[ WELL. Someone in this town has manners, thank fuckin' god, and the bird marches straight into the store like it belongs there, pausing in the doorway to look around.
Ah. There. She spots a counter that seems to have what she wants, and she talks off from standing, wings flapping, a couple feathers flying, the poor check out clerk screeching in terror as four pounds of feathers comes flying right at her face. The clerk ducks and Rhiannon doesn't manage to bank properly, instead flying right into the display case of cigarettes behind the counter, sending it crashing to the floor. Whoops? ]
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Ah. There. She spots a counter that seems to have what she wants, and she talks off from standing, wings flapping, a couple feathers flying, the poor check out clerk screeching in terror as four pounds of feathers comes flying right at her face. The clerk ducks and Rhiannon doesn't manage to bank properly, instead flying right into the display case of cigarettes behind the counter, sending it crashing to the floor. Whoops? ]