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[orangetoughguy]

Does anyone else think there's some kinda bug going around? Somebody's gotta contain that shit.

[Private to Arthur (the point man)]
Hey. You okay?

action; open to all
[That's what you get for posting right at sunset, Newendyke. Not long after there's a tawny sandy kind of orange wolf (no regrets) snuffling through town.]

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[dropkick]

[ Gosh fine, he'll talk to the (other) old man...he was going to anyway, really - working in the same place and all. ]

He's fine. [ Or 'okay'. Not like he got a close look at Orange but Arthur gathered from the tussle that they were tit for tat - Orange maybe a little faster where Eames was stronger - maybe. ]

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[orangetoughguy]

That's good. You ain't feel anythin' funny?

[In case Arthur's been turned or something.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Looks like that might be Eames. Freddy stays his ground and watches the two, unsure of what to think but ready to snap into movement at a moment's notice. Watch the old dog's weaker leg, Stephen.]

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[adamantined]

[Compared to the Pomeranian she's walking - well, he's prancing - anything is going to be big. That same standard could be applied to Claire herself, especially given the flats she's wearing and the fact that her current wardrobe choice makes her look twice as small as she might otherwise. Not exactly blind to the current state of the City, she's aware but not overly aware. More concerned for her dog than anything else. After all, how concerned can you possibly be when even a zombie bite isn't going to do anything and might actually cure zombism in the undead biter?

Still, she peers into the shadows as well as she can while trying to keep a steady pace, and it's not until the tawny wolf has made his way completely into the spill of streetlight that Claire stops and scoops Mr. Muggles up in the same motion. Her mouth is open and moving before she realizes it.]

Oh my god.

[Not that it's a helpful motion, but it's the first thing that comes to mind.]

private || unhackable.

[dropkick]

[ Unless 'funny' means grumpy/agitated/(UNSURE) then...well, no.... ]

Nothing out of the norm. [ pause ] So far.

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[orangetoughguy]

[Haaaaaaaay he knows you. Freddy tilts his head at Claire. Why the hell does she look distressed? Well duh, Newendyke, it's because you're super cool. Come on be nice, she's a lady. His ears go down a little bit as his tail wags at a lower height, cautious but willing to meet and greet. It's that puff ball he's not too sure about, looks like a vicious monster from here.]

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[orangetoughguy]

That's good. You'll give him or me a call if you do right? [Derp.] After checking in at the hospital or somethin'.

[signatures]

[ Eames sniffs at the other wolf, nosing along his neck, then circling around him entirely. He can't be too sure but he smells friendly, at least, slightly familiar, and he lifts his head from sniffing at his front leg to lick at his ear instead, making the fur around it stand on edge. ]

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen nuzzles back at the other wolf appreciatively, getting a few licks in around his nose. Now that the introductions are out of the way, he's more than ready to hunt. He lets out another excited howl before bounding around the other two, panting happily.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Headtilt. What. What's going on. They're making friends and he's not involved. Why aren't you involving meeeeee. Freddy takes a couple turns to keep the bounding Stephen in front of him, not at his flanks and definitely not behind him, then bam! He's on the other wolf to roll and tumble and hopefully wind up on top of Stephen to say hi. This is called playtime.]

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[dropkick]

[ Call...? ]

...what for?

[ Truly puzzled... ]

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[adamantined]

[Not that she wouldn't typically argue her dog's status as a vicious beast, but come on, Freddy. Look at you. Even for a little wolf, you are quite large, sir. She isn't going to extend her hand and scratch your ears just like that.]

I'm warning you, eating me is kind of impossible. And I just had a lot of Mexican food, so I probably don't taste that great.

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[orangetoughguy]

In case he--

[Glarghhfudhsdal. Full moon.]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Mexican.

Ears up again.

She said Mexican.

More wagging.

Mexican tastes delicious. The food, not the people, although by all technicality if he tried to eat her for the Mexican food in her belly then he'd call her delicious. But he's not going to eat a Claire. He'll walk up to her though kind of casually.]

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[dropkick]

...

You still there?

[ B( ]

[signatures]

[ Eames watches the both of them curiously, tail lashing back and forth in curiousity as he licks his chops. Keeping one eye on them, he keeps the other on their environment to make sure they don't get any nasty surprises while they're playing. ]

[totallyinaband]

[Okay, so the tackle is a bit of a surprise... he lets out a few barks before growling and biting along the other wolf's neck and ears playfully, getting a few licks in between. He manages to roll them over a few times before he gets bored and goes back to running in circles... playtime is fun!]

[orangetoughguy]

[He mouths Stephen's nose a couple times too, no bite pressure, just rough housing. Rough housing which includes bumping Stephen again once they're upright and the other wolf is running, you know, to bump Stephen and make Stephen bump into Eames. Like dog dominoes. Totally grown up.]

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[adamantined]

[Maybe that was the wrong thing to point out, but he at least isn't coming off like he's going to start chewing on one of her legs. Still, the hand she extends is tentative, and rather than rubbing his ears immediately, Claire just sets her palm down on the top of his head and lets it rest there, testing the waters. She still hasn't put her own dog down, but there's a certain degree of trust that needs to be established before she's just going to offer up potential hors d'oeuvre.]

You can't talk, can you?

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[orangetoughguy]

[Snap crackle pop noises. Then...

Sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff.]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Roooooooo.

That's the extent of his speech in this form. That hand feels nice though and he's rubbing under it as if to get her to pet him.]

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[adamantined]

[Obviously this is a person, and normally she might feel stranger about giving a stranger a scratch behind the ears, but once your neighbor has been turned into a tiny, screaming fox, there isn't much to find weird about a situation like this. So Claire gives the wolf a scratch behind the ears, and it's as much a way of giving in as it is a means of establishing some ground.

No biting.

And she's going to put the Pomeranian down, now.]

[signatures]

[ Eames snaps a bit at Stephen when he's bumped into, tugging slightly at his ear before he shoves his head against his torso in response. Come on, kiddies, they're losing precious night time. ]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Oh that feels good. It feels so good he loves you already, Claire. Once the pomeranian is on the ground Freddy stands up on his hind legs as dogs who want to reach your face often do. Too bad he's bigger than her but she is Claire Bennet, she can handle it.]

[totallyinaband]

[Stephen whimpers a bit at being snapped at. He gives a few gentle bites to Eames' muzzle before he lets himself get pushed along. It's time for hunting. Hunting his good. He bounds ahead, giving Freddy a few nudges as he passes him.]