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The North had finished looking after several chicks for the day and was lazily stretching his wings in the high beams of the ceiling when he couldn’t help but notice a pidge playing with little shiny objects. He didn’t want to yell down to him, he'd just got his charges to sleep and he knew how much of a pain getting them to settle could be, but North was terribly nosey.

He fluttered down a little clumsily and sauntered over with a grin
"Ooh interesting!"
He crooned, looking at the way they reflected the light slightly.
"Are these human things?" He inquired as the other pidge looked quite flustered about something, North was a bit oblivious to the birds worry, and he really could be like a big dumb rock sometimes.

"sparkly orbs, they are nice arnt they"
North kept looking at them glint,
"What colour's the one youre looking for?"

He turned to see the other pidges feathery rear in mid air as he was intently rummaging. North tottered to a cardboard box and with a couple of wing strokes flew up and landed in the box with a soft crunch of paper, he was carefully shuffling paper from side to side inside the box, 'why was paper so rustly and noisy?'

carefully peeling back paper, he was left looking at a glass covered rectangle showing and image of humans, this was no good, not useful for anything. All the things in the box felt to be the rectangles.

"Mabye it rolled somewhere?"
He saw how prone to wandering off the little balls were.
"I hope no-one pinched it, these are awfully pretty"
North knew others would treasure things so unusual and beautful. He shifted out of the box with a soft rustle and started to look amongst the boxes, in any cracks and nooks the ball could have rolled away. He scrabbled and fluffed as he shimmied between cardboard, he really needed to slim down a bit, he huffed as he breathed in.

"I tell you where I've seen orbs like those before though"
He remembered somthing he'd seen once before.
"You ever been to a witch ever for fortune-telling?"
North had been several times, he was a bit supersticious, and believed in what most pidge dissmissed as nonscence, it probably was really.
"Well.... I've heard some of them use those to peer into, I think they see shapes of your future in them"
He hadnt just 'heard' he'd seen it before first hand, but he didsnt want this pidge to think he was silly.

"Nah, prolly not, just thought it was funny thats all"
He snerked as he spoke
"Wondered if you might have been planning to become a witch!"
He giggled and snorted, bieng a witch was very much a girls-only job, the thought of a male witch had North in stitches. Well at least he amused himself.

Tobeko had noticed somthing, he became very agitated. Sure enough when North looked through the crack the little marble had dropped into it so far it could only drop through and down into the noise-room below.

"Eggh if we tap or budge it or anything it'll drop wont it?"
He looked through the gap and wondered, 'If it did drop though it was quite a drop, would the little ball smash?'
"If it does drop, how strong are those balls? Could it shatter?"

Run away train had been out on another busy day of trying to find anything useful to the flock. He did love exploring and finding discarded trinkets, and today wasn't a bad haul! In his claws, he had ha shiny swirly coil of metal. It wasn't long, but it was pretty ridged and springy. Though what Train hadn't thought of was how he was going to land with this shiny bit of treasure. Oh dear. He returned to the roost, and decided, he might as well just go for it! He lifted his legs, holding the spring out and flapping, he attempted to land on the spring.

Of course the bird had underestimated just how this would work out. Landing on the metal, it compressed, and then extended again under the bird's light weight, sending Train, and the spring, tumbling beak over tail along one of the rafters before he lay in a heap, half trapped in the spring. Oh dear, and he tumbled into the nursery! There were babies sleeping! Well, no one was awake just yet. Maybe he could roll and... Oh, there were a couple older of the flock! What were they looking at? Something interesting? Something Train had to see, of course. He began scooting closer, the metal clicking lightly against the wood as he flailed to get closer. "Psssst, hey, what's going on? Can I see too?"

Train blinked several times. "Pretty glass ball, right?" Not like there were many ugly ones. It was the shiny glittery things that caught everyone's fancy. With some more wiggling and flapping, Train managed to wiggle most of the way out of the spring without too much noise and came over to look at the poor trapped glass thingy, the spring still stuck to his leg. He tilted his head one way, then the other, looking at it. "What a dilemma." He said while thinking. He wasn't big on the inventing, that wasn't his job. He only brought useful things, they made things that were amazing. "I wonder if we can find something to make the crack bigger. If we make the crack bigger, can't we just pull it out? Someone had to have made something for making cracks bigger. Or maybe something sticky to just pull it out?"

((Aw poor tobe, is that why he has the stutter?))

North watched as the brightly coloured male struggled with the coil, he diddnt seem to mind it too much. It must happen to these scavenger types a lot, he mused.

"Sounds like a good idea"

He looked at the little orange blob, interested, human things were always very strange and exciting, especially thier food. North was quite a large bird, not comletely unfit, but pretty heavy-set, he liked to call it big-boned, and he would be the first to admit he was a great fan of food, of any kind.


"You want a wing getting that off? or can you manage?"

He said to the scavenger, with the coil in question around his leg.