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[Kari Muffin]

Myron shifted on his feet. How exactly could he explain what had happened when he really didn't know himself. It had happened all so fast and... everything was bad. He whimpered rather pathetically as he looked at the mouse hybrid.

"Ah... ah well... I d-don't really know. I mean after your Uncle drank that solution that your sister accidentally mixed yesterday... " He frowned. "And then everything just happened. I tried to help him but I made things worse. And you... chemicals spilled all over you. And now you're... weird."

For lack of a better word.

Radz remained silent for a little while as he tried to process the vauge information. Perhaps Eurwen could explain things better than.... the ghost that haunted him and was now in his uncles body. How hard had he actually hit his head. "Where's Eurwen....? And are you really Myron?" Maybe he just had a concussion and was hallucinating all of this.

He really hoped he was hallucinating. The mouse carefully stood up, his balance was completely off. His ears pulled backwards in frustration.

[Kari Muffin]

Myron didn't have time to answer the questions. Either way he could only answer one of them.

The door burst open with a seemingly amazing violent force. A sparrow in a bright pick corset stumbled into the room. Looking around he was quick to see the monstrosity that was Myron, and very little of the monstrosity that was his nephew. One of them was enough to send his wings flaring with his feathers standing on end.

What the hell was that? Was that Malch? What the hell had happened here? Eurwen hadn't been able to tell him anything coherent, and she had opted to stay at the apartment with Qwin, Mille and Zane. So he was left to tend to this mess all on his own.

"Malchiah?" He questioned as he shut the door behind him, still puffed up and terrified. His voice reflected his terror, "What happened?"

[Kari Muffin]

The feathers on Myron's back stood up slightly when he heard the pink corseted sparrow. How was he going to explain himself when he had no idea what had actually happened himself. The look of terror on his face was easy to read as he backed up a bit.

Was there some place for him to hide so he didn't have to deal with this and it was up to the mouse hybrid to explain everything?

Radz rubbed his head with a wing as he tried to gather his thoughts. The sound of Ez bursting in made him jump, his head swiveling towards the noise out of reflex. His ears panned forward when he heard the sparrow talk.

Crap. This was just getting better and better.

"Hi... Uncle Ezekiel," he said after a moment. "We have a really big problem that you're not going to like so... can you come over here and help me out of the broken glass?"

[Kari Muffin]

Ezekiel was more than a little flustered just seeing his brother... looking like hell. Eurwen had only babbled incoherent nonsense when she arrived. She had manage to say a few coherent lines to say that her brother was in trouble.

And it was clear that he was. The sparrow's feathers remained puffed up as he made his way to the mouse hybrid's side. On his way over he grabbed a broom so he could brush away the glass that the mouse was practically sitting in. He had always found the child slightly unnerving with his empty eye sockets. Now he was something... else. And what was his brother doing shrinking into a corner?

He brushed the glass aside and helped the mouse out of the mess he was in. Suits, he really was a Corvie to have all of this strange crap.

Myron was a little terrified. He didn't know what to do about the sparrow in the bright pink corset. He had watched the family from Radz's side, but he didn't know how to interact with anyone. He was just an Ace... er well he wasn't now?

It was a confusing ordeal.

[Kari Muffin]

It took a good deal of time to get everything back in order. And really nothing seemed to be falling into place. The family was stuck with the complicated matter of the Bird-Taur named Myron who had the mind of a six year old. A smart six year old--but still a six year old. And there seemed to be the complicated matter of any card under the rank of eight seemed to be naturally repelled by his weird.

It was a painful balancing act. He stayed at the apartment while Eurwen was in the lab. Zane wanted nothing to do with the mess, as the head of the family he had far more to worry about. Ez was busy with courtly matters and a rather surprising pregnancy.

Neither children wanted to tell their mother what was going on so they avoided that at all costs.

Radz found himself with his head resting on his desk. Myron had been trying to "help" him, but that required him to read things. And having the ability to read at a six year old's level wasn't all that helpful when he wasn't a Corvie.

"Radzimierz?" came the tentative voice. It had changed. His Uncle had sounded more like a man, that was for certian.

[Kari Muffin]

Myron was a handful. He knew that. It was painfully obvious from the way Eurwen reacted to him. And the rest of the family wanted nothing to do with him.

He was trying really hard though. And that had to count for something. Theofilus would have been proud of him, he was sure.

He had been struggling to help the mouse. Trying to learn all the chemical symbols and what they meant was fairly difficult when he had only barely mastered the alphabet from what he remembered. That was the painful part as well. He was a six year old with a memory that was missing bits. Not to mention he had been an Ace. The idea of now suddenly having magic was a difficult one.

Radz requested a short break, so he decided to go outside and enjoy the air. Even though he had to deal with the constant water and mist hovering around him. He was surpised to be greated by the sparrow in the bright pink corset.

"Could you give this to Radz for me?" He handed the package to the tauric bird who accepted it with a curious expression.

"Okay!" he said brightly. They had a brief chat before Myron went back inside to give the mouse his gift. "Radzimierz?"

[Kari Muffin]

"What is it?" The mouse said as he didn't bother to turn his head in the direction of the bird. A small part of him wanted to scream over the cheerfulness Myron seemed to ooze.

"Ez brought you a gift! He said it was a gift from someone but it's not really his thing. He thought that you would look pretty in it!" The sparrow set the gift on the table next to the mouse hybrid.

The mouse paused for a moment. He wasn't one for clothing, and he knew Ez had a "spectacular" sense of fashion according to his sister. Should he actually accept it?

He didn't have anything better to do.

"Can you open it for me? And help me put whatever it is on?"

The sparrow cheerfully agreed and quickly unwrapped the package. The crinkling of the paper made the mouse hybrid's ears twitch. The sparrow made an awed sound as he looked at the contents. "They're boots I think!" he explained. They actually seemed to be made out of an animal, and the concern seeped into his voice when he explained to the mouse hybrid.

His family didn't believe in using Aces for fashion, so this seemed a bit odd. "All right... well help me put them on would you?"

[Kari Muffin]

Myron agreed to put the boots on the mouse. It took a few moments of the two fussing to slip them on the mouse properly. Once they were all tied the bird took a step back.

Radz could feel the boots conforming to his feet in a strange manner. He didn't have time to dwell on the sensation as his empty eye sockets started to burn.

He squeezed his eyelids shut, his wings brushing the bridge of his nose as he tried to focus on something other than the burning. What the hell? This had never actually happened before.

He took a sharp inhale of breath as the sparrow brushed up against him. He brought his wings up to brush away Myron's hand his eyelids snapping open.

He screamed and fell backwards off of his chair. It didn't make sense. Everything was dark one minute, and everything was.... he could see?

Myron jumped back at the scream. His feathers fluffing up as he tried not to bump into the table. "Are you all right?" He asked, completely and utterly panicked.

[Kari Muffin]

The mouse hybrid had covered his eyes with his wings. Eyes. He had eyes. The very fact was enough to send a shiver up his spine as he peered between his feathers at the worried voice.

He was mildly terrified by what the voice was connected to. It took a few moments for his brain to engage. Myron. That explained why Eurwen had run from him, not to mention the weird things that were...floating around his head?

He slowly pulled his wings back, squinting at the bird....thing. "I guess so." It had burned like no one's business but apparently it came with a benefit? The mouse glanced around the room.

Huh. So this is what things looked like? It was pretty exciting. Of course this meant that he had a lot to learn now that he could see. Like reading, flying and a long list of other things he would now be capable completing without the constant assistance of someone.

He wiggled his toes in the boots. Suits, that felt strange.

Bird-Leather Boots: How um...interesting?
Ace boots, Highland too, by the looks of them. I'd call them fanciful if they weren't so blatantly macabre.
They look as though they were neatly sliced off of the original owner at the knee and made into quite lovely lace-up boots.
The claws are still intact and the new owner will find that the boots conform to their feet perfectly, giving people the impression, unless they look for the laces, that the boots are their feet.
These boots are far more magical than many would guess at first touching them however, more powerful than Ace-wear should be, come to think of it.
When placed on, they will cause the owner to move with excessive grace befitting a gentleman or lady of high stature, the feet always placed perfectly and the body following it along (the owner gets used to it after a few days and really does look the part).
The talons have also morphed to take on more of a "hand" structure and can be used perfectly as such. once a day, they are able to pull a small knife, the size of a Human palm, from nowhere.
The owner can run in these boots at speeds of up to 35mph for up to half an hour without stopping, though they will be quite tired afterward and their feet exceptionally sore.
Upon placing these boots on, the new owner will feel an incredibly odd burning sensation as their eyes are forcibly replaced with the eyes of the old owner.
These eyes will function as normal eyes would...with exception to the fact that, every five hours, they will see a flashback from the previous owner's life. This flashback will last for about 30 seconds, be highly disorienting, and disturbing.
The eyes are highly susceptible to magic and could be severely damaged by most spells aimed at them, though the speed of the boots should help that danger be laid to rest.
The eyes are also capable of seeing as far away as a mile (with no obstructions) once per day.

[Kari Muffin]

Myron watched Radz with a confused expression. What had the boots done to him? They were boots, they weren't supposed to be able to do scary things to people right? Shoes were supposed to be shoes!

He let out a worried sound as he hovered over the mouse hybrid. When he peered through feathery wings. The sparrow let out a rather surprised chirp. The boy suddenly had eyes! Bright blue ones at that. He took a step back when Radz finally sat up.

He guessed so? Myron frowned. That didn't sound filled with confidence either. "You have eyes now." He said as he edged a bit closer to curiously peer at the mouse. It at least made him a bit less scary. There was something a bit more inviting about him now.

Only a bit.

"Um.... the boots kind of look like they are your feet," he tilted his head curiously. Wow, Shoes could be magical.