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[crowsicle]

[There isn't even an answering machine message here, only some horrible recreation of the theme from that one SBaHJ video he did made completely of clips of different bird calls.]

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[earlybird]

[ His eyebrow raises; he's trying to maintain a straight face, but there's a bratty smirk twitching his lips upward. ]

I thought crows were smart?

[ Text it: Damian Wayne is absolutely, completely a bully. ]

[crowsicle]

Where I come from, mostly they're just uncontrollable dickbags and/or sword fodder.

[earlybird]

[ That actually drags a laugh from him, and there's definitely a delighted dickbags repeated under his breath. ]

[ Added to the lexicon of slang to be slung at Jason one day. ]

But really, you don't like it?

[ 'It' being the small murderbeast. ]

[crowsicle]

Sign. Let me put it for you this way. When I see a cat, half of my brain is like, "Meh, cats, probably has fleas, possibly fed by sister, whatever," and then the other half of my brain is a retarded screeching Looney Tunes caricature. Would you enjoy the hella intra-cranial feedback that gets you?

[earlybird]

I get it. I'll spare you from future photos. Promise.

[ He promises nothing about surprise visits if he ever finds out where Davesprite lives, however. ]

[crowsicle]

[Damian, you are MEAN.]

--It doesn't talk, does it? Your cat. That's a thing here. Talking animals.

[earlybird]

It is?

[ Talking animals. ]

Let me check.

[ He leans out of the video feed for a moment--

Can you talk? ...No? Don't meow at me. Use your words.

--before leaning back in, an obviously put-out look on his face. ]

No. I don't think so.

[crowsicle]

Okay, 'cause there's the talking ghost cat who got an upgrade to text from my bro, and there was the talking dog that fucking treed me, and I think the kraken talked back to my sisters back when they started hissing at it in tongues? And I don't even know what else.

[earlybird]

Talking ghost cat? Talking dog?

Wait - the Kraken talks, too??