[Oh, that is a problem. It's bright enough that Fugo has a hard time seeing the details of Kaede's problem, but it doesn't take a genius to put together that she's having problems with pigeons. What is she doing up there? Is she holding something?]
Hold on, I'll be right back-- [Dropping his rag into the bucket of soap and water, Fugo hustles into the store he's helping to clean. It happens to be a bakery, which is probably why there are so many birds on the roof to begin with. A short while later, Fugo emerges with a bag of day-old crusts purchased from the store owner.] Hey! Down here, dumbasses!
[Fugo puts two fingers in his mouth and whistles sharply. The pigeons don't really understand him, but they're startled by the noise. And once they're in the air, they're quick to notice when he starts scattering the crusts on the side of the street.]
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Hold on, I'll be right back-- [Dropping his rag into the bucket of soap and water, Fugo hustles into the store he's helping to clean. It happens to be a bakery, which is probably why there are so many birds on the roof to begin with. A short while later, Fugo emerges with a bag of day-old crusts purchased from the store owner.] Hey! Down here, dumbasses!
[Fugo puts two fingers in his mouth and whistles sharply. The pigeons don't really understand him, but they're startled by the noise. And once they're in the air, they're quick to notice when he starts scattering the crusts on the side of the street.]