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[dirigente]

[There's a golden retriever running around the square. It seems to be a dog on a mission, but it's certainly friendly enough if anyone comes over to pet.]

ooc: Action post for anyone at the square. Come pet the friendly dog.

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[eiremagic]

[She's watching this dog, she likes dogs, so she whistles a bit and sees if it'll come]

[dirigente]

[Ooh, whistle. Ears perk up, as he locates the person who whistled. He's trying very hard to seem like a normal dog, so he trots over. Pant pant.]

[eiremagic]

[Scratches behind his ears!]

Hey, do you have an owner?

[dirigente]

[The dog brain likes that. His tail starts wagging.]

Arf!

[He's hoping she takes that as a yes, even though he doesn't have a collar.]

[razrsharp]

[Sigh. Gunner insisted on going for a walk, and far be it for Brocklehurst to wake Styles up over it. British man is walking British dog this late at night. See British dog pull to meet American dog.]

[dirigente]

[American dog's at alert. Male dog male dog male doooooooog! Have a few friendly barks as he inspects the British dog.]

[razrsharp]

Gunner, careful!

[Not a warning against American dog. See Brocklehurst's arm getting yanked near out of its socket. Sigh, but now that dogs are meeting it isn't so bad. Gunner does his best to wiggle and sort of nudge and shove American dog, because the English are better or something.]

Hello, are you lost?

[Brocklehurst asks Jake too, checking to see if he has a collar.]

[dirigente]

[American dog pushes back. He's the alpha dog here! It's a stupid dog thing, but the dog's instincts are strong. Have a bark, Brocklehurst. This dog needs no collar.]

[22over7]

So zetta furry.

[dirigente]

[Bark! Zetta? What?]

[22over7]

Heh. Busy crunching numbers, quadratic quadruped?

[dirigente]

[Jake sits. Whatever this guy is saying, it makes no sense.]

[postanythingity]

DOGGIE!

[ooc: She'll pop over there soon... RUN DOGGIE RUN D:]

[dirigente]

[bark! Confused dog is confused.]

[postanythingity]

Doggie?

[Aaand Del is here! She bends over in a perfect angle, eyeing the dog with confusion.]

Do you want a word?

[dirigente]

[Oh wow, odd person! Jake gives a single bark, and sits.]

[apteral]

[ Tsukasa is out buying some groceries when he spots the golden retriever. ]

Oh, hello... Are you lost?

[ He crouches down, and offers a hand out to the dog. ]

[ooc: he's a psychic, btw. If you want him to hear your pup's thoughts, he can do that. ^^]

[dirigente]

[Jake trots over to Tsukasa. Tail wag! He smells food.]

ooc: Jake can talk in morph if he wishes, but he probably won't! He's trying to be just a typical dog out for a nightly stroll right now.

[apteral]

[ He pets him. He seemed very friendly... he felt that vibe from Jake at least. ]

You shouldn't walk around without your master you know... My master will be very upset if she saw you... She's afraid of dogs.

[ Tsukasa rummages through his grocery bag, producing a microwavable burger steak with rice. ]

I wasn't hungry today... I hope you don't mind hospital food.

[He sets it down in front of Jake, watching if he would take it. ]

[ooc: works for me~ <3]

[dirigente]

[Concerned dog whine. Afraid of dogs? Blasphemy! The dog brain will eat anything that smells edible. His tail wags furiously as he chows down.]