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POSTED ON Apr 5, 2022 3:52:44 GMT

Okay, this was a bit… excessive.

Whenever there were avian problems the go-to would always be him, Alexei, and most times it was just Flying-types making nests in all sorts of inappropriate locations.

Most times.

There were also times where injured avians would be brought in that needed healing, and he was fine with those.

But this?

This?

This was way too much!

“Okay, whose dumb idea was it to keep feeding the wild Wingull and Pelipper here?!” he grumbled as he found himself near the Lilycove Fish Market (he wrinkled his nose at the smell of all the fish) with his arms crossed over his chest, completely and totally unimpressed at what was going down.

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Chaos. A warzone of a sky. Cement scattered in birdshit, the scent warring with the prevalent odor of fish. Raucous cawing drowned out everything, from dockyard chatter to boathorns. The swarm of scavenging seabirds had driven away even the toughest and most determined of tourists.
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And, in their midst, like a lone sentinel with his arms crossed, blonde hair ruffled by wingbeats straying dangerously close--
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“Alex,” Memo said above the din, fighting down a snicker, “I know you’re Tippi Hedrin, but if I get shit on, I’m out.”
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He’d been in the area and more than happy to lend a hand for some errands. But this wasn’t just pest control-- this was an all out war.
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"So what do we do, O Bird Whisperer?"

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POSTED ON Apr 6, 2022 21:46:09 GMT

“This is why we come prepared.”

Without even a second thought, he reached for an umbrella and handed it to the other man to take.

“Because I know things are going to happen, and that bird poo is the fucking worst,” he added, still staring all around them at the loud, screaming disaster that were the wild Wingull and Pelipper basically causing a fucking racket around the place.

They were known to take snacks from children, for crying out loud!

“We fight fire, with fire…”

He then zipped up his jacket and threw up the hood, before gesturing at the other to open the umbrella and hold it ready because shit was about to go down.

Reaching into the depths of his jacket, he pulled out a particular chain, and revealed a whistle. It may look simple, however…

“Watch.”

And he blew a singular note, unheard to most people…

Before the rustling of wings coming from the opposite direction shattered the calm.

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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2022 0:02:22 GMT

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Honestly Memo wasn’t sure why he ever doubted. Without so much as a backwards glance, Alexei produced an umbrella, popping it open and swinging the handle at him like an expert gunman with a loaded weapon. Memo took it with a grateful nod and swung it over his head just in time for a big, wet splat to come crashing down on it.
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Ah, how romantic, he thought with a grin. “You the bird-shit boss, after all,” he said, winking.
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He couldn’t help but laugh at how seriously Alex was taking it all-- how seriously he took everything. It was incredibly endearing, whereas if anyone else had been called out here to get rid of a flock of angry birds they’d probably just zapped ‘em all and left them. Not Alexei.
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“Now what?” he asked, unable to decipher the distant wingbeats from those of the squawking, thrashing throng of gulls.

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“Listen,” was all he would say, holding up a finger to his lips before the skies above them—darkened.

Unlike the wild Wingull and Pelipper that were brazen enough to be taking food from tourists who would walk down the seaside and not give a shit at all, the incoming mass of Pelipper—led by Mike (the Second), were a singular, breathing, squawking, absolutely angry mass of birds gathering by the storm clouds.

“There was a reason why I gave you the umbrella, because shit’s going to unfold right—now!” he shouted, as the Drizzle ability from approximately half the Pelipper horde he’d summoned came crashing down on the location.

In a matter of a few seconds, the then-dry area was now pouring torrential buckets of rain, before Alexei blew another note on the whistle.

“Mike! Show ‘em who’s boss!” he shouted over the torrential downpour, and getting a loud SQUAWK!ing noise in response, he looked skyward as the ‘lead’ Pelipper led the charge against their more rambunctious, unruly heathen kind.

It was going to be a ~~massacre~~ face-off.

Force of nature against an equally powerful force of nature.

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All at once the skies above them opened up-- not with a flood of shit, but with rain; 10 Pelippers worth of rain. The force of it bent the sides of the umbrella in; it came down like a waterfall, and Memo squeezed his eyes shut against the deluge. It wasn’t just rain-- it was like a bucket the size of Lilycove tipped and doused them, all at once-- like an attraction at a waterpark times ten. The poor umbrella didn’t stand a chance as the tines snapped and the fabric closed around Memo like a hiding Cherrim.
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He had one brief, beautiful second’s view of Alexei’s face as the water cascaded around him, his vision went gray. The squawking multiplied tenfold as Alexei’s Pelipper dove in with fearless force.
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Memo could only imagine the sight of the battle raging around him as he struggled to free himself from his umbrella womb.

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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2022 11:37:19 GMT

The vendors at the Fish Market (at least, the ones that hadn’t bolted for cover yet) were definitely yelling now over the pouring rain, but Alexei stood his ground.

“If you don’t want to get caught in the crossfire,” he began as he pulled himself up to full height, “…then I suggest you all get the hell out of here, now, and wait until we’ve dealt with this!”

Up above, Mike (the Second) let out a loud battle ‘squawk’, rallying all the other Pelipper to his side before beginning to blast off the beginnings of a column of air—a Hurricane gale-force burst of wind!

“Mike! Don’t wreck the stalls!” he shouted, before the lead Pelipper purposefully aimed the Hurricane funnel at the other half of the loud, screaming horde that were now screeching discordantly—the Wingulls had taken cover, leaving the Pelipper (that weren’t his) all arguing and trying to scream over the howling wind.

He then heard the loud whistling far above; as some of the other Pelipper that were with Mike began to open fire with Air Slash attacks, never mind if the other avians were being buffeted by the pouring rain.

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POSTED ON Apr 9, 2022 18:42:33 GMT

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Memo was certain Alexei was doing something impressive but unfortunately he was currently clamped inside a broken umbrella. With a handful of muffled curses and enough blushing to burn his face he forced the umbrella open and off of himself, sending the fractured tines and sadly flapping fabric clattering to the ground. ‘
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Well and truly doused, now, he pulled his collar up around his face and covered his ears just as a blast of hurricane wind swept along the ground and pushed him forward. He ducked down into his coat and cursed again underneath the roaring of the wind.
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Alex was yelling orders at his team and commanding them like a fearless cavalry captain, but poor Memo was getting buffeted and tossed around like a plastic bag in a storm. It was all he could do to brace his legs and not go off his feet. Yet, somehow, it was all poetic justice; the idea that chaos followed Alexei around wherever he went was very fitting.
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Not all chaos is bad, Memo thought, as he watched the two groups of seabirds begin to do battle in the air above.

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 17:49:15 GMT

The loud squawking above was drowned out by the torrential downpour that the Pelippers were summoning the longer they lingered around the area—and in-between the loud screaming of the wild Pelipper horde, the civilized horde that was flying up above was screaming at the belligerents in their own twisted, demented way.

Alexei, on the other hand, turned to where Memo had almost been knocked over by the constant buffeting wind—and blindly reached out an arm for the other to hang onto, because this was going to go on for a while.

“Mike!” he shouted over the roar of the wind. “Don’t knock us over, just drive ‘em away!” he continued as he squinted up into the torrential downpour.

Man, this was fucking madness.

Who knew which of the wild Pelippers also had Drizzle, which was the perfect fuel for this fucking insanity—and was that another funnel of gale-force Hurricane wind coming their way?!

The leading Pelipper of the pack let out an almighty squawk, before summoning his own Hurricane to meet the incoming one and cancel the attack out.

This was… definitely going to result in a lot of collateral damage if they weren’t careful!

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 18:41:44 GMT

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Memo felt certain that if this continued on much longer a whole chunk of Lilycove would be washed into the sea. As it was, his kicks were doused in mud.
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The idea that Alexei had summoned his own tumultuous flock of seabirds to combat the already chaotic feral ones was making Guillermo giggle; it was hard not to get caught up in the disorder, what with the shrieking, squawking, flapping overstimulation weaving in the air above them, and the drizzle-- by now just a full-blown deluge-- pouring down. The wind was howling and Memo was even more convinced that Alexei was a true force of nature somehow contained in a simple, human body.
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He grasped Alexei’s offered arm with both hands, hunching down into the shadow of the taller man’s form to try and duck out of the wind. It wasn’t hard. He was already very short.
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Alexei yelled something to Mike, commander in chief of the Shitsquawk Brigade, and Memo had the feeling it had the opposite effect because the wind was getting worse, not better. He was buffeted straight into Alexei and ended up clinging to the man, cheek pressed into the wet of Alexei’s jacket, along his ribcage.
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“Sorry!” Memo shouted-- it came out quiet beneath the din-- but he was literally going to get swept away if he didn’t have something to hold on to.

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 19:15:17 GMT

The angry, angry wild Pelipper were throwing the brunt of their force into this microburst of a Hurricane to drive the rival flock of Pelipper back—

However Mike and the reverse-harem of Pelipper weren’t going to take this standing down!

Back on the ground, Alexei was thankful he was already used to dealing with gale-force winds like this, and so he was the surprisingly stable force amongst the chaotic forces of nature battling above them.

“Wha—whoa!” he shouted, almost very nearly losing Memo to the burst of air—and inadvertently catching the other within his hold and holding onto the other for dear life.

“Mike! Don’t let the Hurricane touch the water!” he continued, and he heard loud squawking from above him, as his own flock of Pelipper batted back the wild pack that were still very intent on asserting their own dominance.

Not today, ~~Satan~~ hell spawn!

“Just—just hold on, Memo!” he shouted over the din—the torrential downpour blotting out most everything and the loud Pelipper squawking lost to the whirling wind blowing all around them.

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 20:10:27 GMT

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Above them, the battle raged. The blue sky clouded, turned gray, then black. The rain began to pelt sideways, and rumbles of thunder echoed across the wide sea. Massive waves began to churn and lash at the Lilycove Shoreline. Memo wondered if maybe, just a little, things were getting a bit out of control.
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It was fine. He liked chaos.
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Even in the downpour, Alexei was a warm fixture beside him; Memo felt one arm come protectively around him and he honestly could have melted in that moment. Bracing against Alexei-- who, for the most part, seemed unfazed, somehow-- and looked upwards at the angry sky, just in time for a streak of lightning to lash across his vision.
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Dimly, from the back of his mind currently clouded with a contact-induced euphoria, Memo wondered if maybe he should help. He fought down into his pockets and produced a Pokeball, releasing Maelstrom into the mix.
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He pulled away from Alexei briefly, ducking towards his Shiftry.
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“Just help them aim the hurricane!” he yelled, pointing a finger towards the flock of wild seagulls.
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Maelstrom nodded, then jumped to the front of the pier. He seemed to take a deep breath, then began to intricately move his fans; like magic, the windstorm provided by Mike and the reverse-harem of gulls took shape. Doing what Memo said, Maelstrom simply took the power generated by Alexei’s flock, and aimed.
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The wind faded from around them, but became a physical shape in the air-- a beam of swirling wind shot straight for the mass of the wild gulls, catching them up in a crosswind, and sending them, squawking and flailing, further out to sea.

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 20:18:32 GMT

The wild flock of Pelipper were still adamant on asserting dominance—even Mike and his reverse-harem were having a hard time getting them under control.

And then, by some blessed providence, a Shiftry appeared and helped redirect the Hurricane, forcing the wild flock further out and away from Lilycove’s coastline—

Hopefully the threat would begone; for now.

And just like that, there were six Pelippers’ worth of Drizzle that was petering out—and realizing that they were definitely going to get sick the longer they stood under the downpour, he recalled majority of the Pelipper, leaving the three he knew that didn’t have Drizzle as their ability out to fly around the skies—from black, to a dark gray—and then to a lighter sort of gray as the rainfall finally bated.

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POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 21:37:29 GMT

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The storm tempered and the rain began to slack, returning once more to a gentle drizzle. Sunbeams forced apart the clouds and warm light descended upon a peaceful Lilycove.
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All the rain even managed to wash the shit away.
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Maelstrom stood at the edge of the pier in the sunlight, looking out thoughtfully over the sea; the waves began quiet.
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Memo was still holding on to Alexei, though his grip had relaxed into something less of a cling for survival, and more a gentle arm around the taller man’s waist. He didn’t exactly want to let go, even if they were both soaked to the bone, and had scream-sore throats in their near future.
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Alexei’s brief summation of the entire experience made Memo snicker, which devolved into full fledged giggles as he ducked his head and pressed his cheek against Alexei’s chest.
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“What the heck, man,” he said, trying really hard not to snort. “What the heck are our lives.”
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What a weird and wonderful world.

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POSTED ON Apr 17, 2022 0:04:57 GMT

“Honestly, that’s all I can sum that shit up in… you think the wild Pelippers are gonna come back, though?” he asked the other as he squinted out over the horizon.

At least now, the weather wasn’t as crazy as it was earlier. Thank hell, too, because any longer and they’d have gotten so sick they’d be out of commission for a good fucking while!

The three remaining Pelipper floated lazily above them, relishing the briny air—while the rest of the people who manned the still-standing stalls at the Lilycove Fish Market were slowly, but surely making their return.

“C’mon, let’s get outta here before we get sick because of being drenched under all that rain,” he suggested.

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