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entrancelogs2014-04-13 10:20 pm
halfwinchester) wrote in entrancelogs2014-04-13 10:20 pm
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buddy, i could've gone that extra mile
Who: Adam Milligan (halfwinchester) and Cora Hale (resent).
Where: Mansion.
When: April 13th.
Rating: PG? Maybe we'll surprise you.
Summary: Thanks to the event, Adam gets the dumb idea to give himself a canine friend and Cora comes along with dumb ideas of her own.
The Story:
[Thinking to himself it'd seemed like a good idea at the time is how Adam finds himself getting sucked into the event with a one hundred and seventy pound dog sniffing around his apartment.
When people have asked him if he's had any pets, the answer's always been "no," but the truth is, he'd had a dog for about two weeks when he'd been eleven after finally convincing his mother he'd been ready for the responsibility. A beagle, cute as hell as he remembered it. Then it had run away from home one day and never come back, and that had been the end of that. He'd cried. His mother had felt horrible. After that, they'd never gotten around to replacing it with anything else, and then when the questions about his dad had started... Well, his stint as a proud eleven-year-old dog owner had been short-lived, that's about all there is to the story.
Later on, he'll blame Emma and Jo for making him remember that time with them showing off their dogs around the grounds and on the network.
And he'll blame Alice.
Despite his own personal Mount Everest of mental trauma he's been busy crawling out from under and trying to scale, he's gotten a feel for how "events" work around here. Wonderland jackasses coming out of the woodwork to run at the mouth seems to signal another round of weird stuff, and in retrospect he'll recognize that it hadn't been a good time of the month to be making executive decisions.
But having the closet spit out a fully-formed English mastiff like the kind he's read about on the internet does seem like a good idea, and the only regret he has is that he hadn't thought about getting dog supplies before the actual dog. Out of concern for his carpet, eventually he thinks he should take the giant, panting beast for a potty break, so out comes a collar and a leash and away they go. The as of yet unnamed drool machine wants to investigate everything on their way outside, sometimes sniffing and sometimes barking; Adam lets him, finding his first real dog walk as novel as the dog itself. He thinks the fawn-colored mastiff must be a year or so old, but he can't be sure given it's a magic closet dog.
Either way, it's slow going.]
halfwinchester) and Cora Hale (resent).Where: Mansion.
When: April 13th.
Rating: PG? Maybe we'll surprise you.
Summary: Thanks to the event, Adam gets the dumb idea to give himself a canine friend and Cora comes along with dumb ideas of her own.
The Story:
[Thinking to himself it'd seemed like a good idea at the time is how Adam finds himself getting sucked into the event with a one hundred and seventy pound dog sniffing around his apartment.
When people have asked him if he's had any pets, the answer's always been "no," but the truth is, he'd had a dog for about two weeks when he'd been eleven after finally convincing his mother he'd been ready for the responsibility. A beagle, cute as hell as he remembered it. Then it had run away from home one day and never come back, and that had been the end of that. He'd cried. His mother had felt horrible. After that, they'd never gotten around to replacing it with anything else, and then when the questions about his dad had started... Well, his stint as a proud eleven-year-old dog owner had been short-lived, that's about all there is to the story.
Later on, he'll blame Emma and Jo for making him remember that time with them showing off their dogs around the grounds and on the network.
And he'll blame Alice.
Despite his own personal Mount Everest of mental trauma he's been busy crawling out from under and trying to scale, he's gotten a feel for how "events" work around here. Wonderland jackasses coming out of the woodwork to run at the mouth seems to signal another round of weird stuff, and in retrospect he'll recognize that it hadn't been a good time of the month to be making executive decisions.
But having the closet spit out a fully-formed English mastiff like the kind he's read about on the internet does seem like a good idea, and the only regret he has is that he hadn't thought about getting dog supplies before the actual dog. Out of concern for his carpet, eventually he thinks he should take the giant, panting beast for a potty break, so out comes a collar and a leash and away they go. The as of yet unnamed drool machine wants to investigate everything on their way outside, sometimes sniffing and sometimes barking; Adam lets him, finding his first real dog walk as novel as the dog itself. He thinks the fawn-colored mastiff must be a year or so old, but he can't be sure given it's a magic closet dog.
Either way, it's slow going.]
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The mastiff looks the farthest thing from a Cujo with his floppy ears bouncing from the attention. He lacks the actual spots to be a Spot, and if his muzzle is indeed hiding an intimidating set of chompers that put him on par with Cujo, a person would hardly know it to see it. The dog just continues to stand and accept his pets without complaint, sniffing Cora's face. She might have a wolf smell, but whether or not she has food breath is another important part of the investigation.
Much like Cora and her pack are relatively easygoing as far as super-powered werewolves go, the fact that the mastiff is so docile goes a long way to giving Adam confidence he can take the reins of dog ownership.]
There's a first time for everything. [So no.] Why not, right? We can do whatever the hell we want here.
[There are worse things he could do with his closets and his free time.]
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[ by the sounds of it, though, it seems his choice of plucking a dog from the closet was impulsive. despite how she wants to think of it as a poor choice, him biting off more than he can chew, perhaps adam's finally listening to his instincts rather than that stupid head of his. but, she does have to wonder ... has he never seen napoleon? dogs wander off when they speak to birds and get big ideas of adventure in their head. it's what cora had dreamed of, once, before she was forced to venture away from her own home. ]
[ she looks amused, mouth quirking upward. ] Why not just get a goldfish? A dog seems a little adventurous for you.
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Maybe he hadn't wanted a goldfish so it could go forgotten in a tank somewhere in a corner of his apartment. He gives a patented "I could answer, but I won't" shrug.]
Maybe not. People can surprise you.
[He could be adventurous. He's survived Wonderland this long, hasn't he?]