01 [ action/handwritten, notebook paper ]

[northless]

[action]

[Sometime during the night, if anyone is still up and walking about despite all the strange creatures lurking around, they might see a young man carrying a box. It's fairly typical, really--

--wait, is that a puppy poking its head up? Yes. Yes, it is.

Guess who just found a box of puppies in an alleyway and didn't have the heart to leave them there.]

[handwritten, next day in class]

So, just a question: does anyone around here have enough resources to, say, take care of a puppy? Or, you know, does anyone want one at all? I found six of them yesterday, and as much as I'd like to keep them, I don't have enough money or space to feed six dogs. Maybe one, but not six.

If there aren't any takers, I'll take them to the shelter. But I'd like to make sure at least some of them have a place to stay that isn't my apartment, cramped as it is.

Comments

action of course

[11ady]

[Fancy running into you here at this time of night. She's just getting home from one of her tutorial gigs.]

Robb?

[Did he or did he not text yet? In any case, her phone died so she hasn't checked since they talked yesterday.]

WELP

[northless]

[He stops in his tracks, turns around. Oh, it's Elle.]

Elle. Hey. I would've called, but I haven't been able to reach you. [And anyway, he doesn't actually trust the network thing. Whatever.]

herp

[11ady]

Yeah, my cell died. You could just text. I'll probably get it when I have the time to charge. What have you got there though?

[The box in his arms looks kind of heavy.]

[northless]

[As if on cue, a rather adorable little puppy pokes its head up to peer at her.]

Puppies. [Obviously. He'd take them to the animal shelter, but he needs to get home. And at this time of night, in this neighborhood? Yeah, right.]

[11ady]

Strays? Where did you even find them?

[Curiosity draws her close as she pats the one who had chosen to poke its head out. It licks her hand in return. Upon closer inspection, they didn't appear to be mongrels.]

They look like purebreds...

[northless]

They were in an alleyway, and I couldn't really leave them there.

[Wait. Purebreds? Who'd leave purebreds starving in an alleyway?]

[ text; neatly written into a notebook with pen ]

[secondcomingof]

I raise some dogs on the side. What breed, out of curiosity? Or are they all mutts?

[northless]

Huskies, I'm guessing? They look a little like it, and it's possible someone tried to cover their tracks by dumping them.

[His pen digs into the paper a little as he writes.]

[secondcomingof]

[ The terser text doesn't escape his notice. ]

Solid animals. Very loyal. Good in the cold, and Britain's not exactly known for being a sauna, so it's a decent climate for them.

If you can't find homes after too long a time, I'll take them off your hands. City shelters are always a risky affair.

[northless]

Yeah, they deserve better.

Thanks. It's nice to know there's someone willing.

[secondcomingof]

Hm... I'm curious, though...

Shouldn't you be in class, around this time?

[ Whoops. Busted. ]

[twopercent]

Great, I always wanted to get the classified ads sent straight to my phone by magic.

[northless]

Not the classified ads, just someone who wants to make sure they find good homes.

[twopercent]

[Jack's still not 100% convinced this is all real (at least not YET) and it's not really putting him in the greatest mood.]

So you make sure to tell everyone who's [not 'going insane', not 'going insane'] checking messages on a crazy network nobody can figure out. Makes perfect sense.

[northless]

My mom's place is too cramped for them as well, and I'd rather not take them to the shelter just yet.

[Text]

[professorwolf]

[Mildly amused at this use of the strange network, and at Robb being... Robb... Lyall at least responds.]

I'm more of a cat person, Robb. But if you can't find anyone, I'll see what I can do.

[northless]

[He has to use it for something.]

I figured. Still, thanks for the offer, Mr. Lyall.

[Text]

[professorwolf]

Welcome. Where did you find them? And I hope you have been careful about where you go and when?

[Because of the creepy animals and black bugs, of course.]

[northless]

In an alleyway, and yeah, I have.

[Sort of. Still didn't stop a flock of freaky-toothed birds from descending on him.]

[professorwolf]

Good. There have been a lot of very odd things about, after all.

Let me know how you do with those puppies, all right?

text

[masterofbling]

Say what now?

[He's used to strange unidentified texts to his phone. They're usually phrased in a boring way to mask a hidden message. He can't really ferret out the hidden meaning of this one though. Is it from one of his girls?]

[northless]

[Huh. That's weird.]

Free puppies. I think they're huskies.

i am so sorry 8(

[masterofbling]

Free bitches?

NEVER BE

[northless]

...some of them are? I haven't gotten them neutered yet, can't really afford it.

c:

[masterofbling]

Spayed. Bitches get spayed.

[Or did you get trannies... Whatever. He always makes sure his girls are on the pill.]