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[tribalwolven]

[Those around Mac Anu today are getting a surprise. Namely, a very high-pitched, distressed howl coming from somewhere in the city.

It's clear who the distressed animal is soon enough -- Gospel, soaking wet with soap all over him and wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, is streaking through the city on all fours, making all kinds of angry and

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[screw_the_oath]

[[This is instantly his favorite moment since he got to the World.]]

Scared of zhe wasser, now are ve?
[[Sorry Gospel, Medic is laughing at you. A lot.]]

[tribalwolven]

[That's okay. Because Gospel is taking that distraction to climb out and utterly SOAK Medic by shaking himself dry right next to the man.]

[screw_the_oath]

[[GAH. Why. Why was that needed. He just stares for a second before cleaning the water off his glasses.]]

[tribalwolven]

[And getting a fanged grin. Gospel, while now mildly poofy, is very much pleased with himself.]

[screw_the_oath]

[[Well you look like a feather duster. take THAT.]]

[tribalwolven]

[And you're soaking wet. Take THAT.

Gospel is also attempting to sneakily swipe your glasses.]

[screw_the_oath]

[[OH HELL NO HE AIN'T. Medic is going to smack you now. Bad dog.]]

[tribalwolven]

[Oh hell yes he is. And if he can get them, he's dashing off with them gleefully.]

[screw_the_oath]

[[AJKHSJDHASD HEY GET BACK HERE. Medic will be chasing after you and yelling at you now.]]

[tribalwolven]

[He's away on all fours, run fast, Medic!]

[screw_the_oath]

[[Good thing he's the second fastest out of his team. He's almost right behind you--might want to run a little faster now, Gospel!]]

[tribalwolven]

[What the -- FAST HUMAN, WHAT IS THIS. Speeding up!]