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genessia2013-12-17 08:06 am
baconandsnausages) wrote in genessia2013-12-17 08:06 am
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[It doesn't take long for one person here, at least, to get a dog-entourage of varying shapes and sizes as they've been falling slowly from the sky. He kind of wonders if he has a magnet attached to the backside of the spell. But, oh well, he's surrounded by excitable yips, whines of complaint, all kinds of noises. And you have no idea how long he's been listening to them go.
He turns, holds up his hands and the group suddenly stops.] Alright, alright, alright. enough. I've been listening to you lot complain, bitch, be way way too excited about stuff, and whatever the hell else for ages. Just. Be quiet.
[They all sit down, some huffing, but not a sounds was heard. And he is relieved] And just so we're clear: I'm not feeding you, and there's not enough room to takes all of you in the car. So I'm taking none of you in the car. [Only, he'll probably cave on the feeding thing later and the car thing is just because it's not fair on them to only take some out.] And another thing-
[The moment the cat freezes after having spotted the group of man-and-dogs is the moment you know, and it knows, it is fucked. They all- Dean included- go ramrod straight and the heads all turn to the cat. And suddenly it's running as fast as it can, followed by a pack of dogs with Dean at the head also running after it with assorted cries of] You. you. I'm gonna fucking kill you. Come back here. You. You. You. [And random and varying assortments in between.]
He turns, holds up his hands and the group suddenly stops.] Alright, alright, alright. enough. I've been listening to you lot complain, bitch, be way way too excited about stuff, and whatever the hell else for ages. Just. Be quiet.
[They all sit down, some huffing, but not a sounds was heard. And he is relieved] And just so we're clear: I'm not feeding you, and there's not enough room to takes all of you in the car. So I'm taking none of you in the car. [Only, he'll probably cave on the feeding thing later and the car thing is just because it's not fair on them to only take some out.] And another thing-
[The moment the cat freezes after having spotted the group of man-and-dogs is the moment you know, and it knows, it is fucked. They all- Dean included- go ramrod straight and the heads all turn to the cat. And suddenly it's running as fast as it can, followed by a pack of dogs with Dean at the head also running after it with assorted cries of] You. you. I'm gonna fucking kill you. Come back here. You. You. You. [And random and varying assortments in between.]