With an angry parrot pecking at his face, Jace finally woke up.  Not because of the trumpets, no, be he had managed to use his powers to deafen himself slightly, just enough to reduce the noise of the brass instruments that had woken him for the last three-and-a-half years, every single day.  He crawled out of bed, satisfied with the fact that he finally found a way to get more than a little sleep... Gallus, on the other hand, was the best alarm clock one could have.  In the form of an extremely clingy parrot.

	Jace disabled his ability and made his way to the dresser, and sighed.  "Hey Gallus, how's Artemis been doing?  You spend part of the afternoon hanging around her animals, anyway."

	The parrot, having an actual understanding of the English language, answered. "She's good, still sad about Fred, I think."

	"Fred?"

	"That runty pig, smallest one the place's seen in awhile."

	"Ah."  Jace finished buttoning up the front of his suit and straightened his tie as Gallus lighted down on his shoulder, and headed out towards the mall for breakfast.  He wasn't looking forward to his job in the infirmary, he had a feeling someone was gonna get injured that day, and he didn't want to perform any kind of surgery that day.  He could do it, he has before, he just felt inexperienced among the professionals.

	He bumped into the mall's front door soon, earning a sarcastic remark from Gallus, then proceeded in and got his breakfast of pancakes and various fruits.  He didn't hate eating meat, he just preferred to stay off of Artemis' hit list.  The surgeon sat down across from the fellow red-head, and started eating quietly, as Gallus jumped off his shoulder, then hopped over to her.

	"Hey Artemis."