You don't have to make a sound 'cause they got what you need

[itookashot]

WHO: Jesper Fahey and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for the rest of March!
WHERE: Cadens and Horizon!
WHEN: Throughout March

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[itookashot]

"What? Oh come on, I'd find a way to make it barely hurt!" Jesper's very creative, okay. He doesn't want to hurt birds but maybe he could just pin it down with something temporarily pointy. Either way, it'd be a lot easier than trying to trap it. If only they had a cat. No wait, a cat would eat it. Not more helpful.

He is unfortunately not quite as quiet so the pigeon does look their way. He immediately eeps and shuts up, freezing in place. A few tense moments later and the pigeon looks away, apparently convinced they aren't important enough to bother with. "Do you think you can actually catch a bird with your hands?" He whispers.

[shadowthief]

Inej practically holds her breath as the pigeon focuses on them. If it flies away, they're doomed. It'll get much farther, much faster than they can.

"I've never tried, but there's a first time for everything?" she glances at him, clearly unsure how well this will work, but definitely willing to give it a shot.

She takes a moment. Two. To take a deep, calming breath and center herself before she slinks across the roof. Slow. Careful. Movements sinuous and cat-like. The closer she gets, the slower she moves because birds are inherently skittish creatures. She's only a few yards away when the pigeon suddenly takes attention to something. No, no, no. she thinks despairingly. But a moment passes and it resumes preening itself.

She glances back at Jesper for a moment and shrugs. She's going to go for it, they can't catch the bird if they don't try. She edges closer and cups both hands close, wide enough to capture the bird once she's near enough. She has a plan in mind– get right up to him and quickly clamp her hands around the wings. Easy enough, hopefully.

Despite people's inability to sense her presence, apparently this does not extend to birds. Or perhaps it caught a glance of her hand at the edge of its vision as a warning. Regardless of the reason, the result is the same: Inej is just behind the bird, hands moving in to capture him, feathers grazing over her fingers, and then he flutters up and out of her reach (admittedly this is not hard, as she is not very tall).

"Oh, come back, here, you pigeon!" she mutters, staring up at the bird, squinting against the sun to watch it float effortlessly just above her. "I think it's taunting me," she says, looking back at Jesper. "Cheeky pigeon." She folds her arms across her chest.

[itookashot]

Jesper does manage to keep quiet when Inej gets closer, she is very quiet after all and if anyone could catch with her hands, it would be her. His cage is too loud to be able to just close it in around a pigeon, better if she can snag it and then throw it into the cage. He is waiting with it behind her, watchful. It shouldn't be that surprising that an animal is a little more sensitive to human movement than other humans, and the pigeon floats over Inej's head.

"It might be," Jesper laughs, now that the jig is up and the pigeon sees them. But it zips from her right past him, and flies down the other side of the roof. "Oh you think you're so clever!" And just like that, he runs right after it, definitely not bothering to be quiet now. In true Jesper fashion he is not really thinking through his choices, he's running after it, eyes on the prize, his instincts helping him to sail over one or two roofs successfully.

But he is no Inej, and he also hasn't learned that not everything here has easy rooftops the way Ketterdam does. He knows that, logically, but when he was moving, he didn't think about it. So he jumps from one and expects another to be at the leap, and instead there's nothing but air. For a few seconds Jesper seems to be in free range air and flails, crashing down toward the ground with a very inelegant and not at all badass squeak.

Luckily for him, he was only moderately high when it happened and he has the type of innate skill that has him rolling as soon as he hits the ground. Except his cage slams to the ground when he does and he rolls into it, banging his forehead against it.

There are people looking and Jesper lies on his back, glancing up toward where he just was, and Inej may still be. "Ow."

[shadowthief]

Inej's eyes widen a bit when Jesper takes off after the bird, more than a little shocked by the sudden movement. "Saints," she mutters under her breath and darts after him.

Jesper hasn't traversed rooftops in Cadens the way Inej has since she first set foot in the city after the Summit. He isn't used to the strange, differing architecture across every part of the city. "No, wait!" she tries to call out to make him stop short, but it's too late, he's already leaped toward the other roof, with not near enough momentum behind him to make it to the other side.

She cringes as he falls and scales quickly down the building to the streets, missing the more dramatic end of his fall with the cage. "Are you hurt? You didn't hit your head, did you?" she asks, kneeling down next to him, already checking him over for any immediate signs of injury.

[itookashot]

Jesper is pretty sure he hasn't broken anything, which is impressive all things considered, but he's also afraid of moving and proving otherwise. Except staying still, not his thing. He shifts and he definitely hurts all over, there's been some bruising, he was being an idiot. The knock to his head is likely the worst part which is good luck considering, also that he didn't jump down from the highest option out there.

"I did hit my head," he admits, rubbing at it. "On my cage." So it's kind of hilarious, in a painful sort of way. Jesper's dazed and he might have a little mark on his forehead, but nothing is unable to be healed. He glances over to her and furrows his eyebrows.

"Are we sure I can't shoot the pigeon?"

[shadowthief]

"You cannot shoot it," she insists, shaking her head and letting out a huff of a laugh. If he's okay enough to joke, he can't be too terribly injured.

She grabs his arm and helps him up to his feet. "Come on, let's go get you properly checked, just to be sure you didn't fracture something." Unfortunately, catching birds is apparently not their forte.

[itookashot]

Jesper groans and struggles to his feet. A little woozy, unsurprisingly, stumbling just a little, but he pats his hands over his body, as if making certain everything is where it's supposed to be. Nothing sticking out somewhere. He sighs and looks down at her, touching the scrape on his head.

"I guess I should leave the wraith-ing to the wraith." And neither the sharpshooter or the wraith were the pigeon-catching types.