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thesphererp2020-05-17 09:41 pm
gadaboutdetective) wrote in thesphererp2020-05-17 09:41 pm
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[Llewellyn opened the network feed with a small, concerned expression. He had been working around his office when something had interrupted his routine somewhere between snack time and his note-reviewing time.
The cause of this panic soon becomes more apparent as he tries to adjust his hold on something. A small dog was excitedly wriggling to get in his face, it’s snout just visible on the edge of the feed.]
No— no you need to calm down now that I’ve picked you up like you wanted. It would be entirely counter-productive of you to wiggle so much that I drop you.
[More fussing follows.]
Well—! Okay I’m putting you on the chair then until you settle. I’m sorry but— Mm... Nope. Don’t give me that look...
[Then he remembered the feed.]
Oh! Right. Hello, everyone. I’m uh— contacting you all just to check and see if anyone is missing a small dog? Very young— presumably a basset hound? I think...?
[A vague gesture in the air, entirely uncertain considering he’d never had a dog before. So he’s certainly not knowledgeable on the subject.]
I know this might seem like a silly question, given how animals have been appearing around here for a little while now... But I’m not about to assume that it doesn’t already have a home?
[Yes... Of course. A small fuzzy creature shows up in your personal office that only you have the keys for, but it can’t possibly be there for you. Sometimes good things do happen, Detective.
The sight of a small dog can be seen once more, this time asleep in one of the chairs. It’s absolutely a small basset-hound puppy. Clearly it had finally tired itself out after its fun harassing the clumsy man that had found it.
In the background, a little more quietly, one might hear “How are you sleeping like that? That can’t be comfortable.”
The feed returns to the detective a moment later, and yes he already looks entirely fond of the little dog. It’s so tiny and awkward!]
Mm... If it doesn’t already have a home, I suppose I might need to stop at the library to do a little research and stop at the market for uh— supplies?
[He squints for a moment, something coming to mind belatedly.]
Also, if anyone in Dorm Dome 2 has a dog allergy, let me know?
[ Yes, he’s taken it upon himself to learn as much as he could about allergies since meeting Eddie.]
The cause of this panic soon becomes more apparent as he tries to adjust his hold on something. A small dog was excitedly wriggling to get in his face, it’s snout just visible on the edge of the feed.]
No— no you need to calm down now that I’ve picked you up like you wanted. It would be entirely counter-productive of you to wiggle so much that I drop you.
[More fussing follows.]
Well—! Okay I’m putting you on the chair then until you settle. I’m sorry but— Mm... Nope. Don’t give me that look...
[Then he remembered the feed.]
Oh! Right. Hello, everyone. I’m uh— contacting you all just to check and see if anyone is missing a small dog? Very young— presumably a basset hound? I think...?
[A vague gesture in the air, entirely uncertain considering he’d never had a dog before. So he’s certainly not knowledgeable on the subject.]
I know this might seem like a silly question, given how animals have been appearing around here for a little while now... But I’m not about to assume that it doesn’t already have a home?
[Yes... Of course. A small fuzzy creature shows up in your personal office that only you have the keys for, but it can’t possibly be there for you. Sometimes good things do happen, Detective.
The sight of a small dog can be seen once more, this time asleep in one of the chairs. It’s absolutely a small basset-hound puppy. Clearly it had finally tired itself out after its fun harassing the clumsy man that had found it.
In the background, a little more quietly, one might hear “How are you sleeping like that? That can’t be comfortable.”
The feed returns to the detective a moment later, and yes he already looks entirely fond of the little dog. It’s so tiny and awkward!]
Mm... If it doesn’t already have a home, I suppose I might need to stop at the library to do a little research and stop at the market for uh— supplies?
[He squints for a moment, something coming to mind belatedly.]
Also, if anyone in Dorm Dome 2 has a dog allergy, let me know?
[ Yes, he’s taken it upon himself to learn as much as he could about allergies since meeting Eddie.]
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Maybe. But I think as long as he has his person he should be okay. And you’re his person. What are you going to call him?
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[There was a lot of pressure in giving something a good name, though he supposed he couldn’t do much worse than some of the names he’d heard over the years.
One of the last dogs to visit his station house had been named pistachio, and one of the last inspectors had a dog named Juliet, so... there didn’t seem to be any rules.]
Something simple for him to remember, perhaps? He’s mm... the colour of an under baked pretzel, I guess. Maybe Pretzel?
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Pretzel.
[Alex just laughs softly at that because she can’t not and considering she’s calling Simon’s cat Simon’s cat she really doesn’t have any sort of state to fall back on.]
You should give it a try. See if he likes it!