[ From the looks of things, Rebecca's PORTAL has been abandoned on her desk chair. The angle is awkward, but Rebecca can be seen sitting nearby, stroking her Newfoundland behind his ears. Apparently they're having a bit of a heart-to-heart. ]Hope ran out of time. He didn't say anything; I only found out because he ran into me when he was trying to
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[Which translates roughly to 'hey, cheer up' in annoying boy speak.]
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[He estimates with his hands.]
Five times bigger than my fox. He wouldn't even be allowed in our apartment building, back home.
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You have a fox?
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[He smiles lazily, he really prefers it when other people are in a good mood, might be a reaction to the fact that nasty ones make his head ring, but whatever.]
Kinda. He's been around since me and my sister were born, but my moms kind of domesticated him.
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[ Scratches Ollie behind the ears. ]
Huh. That's pretty cool.
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[Then again, Foxy also wasn't really a fox.]
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[He shrugs amiably, agreeing in his own roundabout way.]
That's about all I judge by.
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What kind of birds?
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He's kind of a weirdo, my brother that is. He's got a really fussy old chicken named Clover and a coua.
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Any other animals?
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And none of the others have pets, it's... uh, not real convenient to their lifestyles.
['Lifestyles' being a euphemism for systematically murdered by fascists.]
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Aww, that's too bad. [ If only she knew. ]
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