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Author Topic: Keeping Your Birds in a Row  (Read 389 times)

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Keeping Your Birds in a Row
« on: October 25, 2016, 08:33:42 PM »
Lynn Parker glanced from her clipboard back up to the pen. Something was up. They were missing a wolf...

It was the sort of problem she was suppose to alert the zoo about and deal with through the "proper channels", after all if it was what the zoo-keeper was getting an inking of, there could be an escaped wolf posing a danger to the guests and even town if they didn't get it dealt with and allowed it to fully escape.

Yet Lynn was not the sort of person who asked for help with difficult problems and...predators just always brought their own level of challenge she found all but impossible to pass by. She had this.

But first was ensuring it truly was all that serious. Unlocking a few other doors and fully entering the enclosure, Lynn glanced about, taking a double count, and seeking every nook and cranny a wolf could be in, with her tranquilizer stun sort of pistol at the ready, to ensure her missing number truly was missing.

It was.

Just as Lynn was processing this info and what next, she heard one of the more panic-proned weaklings of the zoo staff exclaiming out over the walkie. He'd obviously found it. In the Peacock exhibit.

Muttering a curse under her breath, Lynn almost thought to just hop the gate of the enclosure, but then realized that was impossible even for her not realizing the meaning of the word perhaps. She made out the proper doors and off as quickly as she could, soon arriving and striving to actually for once aid her coworkers and help her peer who now seemed to be close to hyperventilating.

"John sit down!", she all but shoved him into a chair as she then made past and into the peafowl enclosure. To much protest of course from those John had been asking advice from.

"Lynn!"
"Miss Parker!
"Get...don't...!"

She ignored all of it and all of them and made past all the doors of the peafowl enclosure and soon stood facing the back of a wolf who had two peahens cornered and the rest in a literal flutter and chaos. It oddly didn't bother or distract her though, and once she locked gazes on the wolf, even prior it noticing her, Lynn's focus was zeroed in and tuned only that way.

The zoo-keeper slowly pulled her stun-gun, and felt a sense of disappointment that knocking the animal out was the only stake to all this...of course the stakes were higher on her end perhaps. She wouldn't have minded full on Survival for Survival.

It was odd, defensiveness was there too, and she did mean to defend the birds, much as they were just dumb birds. She'd decided, by way of keeping this job and not sucking up to her father for a better but less freeing one, to defend them. So she would. Simple as that, and for all the bad of her boundary pushing vengeance and hard handed way of dealing with things, it was a good thing to be under...if that position was still rarely given.

The wolf was also under protection she supposed, though that was secondary in her competition mode of the moment, and she couldn't truly hurt it with just a stunner anyway.

"Alright flea-bag...back it up...", she spoke and pointed the tranquilizer. Oddly she didn't expect that to happen and the wolf snarled as it turned to face her. Lynn smirked, "I know, they're just dumb birds...but you get plenty of steak, so you're gonna just back on up and give it up...got it".

Zoo Keeping 101: You never stared directly at canines like wolves, it was challenging. Lynn always stared them down in such situations...

The snarl became more pronounced and then...the wolf went down as it took a step, but not by Lynn's gun. She glanced at it confused and then felt someone (the head of the zoo someone!) grip her arm and she scowled...

<>

It was the same old lecture in the same old office, they'd get tired of it eventually....maybe. Lynn pretended to listen as the Head rambled on about safety and bravado. She absently picked up a folder off his desk as he went on and glanced over it. It was detailing the peafowls, probably in a double checking on them after getting the wolf back to his pen.

"Oh, were not missing one...", Lynn pointed out, as she spotted an error perhaps come about to in said checking. The Head paused and glanced back to her. Oh right. Listen to the nice pompous windbag when he lectures you, Lynn

Lynn closed the folder and still couldn't help going on. "The...one missing, it's not the wolf, she's the sick one still healing at...". Well...that had been a bit unauthorized so...

Of course Lynn had had to eventually tell where their peahen was, and "Dr" Archimedes Arthur Vassalos, eccentric though he was sort of viewed, was allowed to continue to try to help. It was easier.

And speaking of which, Lynn realized she was probably due another check. She stood. "You know what, I should probably go make sure...".

"This is serious, Miss Parker!".

"I know, so I'll get on that right away, shall I? Ok, good talk. You do an awesome job, keep it up". Giving a bold smirk, and fully aware of the risky heel nipping she was doing, and glorying in doing it and getting away with it, Lynn rose and taking the folder with her strode out of the office.

<>

Mr. Vassalos place was still very easily spotted from afar, or from on the right street at least. Lynn parked the zoo jeep she'd used before just outside the spacious house once more and hopped out, making quick work up to the front door and knocking.

She supposed she could have called Mr. Vassalos, or waited until he called and arranged for her to check up on the peahen, but Surprise Visit also worked too. In her book anyway.

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Re: Keeping Your Birds in a Row
« Reply #1 on: May 16, 2017, 05:00:37 AM »
Yes. He hadn’t been expecting Lynn Parker for some time. A long time, in fact. In fact, he was really beginning to wonder if he would even remember the peahen! He had become accustomed to living in his bird sanctuary, paying his housekeeper well to keep the bird stink away, and so forth, that he had almost forgotten about the peahen! Well, not really forgotten, just kept in the back of his mind as more pressing, financial, and business things were kept more to the front. Archimedes had very little time to attend to much in his life. After the first week with peahen, he had noticed that she was doing much better. Her diet had been tweaked slightly to something more filling, and sustainable. Her plumage was shinier, and she looked healthier. That was because Archimedes took great care to keep each of his rooms specific to the breed. But, Archimedes had almost lost all interest. There. It had to be said. The interest waned a great deal since that first week. He knew, though, that she would be quite alright in the … feathers… paws… claws… of Chaiyan’s care.

Chaiyan was a beautiful aqua blue, emerald green, and creamy-white peacock. Territorial, however. He had seemed to take to the little peahen that had been brought in from the zoo. Curious now, Archimedes pulled into the driveway, Vivaldi playing in the background. He turned the vehicle off, and walked inside.

As always, when he walked inside, Nevermore was sitting in his designated spot, tucked away for a good nap on the head of Edgar Allen Poe. Archimedes tossed his keys on a tray that he kept by the door and descended the stairs into the main room. Now, of course it was prefered that one would call before showing up on the door. It would give one time to look presentable. To put on a smoking jacket, or something, or at least something more suitable to be seen in other than a sweaty white work shirt. Archimedes was caught completely unprepared. He was just removing his tie when there was a knock at the door.

What in god’s name?” He asked, storming to the door, the tie still in his hands. It was one of his best ties; silk, the color of the sky on an autumn day. A lovely color, if he did say so himself. It was a gift from his secretary - a very thoughtful gift, he thought, so he figured he would honor her by wearing it. But the thoughts from this morning were gone, and he was focused on the idiot who was knocking on the door.

When he opened the door, the girl from the Zoo was standing there. There was a moment of anger on his face before it softened to mere annoyance. “Oh,” he started, “It’s you.” There was a moment of silence before he went on, “You could have called.” He pointed out, stepping aside to let her in. It didn’t take a genious long to figure out why she was there. She must have been here for the peahen, there was no other reason anyone would come and visit Archimedes, unless you were his mother. Unfortunately she was lying in a grave somewhere in Middleton’s graveyard. That didn’t matter anyhow. “I suppose you are here for the peahen.” He didn’t phrase it like a question, because, as stated before, it was fairly obvious why she was here. Parker, wasn’t it? Miss Parker.

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Re: Keeping Your Birds in a Row
« Reply #2 on: May 22, 2017, 03:52:08 PM »
Lynn was fairly certain she could catch some of the upset exclamations of words, though maybe that was just her imagining what they would be. She caught a mutter at the very least and especially as Vassalos neared the door. Whether she had the exceptional hearing she sort of felt she did at times, or no, Lynn had the information she needed to know atleast she was being a bother.

And she liked that.

The door swung open a few moments later and everything about how he stood spoke of his being unprepared for this visit. Well but then she hadn't told him. He clutched a tie in hand that Lynn quickly scanned and judged as showy (like a peacock actually) and anger was etched along his face, which slowly faded to mere annoyance.

Lynn would take either emotion. She merely gave a smile back to his rhetorical statement. It growing a bit with the words on calling. "But then you would have had to go to the phone as well as the door, this way I saved you precious seconds", Lynn didn't care if teasing the precious Bird Man was over the line. Never cared what was over the line.

She stepped in after his indicating, scanning the room just off habit and finding it mostly unchanged, raven in the corner included.

“I suppose you are here for the peahen.”

His voice didn't sound surprised or questioning on if he had that reason right. Lynn turned to him once more. "You got it, I mean, I know you probably get your fair share of people coming to peek and see if you really live as strange a life as some say--eating your birds for example being one rumor I heard--but I am here simply on zoo business".

Well ok, maybe that was lying. Lynn couldn't deny a bit of curiosity over Mr. Vassalos and his situation with all these birds, but that was not a primary reason to have got her all the way out here simply for a trespassing pushing spying.

Lynn strode farther into the house, "I assume by your words she's alright, hasn't died or anything". Lynn would be in so much trouble and never be trusted to make any decision ever again if harm did come to the peahen here, though she was sure it hadn't, she was just...teasing again.

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Re: Keeping Your Birds in a Row
« Reply #3 on: June 01, 2017, 02:30:16 PM »
The look in her face told all, and she always said what she felt. “But then you would have to go to the phone as well as the door, this way I saved you precious seconds.” She seemed highly pleased with herself. Perhaps she had a point, but it didn’t matter. The fact was, she was here now, and there was no use trying to win a winless argument. So, Archimedes shrugged. She stepped in, and looked around. The setting was the same as before, perhaps he should change the paint in the living room to spice things up a bit? He mentioned what she was there for, and she replied, “You got it, I mean, you probably get your fair share of people...” Not really. He didn’t really get many visitors, except when he threw a lawn party. Which had been canned because the weather reporter was a liar.

But none of that mattered. What mattered now was heading up the stairs to wing of the house where the hen was staying temporarily. If the girl from the zoo was curious about anything in his emporium, she didn’t show it. Probably better that way, Archimedes could be overly enthusiastic about his birds! There was no need to whoop a whole ton of useless knowledge on the girl. At the mention of the hen being alright, and not dead, Archimedes shrugged. “She’s alright, not dead or dying. She looks much happier and seems much healthier.” he to tried to assure. Of course, Lynn would have to see that for herself.

He stopped at the room and opened the door. The lights faded on, and he offered her the first step inside.
« Last Edit: June 01, 2017, 02:31:22 PM by Dénor »

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Re: Keeping Your Birds in a Row
« Reply #4 on: June 14, 2017, 01:50:30 PM »
The shrug was a small, small victory for Lynn. The Bird Man was giving it up, not pressing the point. Today that was good, and when her focus was supposed to be the zoo's peahen and ensuring she was still fine, not standing on the doorstep and answering back for any answering comments Mr. Vassalos had to her first comment. So, biting her tongue, Lynn kept her focus on that.

She didn't get much, to any, answer on her own answer to his guess of why she was here, but Lynn had always had a knack for reading body language and everything about Mr. Vassalos' own spoke of a determined focus as well and a sort of apathy to what the world in general thought of him. Maybe that was reading too far (and truthfully not all from Lynn's reading in this moment so much as prying when she'd looked up his info online), still if it was the case it was half admirable; the average person had an annoying need to be liked by the fellows human beings around them. Waste of energy really, and Lynn prided herself on not caring herself on that end.

She arguably went too far the other way and tried too hard to in fact annoy on purpose...which was a form of attention...

Of course had he started blabbing on his birds, Lynn might have read different from it, though hobby and passion did not equate to lack of independence. Her own inquiry into the peahen's status had been half a joke, but Mr. Vassalos answered that she was fine.

Good. Lynn didn't feel like looking for another job.

They entered the enclosure where she and the other were, and again even in just giving the peacock and hen a spot more seemed to have been given to...ambiance than the zoo did in a way. The way a bird enthusiast just would.

Waste...all of it, for a bird?, Lynn thought and scoffed in her head. Of course much of that could just be her taking fun from the world and childish teasing, even unspoken. She was accused of being little more than a child many days, but Lynn's amusement with and at the world was different than childlike wonder, it was almost all the bad side of it. Only the parts of same curiosity they shared with cats

Still, Lynn was pleased to see the peahen seemed to be doing well, since it secured her job she supposed. The young zoo employee stepped forward and knelt down by the cage, peering closer in at her charge. "Well hey there girl, has Mr. Vassalos been treating you fine? Good room service set up and roommate?", she gave a glance to the male in the enclosure. Again, her only concern with if the peahen laid later was whether Vassalos would feel entitled to some of the stock, though he'd seemed to assure not last time.

The hen seemed to pause as all animals did around Lynn, unsure, yet then seeming to recognize all she had done (maybe, probably giving too much credit to her and the whole thing) and wandered nearer. Lynn checked her over. "She does seem better!", she didn't care if she sounded like she'd expected different, the zoo-worker faced Archimedes once more, "I'll give you this, you do know birds"; but then Lynn had been able to tell as much from the prior meeting. Whole reason she left the hen to begin with.

"So, do you think she needs to stay a bit longer, or is she cleared to go now? And will we have any attachment issues if and when she does?", Lynn glanced to the peacock again.

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