[There's a bump as the comm opens transmission - it seems to have been knocked accidentally, as often happens on the boat. But there's no happy chatter or the playful doggie noises that usually issue from Thom's frequency. Instead there's a low, murderous growl ( Read more... )

[There's a high-pitched whimpering, the almost dual-toned pleading sound that only dogs seem capable of. Thom's voice becomes distinct from the whine]

Please - please - m- where's my Master, please, I - I want Misters Xana an' Tallsin - please lemme see 'em pleeease ---

[The begging dissolves into purely animal yelps of pain, undulating and ( Read more... )

Does anyone know f'coffee is bad for dogs?

... like chocolate?

I... I dun' feel so good.

[Thom coughs, and if you listen closely, you can hear him panting at an accelerated rate.]

Hurk -

[Transmission cuts off as Thom goes to throw up. ;A; ]

{OOC: Backdated to within a few hours of this}