Sep 27, 2010 11:46
When Martha had woke up in her room this morning to find a puppy licking eagerly at her face -- safe to say it wasn't what she expected. She'd had various pets over the course of her life, but she was fairly certain that they didn't appear out of nowhere with the basic necessities. She figured he was lost, as odd as the situation was, so she had every intention of tracking down his owner at the next possible moment.
That didn't mean, however, that the dog didn't need to be taken care of in the meantime.
"Will," so temporarily named because he happened to remind her of a certain bard, was currently dragging her around El Dorado, taking his time to explore all the different smells and sights. Martha was doing her best to keep him from running off into the street, or after every car that happened to pass by. Later, she would find the time to sit down and write some fliers or do a message on the network, but for right now she's being walked by her dog.
Someone should clearly try and get her to stop.
[Will is going to drag Martha all over town, so feel free to pick a location and be assaulted by a very overactive puppy.]
martha jones,
the doctor (9th)