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[redwinekindofgirl]

Soooo I guess I... have a pet, now?

[She follows up this statement by lifting a winged dragon the size of a miniature dachshund into view. It wiggles, flapping its wings, and blue-green shimmers in a dappled pattern across its white scales. Julie sets the creature down on her lap where it seems happy enough to curl up on her lap and be have its head stroked.]

I never really had a pet before. [The young woman says then, briefly pursing her lips.] What do I call it? I'm taking suggestions.

[A beat, then--]

Like, legitimate suggestions.

Comments

[kaballin]

What? He hasn't even met me. Tell him to fuck off.

[He's heartbroken over here about this dragon. Really.]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Snicker.]

He's right there, tell him yourself.

[kaballin]

Fuck off you overgrown gecko.

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Gasp.]

Poor thing. He hasn't even done anything to you. Yet.

[kaballin]

He's plotting. I can tell. Gotta nip that before he starts thinking he can prowl around Anchor like he owns the place.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Oh, now wouldn't that be a terrible thing for someone to do.

[But she can't help laughing, because whether he means it or not the entire display is incredibly funny.]

[kaballin]

He's your dragon, so it's your problem.