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[donttasemebro]

[The camera pops on pointing up toward the illustrious view of a generic MAC apartment's ceiling and the by-now boring sight of a random animal leaning its muzzle into frame (in this case, some white wolfish-looking dog. Doggish-looking wolf?)]

[Although this particular post is spiced up a bit by the fact that the wolf-dog has a pair of chopsticks

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[littlebratziska]

... it could be worse.

[video/text - on purpose this time]

[donttasemebro]

[Taptaptap with the chopsticks, then a curious headtilt type look towards the camera.]

?

[video whoops forgot to mention]

[littlebratziska]

We had a polar bear and a lion in the living room, there is a hole in the ceiling, and a good deal of the furniture and floor is completely ruined.

[Franziska looks a little banged up herself, actually, and has some dried blood on her hands. Luckily Remus can be handy with the healing charms.]

[donttasemebro]

[Ker-snap goes one of the chopsticks in his jaws as he startles at the camera and starts barking in a high-pitched clearly worried tone. Then he apparently remembers that a) he can't talk and b) he still has two of those things left, and does some extremely quick and sloppy tacka-tacka on the keypad.]

qwait cominggbnow

[purmoncul]

Hey. Nice typing, man! Want me to come walk you back?

[video/text - two great tastes that taste great together]

[donttasemebro]

[About 10 or 15 minutes later, there's finally a reply! Que video of a wolfiedog panting through his teeth where the chopsticks are still clenched, with the open sky in the background and a sliver of skyscraper at the edge of the frame. Then he gets down to the work of actually typing, which is a little harder now that he seems to have splintered yet another of them.]

no im goodf

[He apparently forgets to turn off the video, though, because the next thing you know the camera viewpoint swings wildly as though on the end of a rope and then spends its time bouncing around between views of the city skyline, glimpses of a panting muzzle and of white legs powering along tar roofs, and occasional full-frame smooshes of Bruno's neck fur.]

[What clear views one can get makes it pretty obvious that Bruno's idea of getting to Moonybase in a hurry is leaping rooftop to rooftop across Harlem. Well, that answers the question of whether he still has his powers. This goes on for a good while before the video times out.]

[SPONTANEOUS ACTION THREADS ARE WHAT ALL THE COOL KIDS ARE DOING]

[donttasemebro]

[Aaaaaaand some undetermined amount of time later which is between 20 minutes and and hour and a half-ish, whatever is convenient in light of all other applicable threads, Bruno reaches the end of his heroic dash!]

[Moonybase: you now have a white wolf trotting up to your front door to nose at the doorbell. What do you do?]

[AND WHAT ARE WE IF NOT THE COOL KIDS?]

[littlebratziska]

[The house, which should smell extremely interesting, looks mostly normal from the outside.

It promptly stops being normal when Franziska, who made her way rather gingerly to the door across the ruined bloodflecked floor, opens it. She peers around for a second before looking down, then huffs something like a sigh of exasperation.]

[WHAT INDEED B|d ]

[donttasemebro]

[Oh my god it smells absolutely facsinating. Which is a little less entrancing right this moment than it would have been immediately after he'd changed, since he's had an entire trek across the City's worth of smells to get used to the sensation. But it would still be pretty distracting if not for the sobering hint of blood in the mix, even if he can tell it's all dried blood by now.]

[But when Franziska opens the door he instantly perks up and wags his tail a bit at the fact that she's clearly okay enough to walk and open things, and he 'woof's huskily at her. At the same time being hit by the fact that man, being shorter than her is weird.]

[littlebratziska]

I suppose, then, that you are Bruno.

[Which is still a ridiculous, foolish concept but the bear appears to be her little brother -- probably -- so who knows? Foolish city.]