Oki was thorough in her ways and her ways involved a good deal of listening and a great deal of stealing of information, part of the job she had, really - though it had become more of her work lately than before.
"This was not easy information to find, and I didn't dare do anything involving whatever it was that brought us here in the first place. The site was blacker than my left asscheek after landing in pitch, so I've been snooping around the periphery and hoping I did not raise enough interest to give the security forces any cause to turn me and everything around me into so much gooey charcoal." She chuckled softly - as much from nerves as from honest mirth.
Donnie's words lightened her mood at once. "Very good. That is very much the case. Always some powdered bighatted ninny that wants the shinies for their nest, like magpies with money and armies. My own things - the associated description of me was unmistakable, I mean..." She tilts her head, opens her wings wide, arms as well in a characteristic gesture. "Look at me. They did not seem to care much for the duffel, or the oblong box they could not really do anything with or the wristband. So far, I could find out that they were in a bulk storage facility that is de jure supposed to be storing preserved meats and rations, but..."
She taps one of the maps. "But it gets the odd visit from one of the Big Hats. The type that would probably lose control at being in the same room with canned foods. Strange, don't you think?"
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Date: 2025-02-20 11:48 am (UTC)"This was not easy information to find, and I didn't dare do anything involving whatever it was that brought us here in the first place. The site was blacker than my left asscheek after landing in pitch, so I've been snooping around the periphery and hoping I did not raise enough interest to give the security forces any cause to turn me and everything around me into so much gooey charcoal." She chuckled softly - as much from nerves as from honest mirth.
Donnie's words lightened her mood at once. "Very good. That is very much the case. Always some powdered bighatted ninny that wants the shinies for their nest, like magpies with money and armies. My own things - the associated description of me was unmistakable, I mean..." She tilts her head, opens her wings wide, arms as well in a characteristic gesture. "Look at me. They did not seem to care much for the duffel, or the oblong box they could not really do anything with or the wristband. So far, I could find out that they were in a bulk storage facility that is de jure supposed to be storing preserved meats and rations, but..."
She taps one of the maps. "But it gets the odd visit from one of the Big Hats. The type that would probably lose control at being in the same room with canned foods. Strange, don't you think?"