Box 3 [The birds are coming!]

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[The video cuts on with Bill fumbling around with the camera, trying to find a steady position for it with one hand as the other is being used as a perch by a colorful little mess of feathers. Once the camera is settled, the Chatot has already started making its way up Bill's arm as if it was pretending to scale a mountain.]

Ah, hello! Does this little fellow belong to anyone? He seems very well socialized.

Yo ho!

...Among pirates, apparently.

Call me Ishmael! Chato~!

[A chuckle] He's safe and happy right now, but if he looks familiar I'm sure he'd very much like to get back to his home. Thank you!

Comments

[Action] HORY SHET sorry got sick hard

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[Bill smiles right back, caught mid-greeting nod before Chatot decides his ear is the perfect stepping stone for climbing up onto his head.]

gh--he is! Whoever his trainer is must be a real bookworm.

Chat-chato! Books are the carriers of civilization!

[Action] OH mAN are you feeling better now?? ;o;

[the_nth_power]

So it seems.

[N watches the Chatot carefully. Speaking of books...] I have read about Chatot before. Its voice does sound very human, doesn't it? I would ask it if it wished for us to help find its trainer, but it seems more willing to speak in this voice instead of its own... [Which apparently unnerves him somewhat.]

[Action] Much better, thx c:

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I've tried asking him outright, but all he does is give very vivid descriptions of jungles.

[Not that he's aware of exactly what N means.]

[Action] good! uwu

[the_nth_power]

I see.

[He eyes the Chatot critically.] ... Do you mind if I make an attempt?

[Action]

[eeveedispenser]

Sure, go right ahead.

[Chatot matches the look, puffing out his feathers a little as if accepting a challenge.]