a. Arrival [Of course, Yuuya had read in textbooks about the times before birdkind had dominated the globe. Before the Sumatran Influenza debacle there were just as many humans as birds, taking up far more. Still, reading about it was profoundly different than experiencing it.]
[And, despite knowing the anatomy of a human body fairly well (too intimately, one could say), that, too, was profoundly different from being in one. When he made his wish he accepted the idea that his life would be over. It was a fair trade. Still, the human body he'd been granted felt unnatural as he moved his limbs. When skin brushed against skin a brief shiver ran through his body. It would take some getting used to, preferably out of human sight while he worked out all the little kinks.]
[Waiting for the right time, however, didn't sit well for him. He pondered what he could do and quickly found a solution. So, if you come upon Yuuya, he'll be leisurely stretched out on a park bench. Surrounding him are a small flock of your usual pigeons, cooing and tapping their beaks against the ground.]
Not even a trace of it, huh. [Yuuya sighs to himself, looking over the mess on the ground. The scraps of paper, half torn to bits by pecking doves, appear to have very basic arithmetic drawn on them.] It's a little demeaning, but perhaps easier to try things like "sit" or "stay"...
b. A Successful Mission [It was a small Nightmare, a little insecurity, some petty thing like asking a boy to the dance. As the Nightmarescape dissipates, there is a sight only for magi eyes.]
[The hero's golden attire shines, almost gaudily. The chest piece resembles that of a knight's, but the rest is light and airy. One part is meant to be seen and the rest floats with him, translucent pieces shimming as if they had their own light. The whole thing would attract quite a lot of attention...]
[...if not for the fact it adorned a pigeon.]
[The magi swaggering out of the Nightmarescape is an abnormally-sized fantail pigeon, standing about four feet high. It's wearing glasses.]
Yuuya Sakazaki | Hatoful Boyfriend
[Of course, Yuuya had read in textbooks about the times before birdkind had dominated the globe. Before the Sumatran Influenza debacle there were just as many humans as birds, taking up far more. Still, reading about it was profoundly different than experiencing it.]
[And, despite knowing the anatomy of a human body fairly well (too intimately, one could say), that, too, was profoundly different from being in one. When he made his wish he accepted the idea that his life would be over. It was a fair trade. Still, the human body he'd been granted felt unnatural as he moved his limbs. When skin brushed against skin a brief shiver ran through his body. It would take some getting used to, preferably out of human sight while he worked out all the little kinks.]
[Waiting for the right time, however, didn't sit well for him. He pondered what he could do and quickly found a solution. So, if you come upon Yuuya, he'll be leisurely stretched out on a park bench. Surrounding him are a small flock of your usual pigeons, cooing and tapping their beaks against the ground.]
Not even a trace of it, huh. [Yuuya sighs to himself, looking over the mess on the ground. The scraps of paper, half torn to bits by pecking doves, appear to have very basic arithmetic drawn on them.] It's a little demeaning, but perhaps easier to try things like "sit" or "stay"...
b. A Successful Mission
[It was a small Nightmare, a little insecurity, some petty thing like asking a boy to the dance. As the Nightmarescape dissipates, there is a sight only for magi eyes.]
[The hero's golden attire shines, almost gaudily. The chest piece resembles that of a knight's, but the rest is light and airy. One part is meant to be seen and the rest floats with him, translucent pieces shimming as if they had their own light. The whole thing would attract quite a lot of attention...]
[...if not for the fact it adorned a pigeon.]
[The magi swaggering out of the Nightmarescape is an abnormally-sized fantail pigeon, standing about four feet high. It's wearing glasses.]