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The magpies are talking to each other, quite early in the morning, careful not to wake up Vast who’s sleeping next to them. They're laying on the side of the bed that Vast isn’t, chatting about anything really.
After some wiggling around Vast sits up, hair a mess and looks over at the magpies “Since when-” she yawns “did you all get up before me” she says looking around for her communicator.
“Since you over-worked yourself yesterday” says a magpie that has a silver-iron nugget nestled in their wing
“Yea, yea I know” he says as he reaches for his comm which had been kicked on to the floor during the night. He opens it:
New message from Atlas(shithead): Atlas(shithead): Maggggs i need your helpppppp
One of the magpies with a smoll allium flower crown flies up to their shoulder and looks at the comm “mh mh” looks to Vast “I can’t read, what does it say?” they tilt their head
“Atlas needs my help with something at…” She looks back down at the time “jeez nearly 4 am couldn’t this wait like 30 more minuents”
To Atlas-
Vast: Yea yea be over in a few seconds
Atlas(shithead): Ight see ya soon
They sigh, pocketing their comm and slings their legs over the bed to get changed into actual clothes. The magpies follow, continuing their conversations as Vast grabs his pair of clothes for the chest and heads down to the bath house.
While finicking her hair, after asking the magpies, she decides to put it in a simple braid. She flies off, heading down to Atlas area.
Suddenly they see a bloody feather where a magpie was flying before their head starts to spin and they black out. As they black out they start to fall.
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