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[The first thing the video feed picks up is a ton of red feathers.]

Damn it! Get back here with that.

[There's some rustling before you see the face of a baby chocobo and Dave picking it up along with his communicator.]

Well, there you guys go. Dave fucking Strider got won out by this little feathery asshole. Said feathery asshole still doesn't have a name though, so this is where you guys come in.

Give me some good ol' name ideas and I might choose one to name him. As much as I love calling him feathery asshole, I don't think he really likes the name. And it would be fucking rude of me to keep calling him that. And it's kind of long anyways.

I had some names in mind, but calling him Bro would be really sappy and lame.

[He stops for a minute before talking as though he meant to say that.] Right. So give me your best shot. You'll probably see me around town with him by the way. [Dave ends the feed.]

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[The concept of personal space is pretty foreign to Signless, but at least he's not a creeper about it.]

[He plucks the chick out of Dave's hood and immediately starts cuddling him against his chest.]

Oh, he is precious, Dave! I can't believe you would want to call such a sweetheart Feathery Asshole!

[Cuddle cuddle wark!]

[The chocobo starts trying to climb up onto his shoulder, using whatever loose fabric to prop itself up.]

Considering that he bit my nose this morning while I was sleeping, yeah, I think I'm entitled to calling him a Feathery Asshole.

[He just closes the door and makes his way towards the kitchen. Apple juice. Sometimes he wish you could drown his sorrows away, but he isn't interested in that shit anyways.]

[Signless follows him, after getting the chocobo settled comfortably on his shoulder.]

So have you gotten yourself settled in well enough? I see you reunited with John.

[Dave is pouring a glass of juice and indicates where Signless wants one.]

Yeah. I'm doing fucking peachy. Aside from accidentally spilling all the shit meant to stay in my fucking head, I'm peaches and cream.

Still trying to decide how to get replace my turntables, but that gives me something to do.

[Signless nods; yes, he would like a glass of juice.]

Well, it seems that it's happening to everyone, so I wouldn't be too upset about it.

What are turntables? Have you looked in the Nostalgia Nook yet?

[Dave gets another glass to pour juice for the other.]

I'll keep that in mind when I continue to spew out shit I didn't want to say.

It would be easier to just show you then explain since I doubt that any of the sick terminology I would beat down on you would make sense. Not really. But I wonder about the quality of the stuff there sometimes.

Probably not. I'm not very familiar with modern technology or terminology, but I'd be interested in learning more. What do you use turntables for?

Making ill beats and music. Shit was tight.

[He holds the glass out to the other.] Didn't have much time to do it during the session, but I doubt I'll have a lot to do in this place.

You're a musician? I'd love to hear some of your music. I was never able to learn any instruments myself.

Yeah I guess. Ill beats. Sick rhymes. That type of shit. And the occasional instruments I won't talk about to anyone. [God damn it mouth.]

Would you mind playing something for me? I'd really like to hear it.

I wouldn't mind I guess, but I don't think I have any shit to play at the moment.

Gonna have to give me time to procure that shit before I can let out a sicknasty song that'll blow your shit away.

All right. Please let me know when you get all that together; I'm looking forward to hearing it!

[The chick on Signless' shoulder, who has been riding along docilely enough, suddenly peeps loudly and launches himself at Dave.]

Heh... I think he wants to hear some ... beats?... too.

[He brightens up.]

How about that for a name? Beats?

[He makes a slightly undignified noise before catching the chocobo before it could do anything. Like maul his face off. Or worst. Hit the floor. He is not going to have his pet turn into chocobo pancakes.]

Huh. That doesn't seem to bad. [Why is naming this thing so difficult.]

I'm pretty sure he wants to maul my face then steal my sunglasses. It's his master plan as of late.

[Signless sees the way you act around that chick, Dave, and you're not fooling him. He knows you're completely smitten with the little bird.]

He probably just wants something to play with. Do you have an old pair of glasses you could give him to chew on? Maybe then he'd stop going for yours.

[It is his pet. Don't judge him just because he's attached.]

I've tried letting him play with other shit. He just really likes stealing my shades. It's like it's his job every morning to fucking have them and me trying to get it back.

Little dude needs to realize that he has to earn them first. [In the meantime, it seems to be biting at his fingers again.]

[It's because the chick looooooves you, Dave.]

What about Shades? Maybe you could name him that.

[Signless is not good at this names thing.]

I'm sorely tempted to just call him Feathery Asshole Strider. Except he'll get the last name Strider regardless. Need to make him official family. Since it's all I got apparently. [Scowling again.]

You could call him F.A. for short.

[Signless reaches out, trying to distract the chick from Dave's fingers with his own. He's concentrating solely on the bird when he speaks again, almost as if he's talking to the chocobo.]

I know, little one. You're not with the family you were born with any longer, are you? But you've made a new one, haven't you? Dave is your family now, and I'm sure you'll make other friends that will be part of your family too.

[He looks up at Dave then, staring straight into his shades with his red, red eyes.]

I'd be part of your family, if you'd let me.

Tempted. But weren't you the one who told me I shouldn't even be calling him Feathery Asshole?

[Dave's chocobo start biting at Signless' fingers. Nomnomnom.]

Woah, what? [Shifting awkwardly now. Could you not stare at him so intently like that? It makes him feel like you can see passed the tinted glasses. And he rather not lose his shit like that.]

[Signless looks at Dave for a second more, then drops his gaze back to the chick.]

Hmmm? I was talking to F.A.

[Said chick pecks the tip of his nose curiously. Dave just raises his eyebrow.]

And we can be the hugest fucking human troll pet family everyone has ever seen.

If you'd like that. I'd like that.

I don't care I guess. If everyone wants to be a fucking family, then go all out. No one is stopping anyone. [Gonna just drink his apple juice moodily.]

Okay. That sounds like a good idea to me.

[Dave: Gain One Troll Dad!]

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