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bird idea

"The seminar's is in ten minutes, what the hell. Where is your report? Did you even write a report? Who is this?"
Your coworker, (f/n) looked at the tall male holding your hand from top to bottom.
He seem to be covered in a bathroom robe. Where are his shoes? Why is his toenails so long and sharp like talons?

And his face, he is considered beautiful by social standards, but falls into the uncanny valley. He looks human but something feels off to (f/n). Maybe its the shape of his eyes or the length of his hair. Or his towering height.
As a man himself, (f/n) feels quite intimidated at the 'person' that is literally twice his height.

"Please, I hope you do remember that this seminar is specifically for invited researchers in the avian division."
You grimaced.

"Oh this tall bastard is invited alright."
You patted his arm. The pecuiliar man pulled you closer to him.

Your coworker, rolled his eyes and shook his head in disapproval.

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Soft chattering could be heard throughout the massive room.
Ornithologists from all over the world were present, politely boasting about their findings.

You were the first to present what you have done, the work you did and the ideas you have.
You held his hand, dragging him to the center of the room.
There was pin drop silence for a short while, then the resumed muttering comments and rhetorical questions such as "who is this man?", "is he dressed like that?", "ah its that mad scientist, (l/n) again."

You cleared your throat, thanks to your microphone, it was amplified loud enough to capture everyone's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present you... a—a bird...man."
You had a pained expression on your face.
Looks of confusion was exchanged among the scientists.
You sighed and patted the male on the thigh.

He removed his robe to expose his bare body. The whole room gasped, you expected this reaction and you covered your face in shame.
The women in the room looked away in embarrassment, but the males widened their eyes and were focused on your companion's lower torso, in a state of disbelief that it could grow to such a size.

"No no! I know this is... a bit problematic, but he- Argh!"
whoosh!

All scientists in the seminar stared in awe, your companion was really flying! With feathered wings, each in the size of an average adult protruding from his trapezius.

You cough and hack, his dramatic flight dropped a few feathers and caused some dust particles to rise.
Its not every day you get to see a naked man flying with two wings in a professional setting. Hence the gasps and exclaimation.

"H-hey, hey, hey. Okay thats enough now."
You grabbed the robe and held it up high.
It swooped down to grab it with his talons and wore it mid-air.

You thought he was going to land, but no, he carried you bridal style and hovered mid air.
Now everyone was silent, the only thing that could be heard was the flapping of his gargantuan wings.

"Put me down, please."
You pointed to the ground.
He frowned and descends.
The creature gently set you down on your two feet.

"Alright. All of you, saw everything, yes?"
They were still in a state of frozen shock.
You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. The creature, took that as distress and embraced you.

A few more gasps could be heard from the crowd.
You gently pushed the giant away from you and held onto your microphone.
"A Greek philosopher, Diogenes once presented a plucked chicken to a conference of philosophers as a 'man'. This—"
You patted on the creature's arm.

"—is also a plucked chicken, but someone forgot to remove the feathers on it's wings. Over time, it probably underwent eons of evolution to become 'man'. With an advantage. The goddamn wings."
You picked up a feather from the ground. You had to grip it as you would hold a knife since the size and length was exceeding your arm.

"Look at the size of that."
The creature got startled by the camera flashes and tried to shield you (and himself) from it with his wings.

You pushed it away and walked further away from him.
"I'll tell you about its behavior later, lets talk about its place of origin, shall we?"

You paced around, looking at the robe beneath the creature.
You sigh, at least he is covering himself up with his wings.

"For us, Ornithologists, this form may seem... offensive. Please open your mind, this is for the name of science. There is nothing wrong to study its anatomy in detail, we are just dealing with another bird that happens to resemble our... ideal husbands."
Faint giggles erupted from the women among the crowds.
The men were not as amused at your crude joke.

"Anyways. I found it during my trip to the New Guinea forest, I travelled alone with bird-watching equipment."
You paused when you saw the robe on the ground being picked up again.
the creature retracted his wings and moved towards you.
He then sat on the ground, crossed legged, pulling you to sit on his lap. He was obviously stronger than you, so you had no choice.
Defeated, you sunk into his body and continued. His arms wrapped around your torso.

"Found it in a critical state, unconscious. It covered in infected lacerations, some were so gangrenous that it was infested by maggots—"
The creature, stroked your hair with his slender fingers. You cut and filed off his talon-like fingernails for safety purposes.

"—Thought it was a dead man until I felt a pulse. I had a bit of medical supplies with me, so I treated his wounds—"
You were interrupted by him nuzzling the top of your head.
You sigh.

"Any living specimen that is going to be presented in this seminar should be kept in a cage. Why is this... avian-human hybrid not contained?"
A balding researcher asked.

"I tried. From iron bars to bulletproof glass, it has a strength of a wrecking ball. Even tranquilizers did not have any effect on it. To keep costs low, it was these two options:"

"Either, put a bullet into its head, or let it freely move since it seems to be quite fond of me.... as it is currently displaying."
The creature held you tighter as it glares at the others present in the room.

"Moving on. As a human myself, I have a set of morals that I would prefer to follow. Hence I camped near its body and covered it with my blanket."
You rubbed your nose.

"The next morning, I found myself laying on its left wing, wrapped in the blanket that I originally placed on its body. 'Surprised' was an understatement to my feelings at the time."
You sunk deeper into his body. He smiled as he leaned forward as well.

"Getting him to understand social norms was easy. Couldn't say the same for getting him back to America. No passport, no identity card and can't speak any known language. I can't stamp him as an exotic animal either."

"But I managed. In a... slightly illegal way, which, I will not be disclosing at all, heh heh."
That was the saddest laugh you ever gave.
The creature rested its cheek on the top of your head.

"It can vocalize, like the American Bald Eagle and talks like a man. But in no known language. It tried to speak to me and a few occations... uh, politely attempted to mate with me. All of this—"
You gestured to the creature's shower of affection on you.

"—was developed over the course of six months. It would obediently stay in its designated containment cell only when I am present."