Me? I was done for eating some pick'n'mix.

[Pubs are one of the best places for annoying people, Nathan's found. Not to mention they have the added bonus of serving alcohol. Naturally, that's exactly where he is this fine visitor's day. ]

So, last time was pretty fun. Nice to see the deities haven't forgotten how much fun overcrowding can be. Hey, AIDs Girl. Whatever you're called. You get stuck back here? I'll buy you a drink. [He waves his pint glass at the screen enticingly, as if to prove it.] I think I found some sturdier cubicles than the last time.

[He starts in on his pint again, looking as though he's about to turn off the feed. But never let it be said that Nathan forgets his friends. He raises his eyebrows, putting his drink down abruptly.]

Oh, yeah! Barry. Alisha's here this time, so you should probably stop hanging around outside pubs seeing who you can take advantage of and go and find her. I bet she's been dying for whatever equivalent to a shag you two have going.

[ooc: Open to anything and everything! If you want action, Nathan can be anywhere in the City. Just make sure to note where in the tag. \o>]

[Nathan is standing with his arms outstretched, his right arm with five ravens perched on it, and four crows on his left. His left shoulder is occupied by a blue and gold macaw. Despite being covered in a fair amount of bird poo (his navy hoodie may not have been his best choice today), he looks pretty pleased.]

Hey, Captain Birdseye. Say cunt.

[The macaw, Captain Birdseye, just whistles at him, much to Nathan's disappointment.]

No, cunt. C'mon, man. Say it with me. Cunt!

[This time he gets a screech and a click. Which still doesn't impress him. He frowns, starting to get a bit irritated.]

Cunt.

[Click. Nathan glares at him, sulkily.] Fine. Don't say it. [Side eye, then he mutters under his breath.] Twat.

[Screeeeeeeeeeeech.] Wanker. [Click, click, click. And then he's cleaning his feathers.]

What the fuck?! Where'd you get wanker from? I gave up on teaching you that one ages ago.

[Birdseye ignores him in favour of cleaning. Nathan pouts, arms drooping a little.] How long is this going to last for? My arms hurt.

[If you want action, Nathan is around the city, charging at random people with his bird flock.]