The twins strode confidently into the armory, their steps unhurried as if they were walking into a park instead of one of the most secure locations on the ship. One of the white birds immediately floated down toward them, its beady, mechanical eyes scanning them.
After a few seconds, it drifted over to Lyra and landed on her head, perching comfortably like a smug little hat.
Nyra burst out laughing the moment she saw the bird. "Heh, looks like they know who the real criminal is here," she teased, pointing at the bird sitting on Lyra's silver hair.
Lyra rolled her eyes, her arms crossed as she huffed in annoyance. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," she said, shaking her finger in Nyra's face. "You've got it all wrong, my dearest sister. Clearly, the bird knows you're the criminal, and it's sitting on my head to keep an eye on you."
Since it had been really long since I have made the Twins have a lot of light screen, this new arc will be focused on them, rejoice those that like them!