[accidental video] - just after midnight

[rudeandginger]

[The video turns on as a device is dropped to the ground with a lurch. A great deal of barking is heard before the video clears. A very orange dog is barking up a storm, alternating with jumping back and growling. He's standing next to the TARDIS, and jumping up on his hind legs to clammer at the door with his claws. He eventually gives up, whimpering as he stands back.

Oh. Just great.]









[ooc: Turlough is a pharaoh hound today! Action outside the TARDIS, or around town once Turlough decides to give up and go for a walk.]

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[rudeandginger]

[Wow, rude. Turlough wanders around, sniffing here are there. It's bizarre that everything smells familiar, yet dialed up to eleven.

Eventually he hops up onto the sofa, turning around before settling in.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[He's not trying to be. How else is he supposed to react when the guy who sometimes lives with and oftentimes sleeps with him suddenly turns into a dog.

Still, there are worse, less adorable things he could've turned into. Jack watches him for a bit, then goes to join him on the couch, hand reaching over to scratch behind his ears.]

[rudeandginger]

[He rests his chin on Jack's leg. Things really are much simpler as a dog. Someone is scratching him - receive scratches and make wounded eyes for more.]

[wouldnotkindly]

[Awww. Jack is only too happy to oblige, giving him more scratches behind his ears and down his neck.]

How's that?

[rudeandginger]

[He's mostly reduced to a happy doggy puddle by now. Things really are simpler. One paw goes over his leg as well, making sure he doesn't think about moving.]

[wouldnotkindly]

I'm not going anywhere.

[Not as long as he can keep petting and scratching him like this, anyway. What a good doggy.]

[rudeandginger]

[Excellent. You can turn on the tv or read a book or something, if you want. He'll just be here.]