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Current Location: outside house 50

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[Asch is in a really lousy mood so he's lurking around house 50, sort of playing in the snow, except it's Asch and he doesn't do that. :| So he's mostly poking around looking VERY GRUMPY. Bother at your own risk.]

Stupid, stupid...

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[Just feed her anything, she'll eat it. And indeed she does, sniffing at most everything she comes across. After a moment of this, she lets out a quiet whine, only because it's just too far and too different from Nippon and the region of Kamui.]

[Well, they don't have any dog food - probably a good thing because she's not a dog, not that Asch knows any better. The best he's got is apparently some leftover chicken from the last time he made stir fry. He's tempted to give her the fish but Guy would give him that woeful look if he did. The whine gets an irritated misinterpretation, though.]

I'm looking already. Show some patience.

[Did you just snap at me? Don't you snap at me. For that, she'll just wait for him to face her. Then he'll have cute little ink kitty whiskers on his cheeks.]

[Awfully ungrateful of her, considering when he turns back it's to put a plate of nummy fresh chicken on the floor for her.]

[Mmm, chicken. Om nom nom, we loves some chicken! And really, the drawing is because she likes you.]

[You are so, so lucky he didn't notice, doggy, because instead of kicking you out the door with no chicken he's gonna crouch down and pet your back. Good dog. ...Sort of.]

[Hopefully, she'll be on her way before anyone else notices, although she'd love to stick around and see his reaction. She has a feeling he'd literally kick her out the door, though, and she doesn't wanna deal with that. So instead of that, she finishes up her chicken (even tosses a piece in the air and snaps it up with her mouth), she wags her tail at him before looking at the door.]

[Wonderful, that's all it wanted. Asch refrains from sighing and heads over to open the door for her. The petting wasn't so bad but trying to interpret a dog that didn't talk was too much of a challenge for him to manage in a bad mood. Out you go, doggy. He might sneak a final pat on your way by. :|]

[Oh, it's not like she was trying to talk to you much anyway. Except to call you a Cockatiel. She looks back at him at that final pat, and there seems to be another smile on her face before she turns and heads out. See ya later, and do something about those kitty whiskers, will ya?]

[Oh, he'll notice them... eventually. Probably. Come back again someday, doggy~]

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