6 - Drawing 71 [in person]

[6toleadus]

[Sorry Alessa, 6 has wandered off. He didn't mean to, honestly. He just doesn't really know exactly what he's doing or where he is. In most places that he's been, there are drawings sketched into the dirt or on walls. Drawings of things people have done and things they are going to do. The artist himself is wandering. He'll go back to where

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[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard was out of the house at last. He'd gotten lost in the junkyard, earlier, but he knew the tricks now, and he was wandering curiously through the nooks and crannies of the labyrinth when he caught a strange scent. Something oily and metallic, accompanied by the faint sounds of clicking moving parts. It had a real personality.

Hazard pokes his head around a corner, spying 6. He lets out a curious little sound.]

[6toleadus]

[If there's one thing that can snap him out of a vision at top speed, it's fear. And when you're as small as he is, any unknown being can be truly terrifying.]

[He pulls away from the wall quickly, long jagged lines of ink marring the still drying sketch there, and backs into a corner. What is this new thing? Is it friendly? Dangerous?]

[harry_b_dresden]

[What is it? Looks and moves like a food thing, but smells like cloth like metal, like a not food thing. Smells also human, like fear human.

Hazard crouches down as he comes around the corner to make himself seem a bit smaller, head tilted up so he could look at him with his big black eyes without his hair getting in the way. His tail wags slowly, curiosity surging through him. Maybe the thing would be his friend.]

[6toleadus]

... beast thing? N-not chase ... please.

[Even the smaller beast things, the ones called cats, liked to chase him. And he doesn't want that! He doesn't even know where he is, or how he got here.]

[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard really isn't much bigger than a cat, if at all. He's certainly shorter than one.]

[He cocks his head to the side, letting out a little whine. No need to be afraid, little not-food small human. He sticks out a small white paw, still curious, trying to touch it and see if it was alive.]

[6toleadus]

[It ... seems safe. Which isn't really what he's used to when it comes to beast things. He inches forward, still cautious, ink covered fingers tapping together nervously.]

[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard leans in to sniff curiously, wet little nose taking in all the bizarre scents of 6's assembly. He cocks his head again, as if to say "what are you?"]

[6toleadus]

[Ever cautions, ever careful, he reaches out and nudges the back of his hand against one soft, white paw. That's the best way he knows to touch anything, because it's one of the few ways he knows he can do so and not cause harm.]

[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard sniffs the proffered hand, careful not to be alarming to the little creature, quickly sliding his tongue in and out to get a little taste of the fabric. it definitely didn't taste alive, but there was a certain something about it that made it unmistakeably clear...

The little dog didn't know much about the world, but he knew his new master well. Master knew the stick-man and the bird-man and all the other strange things. He talked to them and they were friendly to Hazard.

He lay down, watching the little thing, tail wagging in a friendly way, trying to think of a way to bring it to master without hurting it. master would talk to it, and then it would be Hazard's friend.]

[6toleadus]

[Yaaay it really is a friendly beast! Strange ... but friendly. He laughs, the sound small and bright, and at last relaxes. Friendly beasts confuse him even more than humans do, but that's okay because they don't chase or hurt or break.]

[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard barks happily at the laugh, wagging his tail ecstatically. He rolls over onto his back, little legs up in the air, looking at 6 playfully.]

[Off in the distance, someone is calling a lost dog]

Hazard... Hazard, where'd you get off to?

[6toleadus]

[Ooh that's a funny thing to do. He wonders what it's like looking at things upside down like that. But before he tries to find out, he hears the new voice. Who is it? Are they a friend or not?]

[harry_b_dresden]

[Hazard stays upside down, but his tail wags in the dust frantically and he barks eagerly. Harry comes around the corner, smiling at the little pup]

There you are. I leave you alone for one second and you're already into...[He spots six.] Voodoo?

[He walks over and sits down, rubbing Hazard's belly with once hand while looking thoughtfully at six.]

Hey.

((on hiatus but tagging anyway, oh I'm so bad~ X3 ))

[6toleadus]

[Yipe! That's not a person he knows. He backs up a few steps, hangs wringing his key and optics wide. He sort of looks like a scared little mouse.]

H-hello.

<<.... >> I won't tell anyone if you don't....

[harry_b_dresden]

[Harry doesn't come any closer, nor does he seem all that surprised by the fact that 6 can talk. He lowers his voice a bit, to try not to seem like a big booming monster.]

Hi. I hope Hazard hasn't troubled you any, he just likes people, no matter what shape they are. I know he's just a little puppy to most of us, but someone of your size might see him as something pretty frightening.

[Hazard rolls away from the tummy rub and gets to his feet, running between 6 and Harry, tail wagging excitedly. I found master, yes, I found him, there he is, that makes me a good dog, a good good dog.]

So... You have a collar, I'm guessing you're not a part of this world then. What do I call you?

yaaaaay I'm back :3 and may I saw AWWWW so cute!

[6toleadus]

[Oooh ... they sound nice too! He grins and fidgets a little.]

Is friendly beast. Not like bad chasey ones.

[ ... collar? Ooh, yes. The metal thing that says where his new home is.]

Not from here, no. From broken world. Am 6.