Nov 11, 2011 01:46
!plot: deaging, christine morreaux: original character, *hel: norse mythology, fenrir: norse mythology
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In other words, he's been racing around the halls and yipping at people.
Hel's voice, however, makes him pause -- he knows that voice! That's his sister, that's pack!
There is now scratching at your door, accompanied by a puppy whine. ]
Heeeeeel. Let me iiiiiiiin.
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Oh hey, brother!]
Fenrir?
[She scrambles up, throwing the PORTAL to the side and runs to open the door.]
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[ Once the door is open, Fenrir bounds inside, tail wagging and body wriggling in full body excitement. ]
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Anyone! There are lots of people here. Wherever we are.
[She seems particularly unfazed about suddenly being in a strange city. Maybe it's the lack of grownups telling her what to do.]
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But why would they come to your room?
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I dunno. To play? I looked out the window and there are lots of kids everywhere. We should go outside and do stuff with them.
[Because lord knows they don't get any social interaction at home. :c]
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Literally. ]
Oh. That makes sense.
[ There's a pause as he scratches at an ear. ]
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[Here, let Hel scratch that ear for you. Brother y u so cute.]
Do you think this is another one of Daddy's jokes?
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[ Oooh, that feels good. Have a little tail wagging happily. ]
Could be! Maybe he wanted to give us play time.
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