[The vessels of Golden Peacock's circulatory also had plenty of invaders. If the paparazzi are a natural part of it, blood cells meant to fill it, then Aak doesn't mind being a pathogen for a bit. He can't spot who they target is, he can't seen over the waves of people, he just knows they're in his way and annoying.]
[The sound of breaking glass hardly registers under the waves of camera flashes and exclaimed questions. He's targeting other senses. As the liquid hits the ground it produces a thick, foul-smelling gas that quickly spreads from its place of origin. It rides up on the warm air and into the waiting nostrils of the camerapeople. Slowly but surely the questions give way to coughing, or gagging, and they're left to consider if harassing the curled-up bird was worth staying in this unexquisite torture.]
[It is not. The crowd starts to scatter in every direction. The ones with stronger constitutions just act like they found something better to do elsewhere. The weaker ones are flat-out bolting away. When the hallways is left it's just the ball of feathers and Aak with a handkerchief held neatly over his own nose and mouth.]
Here, an extra. [he tosses a bright, patterned cloth at the wing. He's helping.]
ii.a.
[The sound of breaking glass hardly registers under the waves of camera flashes and exclaimed questions. He's targeting other senses. As the liquid hits the ground it produces a thick, foul-smelling gas that quickly spreads from its place of origin. It rides up on the warm air and into the waiting nostrils of the camerapeople. Slowly but surely the questions give way to coughing, or gagging, and they're left to consider if harassing the curled-up bird was worth staying in this unexquisite torture.]
[It is not. The crowd starts to scatter in every direction. The ones with stronger constitutions just act like they found something better to do elsewhere. The weaker ones are flat-out bolting away. When the hallways is left it's just the ball of feathers and Aak with a handkerchief held neatly over his own nose and mouth.]
Here, an extra. [he tosses a bright, patterned cloth at the wing. He's helping.]