![]() ![]() ![]() Zephyr let out another ear shattering call and unfurled his mighty metallic wings, shaking them at first as if in preparation, and then with a whooshing downdraft, put them into action. He motioned towards the neighboring lights of Stellar Island and, almost as soon he did, he could see Bob in his lofty crow's nest making similar motions towards the giant parrot that shared his perch, high up in the rigging. Marty returned fire with a smile almost as wide, and for the first time that day, actually meant it. "Help enough for you?" The look on Marty's face fell somewhere between gratitude and awe, and was enough to widen Timbers' grin still further, having provided all the response he needed. ![]() Timbers brought Marty's attention back down to tiny pirate level with a theatrical clearing of his throat. "Magnificent," he murmured, now satisfied that it wasn't, in fact, about to kill them all. Zephyr shined impressively in the mid-morning sun, and Marty stared in awe at this complex array of glittering metal. I've introduced everyone except the ship's parrot, haven't I? Marty, this is Zephyr," he declared proudly. ![]() "Phew! Zeph's frisky today." He snapped his fingers and turned. ![]()
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