action:

[charring]

[Charlie's not home. Nor is she at the Dragon. She's wandering the City. She'll be at;

The park: with all of her pets. Yes. All. There's a white fox on a leash. A grey-ish cat who goes where the fox goes. An old calico who really doesn't give a rats ass about anything and is hiding under a nearby park bench. There's a small Daschund puppy with incredibly hairy ears who would rather run and pounce at the turtleducks in the pond, only to run away barking loudly when they so much as look in his direction. Because Gwaine is the bravest, fiercest dog ever OH GOD THEY'RE GETTING OUT OF THE WATER QUICK HIDE BEHIND CHARLIE!

And Charlie has found a nice spout under a tree to read. With a hedgehog sleeping on her shoulder. Yes. A hedgehog.

Grocery Shopping: without the pets.

At the Dragon: helping with construction by using her ability to weld.

She's entirely botherable!]

Comments

[charring]

It keeps me on my toes. [Charlie looks over at Atlas, smiling just a tiny bit. Petrichor wanders over to the man, sniffing slightly before heading back to Charlie. Charlie takes one look at the man and raises an eyebrow.]

Did you fall into the fountain?

[who_is]

Don't recall seeing any fountain, much less falling into it. It was a bit damp where I was before, though.

[He glances up to the sky, squinting in the light.]

Ah... Feels good to see the sunshine again.

[charring]

Don't get a lot of sun where you are? [Hi, Atlas. Phantom is very interested in you and your shoes and is sniffing your feet quite happily.]

[who_is]

Not at all. [He chuckles and kneels down to get a closer look.] Not much sun to be found under the sea, you know.

[charring]

[Ah. So he's from...okay. Interesting.] No, I don't suppose there is. Still, it's a good thing you're here to enjoy it.