Hush, I can say no to any face. Puppy faces don't work on me -
[ licked. licked again. ugh. stop. ]
... Alright. Alright. [ humming a little tune. you know how like you sometimes just wiggle a dog's front legs like they're dancing? well he's trying. his voice isn't tone deaf, but it's disused and tired. ]
Bohir, bohir, let us dance, a couple merry fellows... Shalzha, let us sing, hear a booha bellow...
[ just gently holds this doggo's face in his hands. ] Yeah—see? It's too late for more, come on, sit.
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Like this. They remind me of jerboas, but their ears are smaller. Legs too.
[ anotha one. ]
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I appreciate you not going with some type of bug, but I'm not sure how to feel about the rodents, either?
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Small, easy to carry around in your pocket.
But fine. What would you like to be?
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I don't know, a dog?
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Hm. Dogs are good. What kind?
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... maybe one of these guys.
[reaching over io to pet the border collie.]
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io just evaluates. ]
Hm. Good choice. Just don't get lost among them in the park, hm?
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[be a dog, run around with dogs...]
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[ gently to the dog while holding it's face. ]
Most of the time they are much better than people. Though I've been proven wrong as of late.
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[still petting the dog... look at it. it's too cute.]
People must be doing pretty well, though, if they're beating these guys out...
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[ another dog wants in on the action. io just "oofs" because he is being stepped on and then promptly flopped on. ]
I used to keep a couple of mice when I was a kid... rats... hamsters... I was allergic to cats, but I wanted a pet, so.
[ pets you puppies pets you puppies pets you... ]
Now I have a bull, so I suppose I'm moving up in the world... I miss him.
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[who Wouldn't miss io, after all.
...man. not thinking about that.]
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He talks, even. Only in Kin.
[ gazes out at all the dogs. man. ]
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[shut up PEOPLE WOULD MISS HIM.]
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[ yawns ]
So I bought him. Was probably going to go to slaughter anyways...
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[saving a bull, laying here letting dogs just sleep on him...]
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They were the Earth's first children — oof!
[ dalmatian time, just promptly pushing the other sleepy two aside to slam paws on io's chest. he just. grabs it's little doggy legs and holds them. ]
You. What, do you want a song before you sleep? Do you?
[ baby voice... for baby dogs... ]
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[DOG BE UPON YE.
stop it you're killing your gregor. but also:]
Can't say no to that face, can you?
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[ licked. licked again. ugh. stop. ]
... Alright. Alright. [ humming a little tune. you know how like you sometimes just wiggle a dog's front legs like they're dancing? well he's trying. his voice isn't tone deaf, but it's disused and tired. ]
Bohir, bohir, let us dance, a couple merry fellows... Shalzha, let us sing, hear a booha bellow...
[ just gently holds this doggo's face in his hands. ] Yeah—see? It's too late for more, come on, sit.
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[it's-- okay, it's really cute. he's grinning a bit as he listens, watching io wiggle the dog's paws in a little dance, his expression softer.]
You sound about ready to pass out, though, Io. Might as well sleep a little early.
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He is just happy to be here.
[ slowly... slowly brings this dog down to join the pile. ]
I'm fine. Always tired on Thursdays.
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[a little quieter, shaking his head. thursdays really are the last reprieve they get, before the long weekends.
he passes io a blanket.]
You need anything else?
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No, Don't need much to sleep. You?
[ pats this man's head very gently. ]
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[he'll accept part of the blanket, and also the headpat.
and maybe shift in a little so the blanket is easier to share.]
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