gen voice testing

[redelivered]

      ➥ 1. CLICHE INTRODUCTION
[ A beautiful sunny day meant not only were the birds circling overhead with song, but that the good people of this world were out and about just the same. The markets were busy with merchants and shoppers alike! The streets are full of energetic children playing with a ball between their ankles. And the sky! From up above there's a girl flailing wildly while closing in on someone pretty quick? That seems just as normal as the rest, huh? ]

Watch out! [ C R A S H ] Uwohhhhhh I didn't mean-!! Oh no. [ Her head jerks back and forth as she tries to make sense of the situation. ] Oh no!

      ➥ 2. DELIVERY TIME
[ So maybe you're one of the lucky folks who didn't have to deal with a girl flying right into your face on random. Instead, there's a crowded street and this girl is actually gliding smoothly through the air until she lands right by the door. ]

Special delivery coming through! [ The red glider wings are retracted and folded neatly to tuck under her arm while the other holds out a satchel. ] You did order this, didn't you?

[ Her face scrunches up a bit. ] Pee-hew, it stinks! You sure this is what you wanted?

      ➥ 3. CAKE IN THE RAIN
[ Congratulations, there's now an eager new hire trying to entertain herself while she waits. Pacing back and forth, slipping her arms through her shawl, and humming out loud. Sometimes the strange mammal on her shoulder will even join in with a series of loud chirps. ]

Comments

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It's Grace!

[ The mammal sticks her nose up in the air to sniff before squeaking and crawling back down behind Amy's shawl. ]

Grace, that's rude. Didn't I raise you better?

[spirits_of_the_air]

...you got something to say, rat?

[Yes, she is glaring at the thing and talking to it.]

[redelivered]

Grace isn't a rat--those are gross and she's groomed well!

[ She'll be popping her head up over Amy's shoulders and scrunching her nose with another squeak. Apparently, she does have a lot to say! ]

Grace!

[spirits_of_the_air]

Come here and say that to my face and don't hide behind your owner!

[Way to be mature, Ihrie. You don't even know what the thing is saying.]

[redelivered]

[ Raising her tail and fur at the same time, Grace's downgraded from squeaks to hisses as they are a bit more intimidating. ]

Oh come on, it's hard to tell people you're well-behaved when you do this! [ Meanwhile, her owner tries her hand at damage control. ] If you stop now, I'll give you a treat later.

[spirits_of_the_air]

[Ihrie smirked a little.] I wonder how good you'd taste in Hachiken's stew. Some carrots, potatoes, spices...

[redelivered]

You can't cook Grace! [ Horror fills her face. ]

Please, she didn't mean any of it! Grace, c'mon and apologize already!

[ Grace promptly turns around and shakes her rear in the rudest possible manner a cute animal is capable of. ]

[spirits_of_the_air]

It's been a while since we had fresh meat.

Look, if you're planning on joining a crew and bringing a live animal onto the ship with you, you gotta realize its only being allowed as an emergency food ration.

[redelivered]

[ This is a horrible ship full of horrible people who will do horrible things to her pet. If they will hurt Grace, they just might cook her up next?! ]

There's not even enough meat on her bones to satisfy one person, much less an entire crew.

[spirits_of_the_air]

We can get enough nutrients from the stock made of its bones. Fitting end for such a nasty little critter.

[redelivered]

She's very clean, I said!

[ Settling back atop her shoulder as if she's been well-behaved this entire time, Grace watches the opposition with a keen eye. ]

I'm pretty sure she counts as an endangered, um, what did they call it?

[spirits_of_the_air]

No clue what you're talking about.

[redelivered]

You can't eat her because she's a rarity on this world. One of a kind!

[ If a rodent could look smug, Grace just might be trying to fill the look. ]

[spirits_of_the_air]

That just means her carcass would fetch a nice price, being such a rarity.

[redelivered]

[ Her will begins to waiver by this point. Maybe she's being serious about killing and selling Grace who is her only friend from home here. ]

Really..?

--But you can't!

I won't let you!

[spirits_of_the_air]

Buy me another drink and maybe I'll change my mind.

[redelivered]

You heard her, Grace! Let's spend everything we have for your safety!

[ She's bored already so she just slips back into the bag Amy has slung over her shoulder, poking her claws out with a doubloon. ]

Will this be enough?

[spirits_of_the_air]

Only if you're buying me swill. Try a little more.

[redelivered]

You heard her, Grace.

[ The easily bullied pair stand before her as the creature digs around and pulls out a couple more for her owner. ]

This?

[spirits_of_the_air]

[Ihrie tries not to choke on her drink.]

Y-yeah. Looks acceptable.

[redelivered]

[ Gathering the coins into the palm of her hand and holding it out. All of this just to secure Grace's life for a little while longer. ]

So she can join the crew too?

[spirits_of_the_air]

[Swiping those immediately.]

Yeah... Just keep her out of the food or I can't guarantee the captain won't rip its soul out.

[redelivered]

Grace is very proper and doesn't go where she's not allowed. [ Despite her rude display earlier. ]

Does she need a certificate or something to prove she's a member?