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 Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 3:28 pm
 Jackson Square winged her way in, quiet for once. The inventor had just had a rather unsettling encounter with Rocks alsewhere. Weird? Her eyes stung with unshed tears. The young witch was one of the few who had never called her strange or weird. Seems as though that had changed. She shouldn't have expected anything else once the other pidge was grown, she supposed. After all, even Jackson knew she wasn't quite right in the head at times. After some casting about fruitlessly, the odd bird fluttered past some seamstresses, and up to her nest. With the day's events, she couldn't even be bothered to stick out her tongue at the group as she passed them. Once she landed, Jacksi brushed her hanging gears with a wing, causing them to chime together before she retreated under a scrap of cloth that she kept as a blanket. She wouldn't cry. She refused to cry.
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 5:39 pm
Waffle House was thoroughly, thoroughly confused...
That really wasn't out of the ordinary for the fluffy German Owl. He was almost always in some sort of cloud of confusion and although he was a member of this flock...
Welll... Lets just say most avoided him, if not because of his strange looks, it would be his speech. Pidge was far from his native language, as he had been raised with only a quaker and a few pigeons as companions. The Quaker matched his intelligence level far better and the two hit it off. Rocks had been teaching him to speak more than basic pigeon and he was making success, but his skills left a great deal to be desired.
Even if he was new to pidge and their customs, he was rather smart and knew several human devices inside and out. Even though he was new to pidge flock behavior, he could tell that Jackson Square was greatly hurt and it had been because of something his Rocks had done. It was only natural that the fluffy white pidge would want to set things right.
"'Ello?" He cooed softly as he landed near to Jacksi's nest. Hopefully she wouldn't mind the intrusion. The stranger was still learning about boundaries within the flock.
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 8:03 pm
The coffee-colored fiddled with a small basket that she was weaving out if wires, still hiding under her blanket as Waffle approached. Times like this, she wished that the hurry-came had never happened, and she had never gotten seperated from her parents.
That was part of why she had taken an interest in Rocks as a chick. Even though she had been seperated from her own parents as a fledgling rather than an adult, she still had a good bit of empathy for the younger pidge. She swept at her face with a wing as she looked up when the white pidge landed near her nest. Jackson peeked out at him with a forced smile, then shuffled back. "Come to gawk at the mad-bird? After all, I'm 'weird'."
She laughed weakly and unconvincingly. She'd been having a harder time keeping up her care-free act recently. Hurry-came season was coming, though from what she'd heard, they never came here.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 1:37 pm
"Wee-erd? Waffle Wee-erd, too." He told her and gave her a wide, rather befuddled grin. Weird was what Zorba called him all the time. Weird... He didn't know the exact meaning of the word, but he had decided it must of just meant different.
Out of the ordinary, per say, which was what he was.
"Not... Uh, gawk? Tawk, instead. Tawk to you." Her laugh was weak and something about it tugged at the strange pidge's heart as he smiled back at her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 1:54 pm
Jacksi sighed, puffing out her feathers for a moment. She didn't know why she was acting angry, it was only giving her a headache. The inventor peeked out again, her goggles gone. "Talk, then? Yeah, I wouldn't mind that."
She knew Waffle might not understand everything she said, but Jacksi rarely used overly complicated words. Also, she simply didn't want to talk down to the other pidge. From what she'd seen, he was quite bright despite the language barrier.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 6:06 pm
Jacksi had always been very friendly and it tore at the strange pidge's heart to see her in such an upset manner. He could hardly believe that Rocks had spoken to her in such a fashion! Rocks had never been mean to him, so why would she treat a good, upstanding flockmate like that.
"Is good, tawk good." He agreed with a faint smile on his beak and a quick bob of his head. Of course talking could be good. It broke down barriers and could help calm problems if the right words were used.
Not that he really knew the right words, figuratively and literally, but he would try his darndest.
"Dunno why Rawks said that." He finally spoke after a few tense moments of silence. "That no good tawk, ungood tawk."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 10:27 am
The inventor scrambled out of her nest and settled down on the beam. She glanced at Waffle curiously, preening her primaries for a moment."S'fine... I'm used to it. You're new, then?"
Jacksi knew that trying to distract from the matter wasn't going to help things, but it was her usual tactic when around others. Ignore the problem and hope it goes away.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:18 am
Her dodging what he was trying to bring up, despite his poor concept of pidge speech, was pretty obvious to the fluffy German Owl pidge. He tilted his head to one side and the small, square rimmed glasses slid down his beak. He nudged them up with the end of his pen, then leaned on it for support.
"New, yes." He cooed as he went along with her tactics and went on with the second conversation.
"New, new, not knowing speak good." He admitted the obvious with a hint of embarrassment.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 6:02 am
"I've seen as much. I don't mind, though." She sighed, knowing that she was being obvious in her avoidance. "If I say anything you don't know... Ask, m'kay?"
The coffee female realized that she had said at least one thing that Waffle would likely be unfamiliar with. "Ah, and 'gawk' is a bit like 'stare'."
Jacksi scooted a bit closer, eyeing his glasses curiously. She'd seen similar on humans before, but never on a pidge. The inventor could tell that they were different from her own protective goggles just from the make.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:03 am
"Ah, yes, yes. Will acks, yes." He chimed after she spoke and as she explained the word "gawk," she probably would of never found another pidge so attentive. She had his undivided attention as he tried to store the word away into his memory bank for future use.
As she scooted closer, he felt the instinctive urge to step back. Unfortunately, his experiences in the Roost so far consisted of trying to keep his distance, lest other pidge take poorly to his presence. He fought off the urge and remained rooted to the spot as she studied the small glasses that sat on his beak's bridge. He, in turn, couldn't help but to look over her goggles.
She was a fellow inventor, right?
"Ahah, you like?" He chuckled as he removed the green tinted glasses and held them out for Jacksi to inspect more closely.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:20 am
She nodded, smiling slightly. She tended to want to be close to others despite her own distancing of herself. After a moment of looking at the glasses, she tilted her head. "Yes... What are they for?"
She scuttled back into her nest for a moment, emerging with a scrap of paper and a stub of a pencil that she'd found somewhere, and quickly sketched the glasses. The inventor looked calmer and and more interested than she had in days.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:29 am
She seemed to lighten up at the prospect of work and as she fetched the paper and pencil stub, he tried to pick and push together words in pidge that seemed to make sense to himself, hopefully they would mean something to her, too.
At least she seemed calmer, for that was mostly his goal in visiting, not exactly knowing why Rocks had been fearful and insulting of the poor Coffee pidge.
"Eheh... Not bad in eye, humans wear to keep eye good when not see good." He tried to explain, recalling what he had seen in the human Roost several seasons back. The female human wore a pair, often when trying to look at letters and magic boxes.
"These not for bad eye, for like keep sun out. Keep sun out of eye, so can see in daytime good."
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 11:52 am
The female nodded, scratching out a few notes. "Interesting... So they're tinted to keep the sun from hurting your eyes?"
She seemed distant for a moment and sighed. It was more along the lines of the fact that she was glad of something to distract her. After all, dwelling on things didn't change them. And it certainly wouldn't change whatever had made Rocks act that way toward her. Not that she minded. She never minded when others avoided her. She was used to it... She minded. Oh, how she minded.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:01 pm
Tinted must of been why they were green. Tinted. Another word he made note of as he listened to Jackson Square's response to his own mixed up answer. She seemed to follow it just fine, and for that he was extremely thankful.
"Yes, keep hurt from out of eye, can see." He repeated as he tilted his head this way and that, observing her sketched copy of his own green hued glasses.
That sad look was back again and his heart sank as she became distant. He fluffed his pale feathers out and waved a green and orange painted wing. "Very good for use, very good. Jacksi, Waffle friends now? Yes?" He inquired curiously, trying to draw her attention back.
"Waffle show many good human thing, many interesting."
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 12:15 pm
The female tended to be able to followed odd speech patterns rather well. After all, where she was originally from, some of the pidge had spoken a different "language". She glanced up at him however with a startled look of incomprehension at his question. "Friends?"
She pecked the eraser of her pencil stub for a moment, watching him. He was interesting, and fun to talk to despite the language barrier. The coffe pidge nodded, stiillwatching him."That'd be nice."
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