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[donttasemebro]

WHO: Brunodog and EVERBODY (open)
WHERE: The roof and hallways of the MAC plus all over the north end of the City in general, including some parks. (Moonybase threading can happen in here too)
WHEN: Afternoon and evening/night of Thursday the 21st and most of the daylight hours of Friday the 22nd man I am being oddly accurate today :|a
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[littlebratziska]

[Now that Bruno is a dog, Franziska is determined to be a responsible pet owner and do all the things a dog owner should do.

Therefore, she purchased a small rubber bone that squeaks (which seemed appropriate) and a large collar in blue, complete with a little round dog tag (which seemed completely necessary). WHAT IS THIS ABOUT BRUNO NOT REALLY BEING A DOG, HM?]

[donttasemebro]

[Hey look Franziska! An unsuspecting Bruno poking his head out the door of the Moonybase garage to see what's in that shopping bag you've got! SUP.]

[littlebratziska]

Ah, there you are. Good. I have something for you, Bruno.

[She seems very prim and slightly superior about all of this, but then she often does that.]

[donttasemebro]

[Oh hey sweet is it food? Is it that meat everyone was talking about earlier? Because meat sounds pretty awesome right about now.]

[Well he can't smell any meat from that bag but he still walks up and plonks down in front of her with his tongue lolling out optimistically. NOPE STILL TOTALLY UNSUSPECTING.]

[littlebratziska]

[Franziska knelt neatly, then reached down into the bag and pulled out- well Bruno, not meat. She clipped the collar around his neck before he could figure out enough to say no to it, then examined the tag a little fondly.]

There.

[donttasemebro]

[By the time Bruno figures out what the heck she's just pulled out, Franziska already has her hands right up against his neck working the collar clip and by then jerking away is out of the question (he doesn't want to risk breaking her fingers or anything.) Still, he yelps indignantly and starts scritching at the collar with one paw as soon as she's pulled away, turning a clearly questioning look up at her.]

[littlebratziska]

For as long as you're a dog, Bruno, there are certain rules that must be followed. And, in any case, this could come in handy.

[Whereupon she pulls the bone out of the bag and sets it down in front of him.]

I also got dog biscuits, though I was not sure what to do about the rest of your diet.

[donttasemebro]

[Well... if the city has laws about all dogs having collars then he guesses it makes sense, and that seems like the kind of thing Franziska would think of in a situation like this. So he doesn't scratch at it enough to rip it, but he still bats at it a little bit every now and again. It's kind of weird and uncomfortable.]

[That weird rubber bone distracts him soon enough though. He looks down at it, sniffs it, then pokes it with his nose. It squeaks and he jerks back up. He's not entirely sure what it is, but he seems to remember Edgeworth's dog Pess playing around with something like this now and again so he guesses it's a toy.]

[He definitely knows what dog biscuits are, though, and his ears prick up instantly. He hasn't actually eaten since this morning before he got changed so anything edible is definitely Relevant To His Interests.]