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tengu are bad civilization

[So, hey, local hot nerd. Or maybe not so local hot nerd. Some time in the past, maybe, like a dumbass you decided to feed the local ravens. Since then, uh, well. The amount of ravens coming by has continued to increase exponentially. They follow you around town. Every raven for miles seems to recognize you. They keep leaving trinkets and gifts wherever you're staying.

And today, well. Today the entire local population is lined up as though waiting for someone, save for a smaller raven with some white feathers hopping around and trying to get your attention.

The fuck did you do, Itto Yasuhiro?]

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[Oh my god he pet birb now they are married forever.

She's hopped up enough to start preening him!

...hey, it's weird. Does that wand seem to be getting bigger? Closer to real size?]

[He laughs a little bit at that, but like, after a second of being amused at the novelty of a bird preening him and petting a wild animal and all that it dawns on him that the stick is normal sized now.]

What?

[It's getting to almost hanbo-sized...

...say, isn't this a fan, more than a wand, now that he looks at it? A feathered fan, made of raven feathers...]

[He's looking it over, then, studying this. I mean he's a folklorist so the idea of finding a fan like this is only mildly shocked as opposed totally freaked out, but he'll turn it over, look it over in deep consideration.]

How in the hell....

[It's a tengu fan, for certain. But they're so rarely given to mortals, only as a boon for great service, or...

....well, it's hard to find stories of any other use for them, but there are rumors.

Anyway this bird is like, aggressively preening him. This white raven...]

I... I shouldn't be walking around with this.

[He says to no one, or perhaps to the ravens, as if asking them to confirm for him. He's turned back around to head for his office and apartment, on the idea the smol raven will get tired of this after awhile.]

[Nope she's not letting go of him. The preening continues unabated.

The fan, well. It feels kind of comforting, doesn't it? There's a certain kind of magic to it, to a gift given from tengu...it's easily obvious to anyone with magical sense he is the intended owner of the thing.]

[I mean, he gets that, but it's still not something he wants to be outside with. He's considering it... and her, now, pointing the fan at his shoulder.]

Why have you given me this?

...Don't you humans give betrothal gifts?

[She sounds genuinely confused by his question.

Also WAIT WHAT.]

Wait, what? Betrothal?

[He's turning around now to look at her, holding the fan a bit tight in shock?]

Well, yes, of course.

[She flaps a bit, but she's hopping off his shoulder to head for the center of the room and--

hello hot bird chick!]

I'm afraid you have me at a bit of a disadvantage. Why are we to be married? Who are you, exactly?

[He will seriously be examining the fan and maybe pointing at her again with it.]

We haven't names, the way humans take them...but I am usually called Saori...Lady of the Mountain.

[She tilts her head a little.]

Have you not been caring for my people? Diligently and generously, even?

Your people? The crows? Well... yeah, someone's got to help them. There's a heatwave on, and all.

[He seems to be considering this.]

But, that doesn't mean you owe me your hand in marriage. It' the modern world. I wouldn't take something so important from you because of a debt of honor...

[Itto you're actually making more of a case for being her husband like that, not less.]

A debt of honor...? [She blinks, and laughs, shaking her head.]

I'm not paying a debt! Rather, instead, it is such kindness and even-handedness that brought me to this conclusion. Ravens are considered pests and ill-omens, even in a world like this, you know?

[He tilts his head some.]

I mean, sometimes they are, but they can't help it, they were born that way... They're not bad birds.

[He laughs a little helplessly.]

Saori... Do you even know who I am?

[And does it matter when he smiles like that?]

Itto Yasuhiro, folklorist and scholar...you are especially fascinated with unique local mythologies, it's why you bought an apartment here of all places, and why you've been trying to figure out how to fit all the local raven myths into your current paper, even though we both know it doesn't suit it at all.

Also, I'm not sure you own a pair of jeans that isn't as tight as humanly possible?

[Stalkerbirb knows what's up.]

And yet all I know about you is that your name is Saori... and you are surprisingly affectionate. You know, if this work is successful, I'll have to move back to the city, right? Would you want to still come with me?

[He'll put the fan on top of his desk, and then turn back to face her. He seems a bit thrown, but a folklorist would be all about this, wouldn't he?]

I never said which mountain I was lady of, Yasuhiro.

[:> :> :> :> :>]

So you came all the way out here for me, then?

[He shakes his head.]

And what you want is... to be my wife?

I would take you as lord husband, yes.

[This birb is ready to party.]

If you would prefer a courtship first, that is fine...I am unfamiliar with how humans do things, but it is certainly worth taking your feelings into consideration.

I'm not even really worried about me. You're... a divinity, if what you say is true. I'm just a scholar. I worry you will find me fascinating today and boring in a matter of weeks. I would save you the heartache, Saori.

[He smiles.]

I can tell you're the sort of woman I would say yes to, I just worry that you would not want this life.

Pff, I'm not a kitsune. I'm not so heartless or fickle...of the youkai, tengu are the ones closest to humans. It's said once we all were human, even someone like me.

Your kindness does you credit, but your anxieties are unfounded...though, there's no way but time to prove that to you.

...It is hard to deny you, when you look at me like that.

[He will hold his arms open to her.]

Come on, then. If you're going to be my wife I want to hold you, at least.

[Well, it takes her a second. Partially because she has to remember how hugs work, and partially because the geta she's wearing are absolutely fucking ridiculous. But hugs will happen!]

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