Delilah really needed a break. All this drama llama Compendium angst and Anser being more of an asshole than usual and stupid school and idiot people and that trainer who made her quads ache so bad - it all disappeared, when she took Wolf downstairs, and took him off his leash.
The dog, now the size of a little horse and probably twice as heavy, was content to bound around the expansive lobby, nails clicking in his rabid pursuit of a somewhat pathetic looking tennis ball. It wouldn't last much longer, but then, Delilah expected John to reemerge and put a stop to her indoor antics any second.
She froze when the door opened, arm half-cocked to fling the ball again. But - "Hey! Cassandra, right? I'm Delilah. Wolf's here too." She let the ball drop, but Wolf seemed uninterested, now, tail lifted and ears perked. "It's okay," she said to him, with an affectionate pat on the head. Then to Cassandra, "Can I tell him to go make friends?" Wolf remained standing at Delilah's side, her hand on his head. Beast of a dog or not, she had him well
Jordan is made of FAIL for taking so long on this pose.lepetitrougeMarch 3 2008, 18:22:35 UTC
"Play nice," Delilah said, gave Wolf one last pat on the head, and let him go. The dog bounded over to the pair near the door, ears still up and tail wagging a little bit now. Sniffing ensued.
"Kind of a prereq for the job, yeah?" she said, shoving her hands in her hoodie pockets and meandering over. "He's got to go with you everywhere, right? Uhhh I'm good thanks, standard teenage highschool bullshit and the Man trying to keep me down but whatev. I will survive. Cue song and dance. What's up with you?"
"Yeah," Delilah echoes, watching the two dogs. After the initial meet and greet, they seem to have contented themselves with the adorable play-fighting of giant dogs. "I can see his wanting to do his own thing being sort of a problem." There's the occasional sound of barks - friendly - and nails scrabbling on the lobby floor.
"When you think about it though it's so cool that people figured out how to train dogs like that, though, you know? Like - it's really smart. Not just for the trainer but for the dog. And those mountain rescue dogs too, if those are real. I'm pretty sure my only exposure to them has been through Looney Tunes so I'm not sure."
She stands still as she talks, though after a minute or so she begins absently rocking back on her heels. "Assistant? For the pharmacy, right? Competent people are either hiding or getting fewer so good luck, man."
"Including carry weird, possibly whiskey-containing mini kegs on collars on their necks - true story, I'll find a picture sometime so I know how to describe it better. And also probably Wiki what's in those barrels in the first place. But yes! Dogs: infinitely patient despite all our flaws. And willing to save Timmy no matter how many times he falls down the damn well. Gotta love them." Delilah's tone is, as always, a little flippant, but there's a genuine warmth in there as well. She keeps an eye on the dogs, and smiles a little.
"I don't know. It seems like a really zen way to go about your life. After working in Anser's office for so long I can see the appeal - but I'm sure it'd only be a matter of time before I went crazy there, just like I would anywhere else. Still I'm sure you'll find somebody, even if it's just for a little while. This is New York. You can't walk down the street without tripping over... well people. But anyway, if I think of any competent human beings, I'll be sure to send them your way."
Jordan pretty much fails at doing this things in a timely manner but has come to accept it.lepetitrougeMarch 15 2008, 04:51:58 UTC
"I think this ones are bigger. And rounder. And possibly shaggier. Though maybe sled dogs carry mini-kegs of booze too? If you're riding around in the middle of the great white north I can see how that'd be handy." Delilah fades out a little, there, as if distracted. But then, "No, definitely. And that wanted to interact with you. Cats have their own thing going
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The dog, now the size of a little horse and probably twice as heavy, was content to bound around the expansive lobby, nails clicking in his rabid pursuit of a somewhat pathetic looking tennis ball. It wouldn't last much longer, but then, Delilah expected John to reemerge and put a stop to her indoor antics any second.
She froze when the door opened, arm half-cocked to fling the ball again. But - "Hey! Cassandra, right? I'm Delilah. Wolf's here too." She let the ball drop, but Wolf seemed uninterested, now, tail lifted and ears perked. "It's okay," she said to him, with an affectionate pat on the head. Then to Cassandra, "Can I tell him to go make friends?" Wolf remained standing at Delilah's side, her hand on his head. Beast of a dog or not, she had him well
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"Kind of a prereq for the job, yeah?" she said, shoving her hands in her hoodie pockets and meandering over. "He's got to go with you everywhere, right? Uhhh I'm good thanks, standard teenage highschool bullshit and the Man trying to keep me down but whatev. I will survive. Cue song and dance. What's up with you?"
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"When you think about it though it's so cool that people figured out how to train dogs like that, though, you know? Like - it's really smart. Not just for the trainer but for the dog. And those mountain rescue dogs too, if those are real. I'm pretty sure my only exposure to them has been through Looney Tunes so I'm not sure."
She stands still as she talks, though after a minute or so she begins absently rocking back on her heels. "Assistant? For the pharmacy, right? Competent people are either hiding or getting fewer so good luck, man."
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"I don't know. It seems like a really zen way to go about your life. After working in Anser's office for so long I can see the appeal - but I'm sure it'd only be a matter of time before I went crazy there, just like I would anywhere else. Still I'm sure you'll find somebody, even if it's just for a little while. This is New York. You can't walk down the street without tripping over... well people. But anyway, if I think of any competent human beings, I'll be sure to send them your way."
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