hungryanhorny | 11; checking up on you. (private messages for Zev and Buffy, and spam for the pub.)

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[Private to Zev]

You holding up alright?

[Private to Buffy] You need another spar, B?

[Spam for the pub]

[Faith's decided she needs a break from her cabin, and it's bouncing puppy; so she's got him leashed up behind the bar, while she works on drinks; ignore the occasional yips, would you? Puppies are hard to keep quiet.]

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[Arkady has to keep washing her hands. This is because unless they are swamped, she takes every opportunity to go ROLL ON THE FLOOR WITH THE PUPPY YAY.]

[Right now she's having what appears to be a weird little conversation with Ruby. Barks, yips, giggles and the occasional long staring session are involved.]

[Arkady is just sorta getting eye rolls at this point; and maybe a little smile. Particularly since Ruby keeps giving her glances. Doggy knows who her master is,]

Ruby says you're the best Mom ever and she has to pee and can she eat only those salmon treat thingies from now on? Those are good.

Mom, huh? [There's a little bit of... something in her face at that word; Faith doesn't think she can ever be a mom.] Better tell her it's kibbles for dinner.

We got a restroom in this place?

Edited Date: 2012-07-28 07:58 am (UTC)

Well, think on it. She was created, not born, and they imprint on the first being that takes care of them.

[Arkady stares at the dog for another moment, and Ruby whines and covers her head with her paws.]

You're adorable together. Yes. Next to the storeroom. I put some puppy pads in.

"Good to know..." Her voice is a little subdued - she's trying to tell herself that a dog's nothing next to a city, but...

"Still getting used to the whole thing, love? It'll be all right, and I'll help if I can."

"Yeah? 'Cause..." She trailed off, shaking a defensive retort. "Come on; let's get her on the pads."

"All right then." Any hint of hostility just rolls off Arkady. She knows Faith is a bit prickly and that's all right; some of her clanmates are more than a bit. She grabs the bathroom key from behind the counter.