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[ifightfor]

[HELLO NETWORK. Have a very large pair of BRIGHT RED EYES (with hexagonal pupils) staring right at you curiously. Snuffle. Snuff. The image slowly resolves to a rounded head streaked with circuit patterns everyone who hasn't fallen off might find familiar; a certain Program is now much bigger and a lot scalier

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[hopeless_hacker]

[Tiny Tosh is, for her part, running back through the forest with a canvas satchel full of bits and pieces that her tiny orphan hands have liberated - alright, stolen - from the local market. More generally, she ran away from a wicked stepmother a couple of years ago and isn't all that keen on going back yet. Rinzler is, in her ten-year-old opinion, a much better guardian.

She darts along a narrow rocky outcropping, half-laps the edge of the grotto and then drops down onto the soft grass next to Rinzler.]

I'm home!

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[ifightfor]

[!

Rinzler flops over on his belly at the appearance of his person, looking for all the world like an oversized kitten. He looks at the satchel then back up at her face, then down at the satchel again, tail threshing the grass behind him with excitement.

Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh what did you get???]

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[hopeless_hacker]

[She grins excitedly and upends the bag onto the grass: it's mostly boring people-food, bread and cheese and stuff. There's also a clock - she likes picking apart old devices and trying to invent new stuff, with varying success - and a new tunic that she swiped off someone's washing line. And chocolate omg.]

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[ifightfor]

[OHMYGOSH CHEESE AND CHOCOLATE. If he could ever get his paws on cheese and chocolate in big enough quantities that they'd be more than little tiny bites he'd totally eat until he passed out.

But these are people-sized portions so he just snuffles at them excitedly then OH GOSH TOSH YOU HAVE A TICKY THING IT'S A TICKY THING EEEEE. He wiggles at the sight of the sight of the clock and makes a tiny happy churring noise completely at odds with his size.

He loves ticky things.]

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[hopeless_hacker]

[Tiny Tosh loves ticky things too! Soulmates yaay.]

I thought I'd make something new! Something you could play with. What do you think?

[Question is accompanied by little piece of chocolate.]

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[ifightfor]

[CHOCOLATE. Tosh is rewarded with more of the completely ridiculous churring noise and the dragon nearly falling into her lap with happy. (Well. Falling over right next to her and putting his head in her lap, at least; he's a little lot big to be a lapdragon.)

The proposal of turning the ticky thing into a ticky thing he can PLAY with is met with an eager tailthump and a huge dragony grin. YES. ALL THE TOYS. You must make them.]