Jul 28, 2004 18:50
*Enter a dog. Four paws, german-shepardish, collar. He looks around a bit, then coughs*
Excuse me? Anyone seen a girl? She's got mis-matched eyes, and usually butterflies. Or mice. Or something.
*He sounds a mite aggravated*
snow white,
desire,
methos,
del,
death,
matthew the raven
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*his ears go back and he looks at his paws like they hurt*
Your sister is a pain, you know. Did she at least leave a note? Ice cream? A cat?
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She left half a glass of mango juice and a half-eaten purple plastic flower.
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*he licks his chops*
Why do you go where people are dying? Its her job. I guess the guys there need more of her special touch?
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Hello. You remind me of a . . . friend of mine.
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I do? Was your friend also a Shepard? I'm Barnabas.
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*he ponders that for a while*
That's cool. A bowl of water would be nice. And if you could keep an eye open for Del, that'd be nice too. Being this short doesn't help.
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*he licks her face*
You ran off! Don't do that!
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*thumpthumpthump*
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