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Escape 048

Jan 01, 2011 14:56

( Chalked on the Wall of Rudy Miller's Bedroom | Off-Network )

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[ action ] shifts January 1 2011, 21:34:46 UTC

[ While Eames may be reduced to crutches due to the whole unfortunate unicorn incident, that doesn't mean he's going to coup himself up in the flat. So, Eames is lounging back on a bench in Xanadu, people watching. ]

[ action ] prefers_chess January 1 2011, 21:58:39 UTC

[At first glance, there is nothing particularly unusual about a boy walking his dog through the park; Rudy is dressed in his usual nondescript fashion of jeans, T-shirt, and jacket, and the dog is reasonably well-behaved (albeit quite enthusiastic). They walk along at a moderate pace, Rudy surveying the area, and eventually pause at an open, mostly untouched clearing with plenty of room for a dog to run around. Paying seemingly no attention to his surroundings, or the fact that he might have an audience, Rudy unclips the dog's leash and removes a much-loved rubber ball from his coat pocket--

--and fires it like a Major League pitcher hurling a fastball across the field, prompting the dog to take off running after it.]

[ action ] shifts January 2 2011, 05:48:41 UTC

[ Oh. Well. Eames wasn't exactly expecting that, and his eyebrows raise as he watches the arc of the ball, sparing a brief glance at the dog before refocusing his attention on the boy. Sup, Rudy, you now have a forty-year-old-something man staring at you. The lot of it almost reminds him of Lightning, distantly. But, really. Who knows. Maybe the kid is just really good at baseball. ]

[ action ] prefers_chess January 2 2011, 05:58:20 UTC

[He is, in fact, really good at baseball; of course, he's also really good at pretty much everything else, but baseball is definitely one of them. However, he is also really good at being observant of his surroundings, and a man with crutches is not exactly inconspicuous anyway, even without the staring. However, he figures that a man with crutches is also not particularly threatening to his continued safety and health, so he waits patiently for his dog to return his ball, and then throws it again.]

Voice; lionesscouchant January 2 2011, 00:58:40 UTC

How is his Imperial Majesty?

Voice; prefers_chess January 2 2011, 01:03:57 UTC

Content, when not engaging in habits unbefitting a sovereign of his lofty station.

Voice; lionesscouchant January 2 2011, 01:04:45 UTC

Even Emperors have off days.

Voice; prefers_chess January 2 2011, 01:05:54 UTC

He is developing a penchant for stealing food off the table.

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up and down the puppy's tail fleas and ticks jump everywhere adamantined January 2 2011, 04:19:21 UTC

[Without having bothered to check the Network before stepping outside, Claire appears in Xanadu a little while after Rudy has already set up camp. Bundled up in sweats, boots, scarf, and hat, the bright red braided fabric of Mr. Muggles' leash disappears into the cuffs of her jacket, extends in the opposite direction and ends with a small, proudly walking ball of fuzz. While Claire is wearing a North Face, the dog has the dubious honor of being wrapped in a plaid sweater, though one could decidedly say that he is, indeed, rocking it.

Claire spots Rudy without much trouble, despite not expecting to see him, and stops just short of treading on Alexander's ball, backtracking a few steps and offering a wave as a peace offering.]

up and down the puppy's tail fleas and ticks jump everywhere prefers_chess January 2 2011, 04:35:46 UTC

[Alexander, for his part, is very enthusiastic about his game of fetch. He's not as enthusiastic about a person standing near it, however, and particularly not another dog (especially when that other dog is the variety that tends to wear sweaters). So while he hesitates, hunkering down and eyeing the ball and dog in question, Rudy comes trotting over to investigate and answers Claire's wave with a nod of his own.]

Hi.

up and down the puppy's tail fleas and ticks jump everywhere adamantined January 2 2011, 04:45:00 UTC

[Claire might not be the type of person to bundle up a dog of her own accord, but this particular one has certain preconceived notions about what it means to step outside when it is a less than ideal temperature. And she can't stand to watch him shiver, besides. Rudy, however, is her main concern, though she does bend to pick up the ball as he makes his way over.]

Hey. Happy New Year. [At least she hopes it has been, or will be. She has to forcibly stop herself from hugging him.] I'm surprised to see His Majesty outside without his throne and entourage.

[She winds up and throws the ball across the lawn. Maybe it's more difficult to fetch a ball when you're being followed by servants.]

up and down the puppy's tail fleas and ticks jump everywhere prefers_chess January 2 2011, 04:53:10 UTC

[And like a shot, the dog is off, racing at enthusiastic puppy speeds to follow his current favourite toy.]

This is part of his daily exercise regime. Also, there were rumours of a squirrel insurrection that needed to be quelled via judicious application of barking and chasing.

[But he shrugs a little; he's had more eventful New Year's Eves, but at least this year there wasn't anyone to make him go to bed ten minutes after the clock struck midnight.]

Indeed. I will be turning forty-three this year.

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