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[medicalstudent]

Lucy wanders on off down the beach, frisbee under her arm, and Chance on a leash. When she gets far enough away that she doesn't think there's much of a risk of Chance (now a very large, still very exuberant eight month old puppy) knocking someone down, she takes the leash off and lets the frisbee fly

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[unearthlygirl]

"A dog!" Susan exclaims, running over from where she'd been sunbathing a little ways up the beach.

She beams; animals are something she misses when she's on the TARDIS (well, not now, with Dickens) and Earth animals are some of her favourites. "Is he friendly?"

[medicalstudent]

Lucy grins. "Hi. He's very friendly."

As if to prove her point, Chance bounds over, dropping the frisbee, and starts sniffing around Susan. His tail's wagging so hard, his whole back end is wiggling with the excitement of meeting yet another new person.

[unearthlygirl]

Susan squats down to pet him, laughing as he greets her enthusiastically. "Hello," she says to them both. "I'm Susan."

[medicalstudent]

Lucy smiles. "I'm Lucy. And this is Chance."

Chance licks Susan's face happily.