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I can accept a lot from this place: people coming and going, weird urges, at least weird to most of us, or some jokers trying to imitate the dead to catch us off-guard--

[ There's...bleating off screen, followed by a female voice. ]

Don't act like you know what you're talking about. You're just as new as me.

--but being paired up with a farm animal? Even a talking one...that just ain't responsible.

[ The goat's eyes twinkle as she raises her head into the camera, chewing on a pair of socks pleasantly. There appears to be something of a scuffle for the limited camera space before the video feed finally switches off. ]

(Notes: Al's got the dæmon curse this weekend. Journal or action responses are all welcome! Anyone that runs into Sofonisba (Yes, I named her. Ahem.) at the bar or on the streets will find out pretty quickly that she is very curious and, much like her human counterpart, is not afraid to go after what she wants. This can be anything from headbutting into you if you're in her way to going after your food and/or pants.)

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She'll be gone by midnight, sadly. This curse is a rare one.

You had it before?

No, sir. I have not. I've seen it before. And it's how things run, here. Most of the time. It's done by midnight or at least relatively soon.

Midnight can't come soon enough-- I'm running out of laundry.

[ The goat pops back into frame and appears to smile. ]

He's exaggerating, my dear.

Hello! [An enthusiastic wave to the goat.] I have a ton of vegetables and some oats I usually bring to my horse. He's been fed already today and I go grocery shopping tomorrow for more. Would either of you like me to bring those over?

[To save the laundry.]

Ah ha! She's a sweetheart, you see! Hello!

[ Her voice lowers as if speaking confidentially, but it's not quite low enough. ]

You could use some more vegetables in your diet anyway.

...That'd be great. I'll pay you for 'em.

You don't have to do that. It's my good deed for the day.

[She just has a mighty need to be extra nice to people, considering the horrors the network posted for her yesterday.]

Where should I bring them?

[Theo's come in for work at the casino mildly amused at the day's events - IE what happened to Meyer. When he sees the goat he stops and stares at it. Jasper leans forward and stares at it too, the undead rat looking as unsure as its human as to why there's a goat in the bar.]

Erm. Hello. Where'd you come from?

Nah, I insist. You're doing me a huge favor. Unit 8, number 424.

Come and visit a while! We have plenty of drinks!

[ Meanwhile the bartender, who has gotten quite tired of the comments and questions about why there's a goat behind the counter, is busying himself with work. ]

I was told that it wasn't a good idea to be behind the bar.

[ She sounds indignant about being banished. Quietly she sniffs at the ground by Theo's feet before something else catches her eye. ]

Your rat looks like he's seen better days.

[Oh. It - she- can talk. Oddly, Theo takes this in fairly good stride. Talking unicorns, teleporting cats, what's a goat that can talk, really? He's also not going to connect her belonging to Al because of this.]

No, it probably wouldn't. You'd likely accidentally knock things over and cause a mess. What's your name?

Jasper's seen much better days, but it's undead.

Sofonisba.

[ She bucks her head as a warning.

I'm not clumsy, if that's what you're implying.

[The movement catches Al's eye and he leans over the bar to speak to Theo. ]

Hey. Is she bothering you?

[Again, Theo doesn't even blink.]

Nice to meet you Sofonisba. And I didn't mean to imply that at all, I just know that the space behind the bar is rather tight.

[He shakes his head.]

Nah, she's fine. How are you?

[Please excuse Jimmy. He's only laughing a little.]

Nice goat.

I would have never have guessed.

Peachy. I've got a tag-along.

[ ...of course, he realizes that he's talking to the guy who has some rough-looking rats as spotters. ]

And she isn't exactly portable.

[ Meanwhile, Sophonisba has ceased circling Theo and resorted to bumping her head into the back of his legs to get his attention once again. ]

What's your name, boy?

[ Laugh it up, chuckles. ]

I'm more than willing to part with it.

Guessed what?

It could be worse. At least she's intelligent.

[He grins and then grunts a bit when he gets banged from behind.]

I'm Theodred. Most people call me Theo.

[ He can't help but laugh. Finally she seems to be nagging on someone else. ]

Don't encourage her.

Hm. You have very strong legs for a human.

You missed the excitement last weekend with the kittens. Horrible little goober eating things without realizing what he should and shouldn't eat. At least she knows what it is appropriate to eat.

[Mayhem the storm of the endless stomachness.]

I've had practice.

Kittens as in regular cats? That much trouble?

[ This place never fails to throw someone a loop. ]

A gal brought over some food. I think that's the only thing saving your pant legs at this point.

A goat.

You could cook it. Goat meat ain't bad.

Go ahead and try, kid. It'll be the last thing you ever do.

Not a bad idea.

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