In Service 1/?
anonymous
August 10 2014, 17:46:15 UTC
Thought I'd take a swing at this, albeit a bit late. I have lots of ideas! Dogs remain an important part of war (and soldier recovery and support) even now, so... multiple little fills incoming.“What--!” “Where’s it GOING?!” “IT’S LOOSE!” “What is that, a varren
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In Service 1.5/?
anonymous
August 10 2014, 17:46:54 UTC
That earned him an urchin grin, and Shep-the-dog an ear-scratch that made her tongue loll out one side of her mouth in a doggy grin to match. “Yeah,” Jaime said shyly, hunching down in his bed. He turned his head slightly to focus on the salarian, who’d been edging nearer to listen to the conversation, and was eyeing the dog curiously. “You can pet her, Doctor Mikon. Go see, Shep
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In Service 2/?
anonymous
August 10 2014, 18:12:32 UTC
In the wake of the Crucible, hospitals weren’t able to keep all the different races in separate wards: there just wasn’t space. So when the Wounded Warrior program brought in the dogs, the turians got an introduction to just how different life was on Earth
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Re: In Service 2.5/?
anonymous
August 10 2014, 18:13:27 UTC
He’d been transferred out of the hospital, and issued a room in a pre-fab building with a number of other recovering soldiers with their dogs. He was the only turian, but there was a sense of solidarity with their little group: they were all working together, they’d all fought and bled together, and they all had dogs. They were mostly human, but there was an asari huntress who had lost a leg just below the knee who was working with a yellow version of Rigel, and a salarian who was dealing with combat flashbacks who had a small gray dog with a lot of curly fur
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In Service 3/?
anonymous
August 12 2014, 14:44:43 UTC
When Sorgin returned from patrolling, he was cradling something in the crook of his arm, the space between his aural horns creased. Predus recoiled as a small, furry thing was deposited on his stack of datapads, pointing at it. “What,” the turian demanded, “is that?”
The fluffy thing took a clumsy step forward, opened its mouth, and started to gnaw on Predus’ armored glove.
The krogan they’d booked on trespassing (attempts to eat non-existent fish in the Presidium’s lakes) charges snorted. “Doesn’t lack courage, at least.”
It was still gnawing his glove, so Predus considered it. Lifting his hand, the fluffy thing came with it, dangling from the desk as its fluffy fifth appendage waved from side to side. “Too big to be a space hamster,” he noted, poking its belly with a stylus. It yelped and let go of his hand, landing on the desk again with a dismayed squeak. “Kinda looks like a fluffy varren pup.”
Sorgin edged away from his desk. “Not my problem anymore. It was on the edge of Zakera Ward, making the worst noises
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Re: In Service 3.5/?
anonymous
August 12 2014, 15:10:59 UTC
Bailey dropped into a chair beside him, and the puppy flapped its fifth appendage at him before waddling over. “Probably smuggled in. Looks like one of the spitz breeds,” he remarked, then hastily put the puppy on the floor. It squatted, and a yellow puddle formed under it. It looked mildly dismayed. “... probably around eight or ten weeks. Not housetrained
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Re: In Service 3.75/?
anonymous
September 1 2014, 20:48:54 UTC
I can imagine how the aliens could see pictures of dogs in dresses and think of it as a norm... cue lots of dogs in costumes in the citadel :D Love the fill, A!As
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these are all excellent and sweet <3
I think I like these ones abou aliens interacting with dogs better, just because it's... well, different.
I wonder what a krogan would think? Dogs are descended from a predator species, and krogan are descended from prey species. AWKWARD.
Keep up the good work, anon :D
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The fluffy thing took a clumsy step forward, opened its mouth, and started to gnaw on Predus’ armored glove.
The krogan they’d booked on trespassing (attempts to eat non-existent fish in the Presidium’s lakes) charges snorted. “Doesn’t lack courage, at least.”
It was still gnawing his glove, so Predus considered it. Lifting his hand, the fluffy thing came with it, dangling from the desk as its fluffy fifth appendage waved from side to side. “Too big to be a space hamster,” he noted, poking its belly with a stylus. It yelped and let go of his hand, landing on the desk again with a dismayed squeak. “Kinda looks like a fluffy varren pup.”
Sorgin edged away from his desk. “Not my problem anymore. It was on the edge of Zakera Ward, making the worst noises ( ... )
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This is awesome Other A!A.
This is just d'aww and wonderful and keep it up, you magnificent so-and-so!
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Keep 'em coming A!A :D
And... I've dog-sat puppies, and, wow, you really got their adorable behavior down pat. And all their annoyingness. But mostly adorableness.
Thanks for these fills and I hope you keep doing this series.
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