Abigail Irene Garrett had come out to walk Mike when her maid had told her she wasn't coming out. She'd thought it a simple matter: Mike's restlessness or the incessant barking he'd insisted on all day
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"I'm going inside as soon as he does his business," she told him, her tone not nearly so cold. She was just a bit grumpy and Mike was doing that lovely thing where he wandered about for a while before actually getting things done.
He looked up to see if he could spot any harpies. "Funny that I didn't have no problems all day over at the lighthouse. Maybe they don't like lighthouses," he shrugged.
"More than likely, the low number of people in that area made hunting in that area pointless," she said with a sigh before walking a little closer to him.
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He'd found that a spare 2x4 worked wonders and Houston had his own weapons, aka teeth.
Spotting Abby Irene, he headed over. "Are we havin' fun yet?" he asked sarcastically.
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"I'm going inside as soon as he does his business," she told him, her tone not nearly so cold. She was just a bit grumpy and Mike was doing that lovely thing where he wandered about for a while before actually getting things done.
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He looked up to see if he could spot any harpies. "Funny that I didn't have no problems all day over at the lighthouse. Maybe they don't like lighthouses," he shrugged.
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"Good afternoon, Murdock. How was your day?"
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