[AUDIO] + [ACTION]

[raced_god]

[This guy is going to keep things short and sweet today with a quick audio post. WHATEVER COULD IT MEAN?]

Does anyone have any of those lollipops that have been floating around? I'll pay you for them, whatever, under-the-table cash, I just need a few. Preferably in a variety of colors.

[AND THEN, LATER--

IT IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY, SMASH ACADEMY. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Falcon is out on the quad with a dog. This shining example of canine beauty is leading the Captain around, sniffing around campus and poking her head in bushes and retrieving items for her owner. BUT NEVER THE RIGHT ITEMS, judging by the disappointed look on his face.

WHAT COULD THEY POSSIBLY BE DOING??]

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[obfuskate]

[ He knew better than to try to fight away a defensive dog. Granted, Shadow could easily overpower it, but unless it was absolutely necessary, he wasn't about to even bother.

Instead, he looked to that leash attached to her collar, trailing upwards in a natural tug to her owner. Yes, she had an owner. Of course. ]

Tame your animal.

[ YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. ]

[raced_god]

[Falcon is about to be apologetic but then WOW THIS GUY IS RUDE.]

She's friendly. We're looking for something. Maybe you shouldn't be sleeping in a bush.

[Seriously, dude, what are you doing sleeping in a bush.]

[obfuskate]

[ TYPICAL SHADOW BEHAVIOR, UNFORTUNATELY. ]

It is the only place I can find any bit of solitude.

...

Was.

[ He shot him a nasty glare. Yes, you ruined it. You ruined it all. ]

[raced_god]

[TOTALLY DEADPAN:]

Have you tried the roof? Plenty of solitude up there. Less chance of being pissed on.

[obfuskate]

Yes, and instead, I run the risk of a bird or birds using me as their toilet. Such a substantial improvement.

[ He is good at deadpan, though, he'll give him that much. ]

[raced_god]

Up there it's just a risk, though. Down here, in this bush, right now, it's an inevitability.

[Doge is digging something up under the bush WHAT COULD IT BE]

[obfuskate]

If you were not here, it would not be an inevitability. Conversely, should there be birds up there, that, too, would be an inevitability.

Your logic is flawed.

[ HE'S GOT HIS EYE ON YOU, DOGE........ ]

[raced_god]

You said you ran the risk.

[STILL DIGGIN']

[obfuskate]

It is equally as much of a risk here as it is there.

... Just what is your dog doing?

[ Shadow gives doge one hell of a stink-eye. ]

[raced_god]

Digging.

[Also he is Captain Obvious.]

[obfuskate]

I know that much, pathetic human. Why is it digging?

[ His eyes are on doge the whole time. He does not trust doge or doge owner, sry2say. ]

[raced_god]

[HE'S ROLLING HIS EYES he's rolling them hard.]

We're drug-sniffing.

[He is completely serious about this.]

[obfuskate]

... Drug-sniffing.

Let me guess, the lollipops.

[ He rolls his eyes in return, harder than your nipples themselves, Falcon. If anyone could sniff out something odd, it would be him, so clearly the dog won't find anything.

...

Right? ]

[raced_god]

She is being trained to locate them, yes.

[obfuskate]

She is clearly inexperienced. There are no lollipops here.

[ HARUMPH. ]

[raced_god]

That's why it's training.

[BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK.]

[obfuskate]

Humph.

[ Hedgehoge curls back up again, tail lashing about wildly. Hedgehoge is mad, mad and disturbed. ]

Stop her barking. I am going back to sleep.

[raced_god]

[Doge walks over to Shedo

and barfs up a lollipop (wrapper and all) onto his shoes.]

[obfuskate]

[ oh.

... oh.

Falcon wants this, doesn't he? Well, fine, then. Shadow will give it to him.

No, he doesn't care whether or not he minds it being thrown at his head. He doesn't care at all. ]

[raced_god]

[Meanwhile, Falcon is being very proud and giving Megaweapon lots of headpets and WHO'SAGOODDOG

YOU ARE

YOU ARE

But then lollipop to the head.]

You have an attitude problem.

[obfuskate]

Such a shame that I do not particularly care.

[ He curls back up in full, tail furling around his bum and ears lowering instinctively.

Except he still has lollipop barf on his shoes, shoes that grow close to his face as he huddles into the grass. He cringes visibly. Fucking nasty. ]

Ghhg... [ He turns his nose away. ] You disgust me.

[raced_god]

It's a wonder you even function with that stick up your ass.

[DOGE WANTS PETS NOW, SHADOW.]

[obfuskate]

I could say the same of your apparently low IQ.

[ i uh

hi... doge.

you vomited on my shoe.

... but fine, whatever.

ＳＨＡＤＯＷ　ｐｅｔｓ　ＤＯＧＥ！ ]

[raced_god]

[DOGE JUMPS UP

AND GIVES SHADOW

A KEES.]

[obfuskate]

[ oh e

... ew

nope, shoving doge away sry!! ]

H-Hmph... I've had enough of this.

[ He curls back up and stares up warily at doge. ARE YOU DONE NOW, DOGE. ]