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[babylonbadass]

Oh, hey. It's a green hawk flying around on a hoverboard and stopping in front of the ruined school. He looks pretty confused. He's also perusing a map, which he keeps flipping over and poking at.

He looks pretty irritable. Maybe a friendly greeting would cheer him up. Or some help with that map. Or a comment about him being an idiot. Up to you.

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[golonghorns]

Well, it WAS almost thanksgiving. 'Hunting' then serving a giant parrot couldn't be too different to just buying a turkey at the store, right?

....no. No. No no no. He couldn't do that.

"Smartass." he grumbled. "I'm a member of staff, here. I have some small obligation to help folks out that look like they need it. You standing there with a map like some kind of idiot tourist cries out 'hey, I got no clue where I am, someone take pity on my feathery ass and point me in the right direction'. That's what it is to me."

[babylonbadass]

A member of the staff? If Wave was here, maybe he knew where she was. Jet's posture loosened up, and he held up his fist with determination.

"I'm no tourist! I'm here looking for my friend and associate, Wave the Swallow. If you're a staff member, maybe you know where she is! Purple and white...? White bandanna...? Jabbers on forever about techno babble?" Jet mimicked Wave's features as he spoke, trying to help paint a better picture of what she looked like.

[golonghorns]

"...Swallow?"

He'd assumed she was a parrot too.

"I know OF her. Ain't ever really taken the time to talk to her so I don't know about the technobabble bit. But yeah, she's at the school, workin' security. Security office is one of the few places ain't busted up around here."

He dropped the wood.

"You want me to show you?"