Hemophobia (Feel free to participate.)

Slowly peer into the room and listen for the birds.

You don't quite make it to the door before a nervous looking, messy-haired youth pokes his head out and shoots you an imploring look.



"You haven't seen Raven by any chance, have you?" he asks, "Or maybe Rook? They weren't here when I woke up."

There's a hint of caution behind the words, like he's half-expecting you to attack him.

“Um… The raven and crow?.. last I saw they were in your room. I heard some fluttering behind the double doors down the hall though.”

Four looks vaguely concerned.



“No. Raven and Rook.”

“Wait, why did you name one and let the other remain nameless?”



“Leland, I’m afraid the gay has spread completely to your brain. Congratulations on your stupidity.”

Verbally put this adolescent prick in his place.

You assert your dominance by shouting random insults at Four. He very clearly does not take kindly to this and shoves the door open wider, stepping partially out into the hallway.



“Val, back off, I got this,” he growls. Somehow, you get the feeling that he isn’t talking to you. He’s most definitely addressing you when he next speaks, though: “Could’ve sworn you learned your lesson last time. Guess Magpie and I have to teach it to you again.”

Aw crap, it’s the crow again.

Apologize profusely, and curl up into a ball and cry. Pride isn’t getting us anywhere here.

There are so many courses of action going through your head right now and all you really want to do is not get your eyes pecked out by that crow. Is that too much to ask? So you lay on the “I’m sorry”s real thick.



Four doesn’t relax, but he does start to look a little uncertain. The crow, mercifully, stays right where it is.

“…Leland?” he says slowly. His voice sounds oddly different, somehow. “What are you doing here?”

bump because I want to bring this back so yeah

Cut to a mysterious figure in a dark room.

why hello there, friend, this is your good friend pardon broadcasting live from the lower levels

i can see what you’re up to and, quite frankly, your idiocy amuses me to no end