perch and holding up a small fish in the other. Whose pet did that belong to, Keyes? Well, it's Taka's now, if he wants it.]

[blackquillsays]

[ Blackquill sure is levelling a suspicious frown at that fish. But before he can comment, Taka has flapped over to Keyes in order to snatch the thing. The hawk's wings cuff the ex-prosecutor on the side of the head. Rude. ]

... [ A quiet, annoyed tsk from him. Taka has latched on to the heavy glove and is snapping his beak, wings held half-out. ]

[murimurimuri]

[gives the hawk some Disney princess charm]

Shh, shh, you're okay. I'll feed you as much as you like.

[blackquillsays]

[ Guess the way to any male's heart is through their stomach, huh? Taka does seem more amenable to instructions now. ]

Traitor... [ grumble, mutter ]

[murimurimuri]

Do you always talk about your poor hawk like that? Oh nooo, no wonder he's so upset.

[What a nice Taka. Time to pet him in front of his owner~]

There there, pretty birdie. Simon will be your friend.

[blackquillsays]

[ Cue a rude snort from him. ]

Don't you have your own already?

[ He is not annoyed that Taka is behaving well for the other Simon, not at all. Nope. Yes he is. ]

[murimurimuri]

My own hawk? Nowaynoway, they'd never give a guy like me a dangerous animal like that!

[blackquillsays]

Yet you ride a tiger.

[ The tone is flat. Although even if that tiger isn't the other Simon's, who in their right bloody mind gives a prisoner a tiger? ]

[murimurimuri]

Who, this guy? He belongs to the Jersey devil with a spray-tan. It seems I've been abducted?

[That last line is about as insincere as a person can get.]

My prison pal is a tiny monkey. He's probably off doing something, somewhere.

[blackquillsays]

[ Simon has most definitely not been abducted, he thinks. But in that case, it's impressive that the man can tame a tiger of all things... ]

I should hope your friend is not stealing something.

[ That said dryly. ]

[murimurimuri]

Nowaynoway, I wouldn't train him to do that! There's just no way there's anything around here worth stealing!

[spoilers: he's lying]

[blackquillsays]

[ He scoffs. ]

It won't be my head on the block if you lie.

[ He's going to try and touch Taka again now that the other Simon has managed to clam him. Hopefully it does not end in finger savaging. ]

[murimurimuri]

[Taka is full of fish now. There's no way Blackquill's finger tastes as good as a fish, so he's good.]

He's a little spoiled, huh?

[blackquillsays]

[ He runs the back of his finger along Taka's feathered back. ]

...I like birds.

[ Which may explain why he tolerated the finger savaging and other, less nice behaviours from Taka. ]

[murimurimuri]

All the more reason not to spoil him. You're not doing him any favors, you know. If you had a kid, would you let him run around unsupervised and eat nothing but candy for dinner?

[Somebody's been having some old memories resurface lately.]

[blackquillsays]

...I suppose not.

[ Pause here. Then reluctantly: ]

How do you suggest I care for him? I have not owned a hawk before.

[murimurimuri]

Find a trainer with reasonable rates.

[Smile smile, somebody sure has a suggestion for where you can find one of those!]

And make him earn his food. If you can trick him into thinking he's hunting it himself, do that.

[Never mind that Keyes just gave it straight to him.]

[blackquillsays]

[ Oh, kind of like the tricks he'd pull in court, huh? Sounds easy enough. ]

I will have to try that when this blasted fellow is hungry again.

...Thank you, by the way.