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Jan. 18th, 2018 09:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
venerable_ibisA white-and-black bird strides in through the front door, followed immediately by a somewhat harried-looking gentleman in a crisp and spotless white linen kilt. He picks up the bird and looks around with mild surprise. Oh! Hm! This place! It's been...a thousand years or so. Hmm.
He adjusts his clothing to something a little more 2nd-or-3rd-millennium-CE, but decides to keep the human look for now. And, with a sigh, decides to keep the ibis tucked firmly under one arm, until he sets it on a bar stool and tells it to sit nicely while he orders a glass of wine.
He adjusts his clothing to something a little more 2nd-or-3rd-millennium-CE, but decides to keep the human look for now. And, with a sigh, decides to keep the ibis tucked firmly under one arm, until he sets it on a bar stool and tells it to sit nicely while he orders a glass of wine.
