because I'm curious

There was a meme going around like this for a while, but I can't be bothered to find the wording. This is my version.

Okay, so if this is going to be a picture-a-day thing for a while, I'm sure you want to see more than the child and the cats. (Or, well, maybe you don't. I don't know.)

So, to begin with, any requests?

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I want to see The Funky Forest: First Contact and possibly Lost in Beijing, showing here for next week and the week after. Tuesdays are I-pay-you-go-free nights. Want to come along? It's a cute little theater. <3

(We don't have to go Tuesdays. Just not Wednesdays because that's Law and Order night.)

fine feathers for fine birds

I have absolutely no idea where this came from, seriously.

"News!" Jaye threw open the door without knocking like she always did. "Col - "

Columba pulled herself from sleep with a groan. Outside, she could hear the papery rattle and flutter of hundreds of wings. "Oh God, not again."

There were footsteps on the stairs, and the sound of peeping; her little sister tripped into the doorway and stopped short with her thumb in her mouth, like she'd just remembered she wasn't allowed to rush inside. "Col-lee, the black ones are back."

"I know, Henny, I know." She wrapped a silver-cream throw around her shoulders and staggered to the window, feet heavy with sleep; one of her doves landed on her shoulder and buried its head into the thick nest of her braids. She opened the curtains and leaned out.

The lawn was a sea of black-violet ravens. Light rippled across their feathers and was caught there. A leather-jacketed young man sat with his arms around his knees in the center of the group - unkindness of ravens, a pedantic little part of her mind corrected - and looked up at her with his dark, brilliant eyes.

She sighed. "Corbin, it's not going to work. It was just a one night stand! I just - we're not compatible."

"You don't know that." he replied with a slight smile.

"I'm just another shiny toy to you!"

"You don't know that."

The dove cooed, fluttering its wings next to her ear.

"You have to admit he is dreamy." Jaye murmured from her spot on Col's bed.

Columba rolled her eyes at her sister. "Look - I - I need to think about this, at least."

"I'll wait."

She closed the window again and sighed: outside, a thousand ravens and their boy settled in for the long haul.

twits

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