Arthur Pendragon (
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poly_chromatic2012-08-25 04:40 pm
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[ Arthur had a very eventful morning indeed. Caught in the bed clothes, barely to open the door to make a quick get away outside before his bladder exploded. Getting lost in the foliage and caught up in the moment...
It's not his fault. That squirrel was definitely asking for it!
But that's not all. Arthur found himself, well... starving. And so, using his canine wiles, he'll whimper, pressing up against whatever stranger he might run into out on the streets in the big wide City.
Won't you feed me? Please, please, please.
Whine, paw, paw, paw.
Wimper.
FED ME YOU SILLY NINNY -- cough, hairball. ]
((ooc: I was still planning to be on hiatus for the weekend, but I remembered I had plans! So hav a puppy Arthur. As anyone knows who tags me, I pretty much backtag forever. Replies will be coming from
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It's not his fault. That squirrel was definitely asking for it!
But that's not all. Arthur found himself, well... starving. And so, using his canine wiles, he'll whimper, pressing up against whatever stranger he might run into out on the streets in the big wide City.
Won't you feed me? Please, please, please.
Whine, paw, paw, paw.
Wimper.
FED ME YOU SILLY NINNY -- cough, hairball. ]
((ooc: I was still planning to be on hiatus for the weekend, but I remembered I had plans! So hav a puppy Arthur. As anyone knows who tags me, I pretty much backtag forever. Replies will be coming from

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How undignified.
Sulking, Arthur drops down on all fours, crouching and then laying his head between his paws. Please don't hate him. It's not his fault he's a Pomeranian. ]
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When Korra sees the little puppy, she can't resist leaning down and scratching his ear.]
Hey there little fella.
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She was kind of amused.
She was now watching the little dog beg, wagging her tail quite furiously. If she knew this was Arthur, she'd probably try to tease just a bit.]
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he ruffles his ears, shaking his head and flipping over, yapping. He's up! Now where to! Huh?
Huh?
Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh?
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He hasn't had this much energy in months. ]
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Seriously.
Arthur's never had fleas so bad. It must've been that squirrel he was chasing earlier today. hnnnnngh ]
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But the dog part of Tyr just barks again and is eager to run off into the streets with his new comrade. Come, fellow tiny spitz! ]
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At first this had seemed like a nice thing, since less people meant less people to bother him while he was reading.
Of course, he hadn't even found a nice place to sit before he learned that wasn't the case. ]
You'd better be careful that no one steps on you.
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You okay? C'mere, boy!
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[ but that still doesn't stop him from nudging Leo's hand, begging for a hand-out. This little body of his burned so many more calories then he was used to. FEED ME LEO ]
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Bounding over, tail wagging a mile a minute, he licks Kazu's face and -- ]
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But he can't resist the lure of a run and bonding over, he looks up to Tyr, eyes wide and shining and ready. Where too, huh? Please let it be towards food! ]
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It was almost like heaven, but for dogs.
And there's just something a tiny bit familiar about that dalmatian watching him from off to the side. Something that... that reminded him of home. Padding over, he sniffed and then sniffed again, circling. Now if only he could just put his paw on it. ]
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I don't have anything for you.
[ Not even a stray button. ]
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You run off or something? There's no way somebody just let you off-leash...
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[She leans down to pick the little puppy up.]
You hungry?
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... he's just a little bit easily distracted. ]
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[ Arthur whines and stands up on his hind legs, begging. please, Leo. Don't let him down! it's bad enough he's reduced to begging. ]
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Wrinkling his nose, he sat on his haunches and scratched behind the ear before pausing to lick his paw. If she wanted to say something, now was the time to say it. Because, well... dogs should be able to understand other dogs, right?
... er, maybe. It doesn't really work that way does it. ]
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And after a second of blissful ignorance, Arthur shakes himself. Huh? Was Kazu trying to say something? After another second, he barked. Once for yes. Because he's clearly lost and needs a point in the right direction.
Now if only he could get the dumb human to understand! ]
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If she knew it were Arthur, she'd express more excitement at it being him. As it was, she just liked the other dog.]
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Hey, hey! [ he glances around... no owners. this is weird, the pomeranian looks almost spoiled in being cared for. no owner who loved a pet that much would let it just wander the streets. still... ] What, you hungry?
[ he stretches out a palm, miming feeding. yes, Kazu, gestures solve everything. ]
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He yaps again! Jumping this time straight up at Kazu, tail wagging a mile a minute and -- wait, he wasn't hunting for food. He wanted to go home -- oooooooh, but food sounded so good.
He licks that hand. Once, twice, thrice!
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[ dogs can't be expected to comprehend that much, obviously. nevertheless, Kazu starts walking towards the cluster of shops, glancing sidelong for the odd little pup to follow. at least he's cute? he can figure out a LOST sign later. ]
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...if you want food, you should beg someone who has food.
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[ he whimpers and lays down on leo's foot, ears flat and tail drooping. sigh, stupid Leo. You were supposed to be so good to him... ]
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At the very least, he'll crouch down to pat the poor dog on the head. ]
You know, there's someone at that bench over there who got up to talk to someone and left their food behind.
[ If only dogs understood human speech. He sure isn't stealing food for a dog. ]
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All right, all right! I said I'd feed you—you can cool it a little! C'mon, it's this way. Wonder if you've got a name...
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FOOOOOOOOD.
food! food! food!
Bounding, he runs off (but he does lick leo's
facehand appreciatively first before he goes. He's not entirely against giving thanks where thanks are due. He is a prince!Just... a dog prince, apparently. for the day. ]
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... he growls low in his throat, backing off just a little, but dang it all. Why is he a dog! Everything was made insurmountably more difficult then it needed to be right now. ]
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Hey—it's okay! What's up?
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Okay! Let's get some food.
[She walks them all over to a cafe that she knows is dog-friendly.]