PUPPIES! ALIEN PUPPIES!

[birthmural]

The battle with the Ohm was over but for anyone in hydroponics, there was no peace and quiet. The caretakers of an animal rescue had forgotten a number of puppies when they left. Daimon and Billy had no choice but to bring them aboard. And so almost a dozen young, alien puppies of different breeds and possibly species, were rough housing each other in as noisy a manner as possible. One of the puppies in particular had taken a liking to the Son of Satan and was licking the only exposed part of his skin in its reach, his ankle. Daimon stared down at it, frowning.

"Shoo. Go play." He shook his foot. The dog made an odd squeaking sound, and paused to stare at him before going back to licking.

[[OOC: See post. Onlookers not interested in adoption are welcome.]]

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[watchwith3hands.livejournal.com]

"Aw, poor little guys," Rei cooed, crouching down to be closer to the dogs. He was a bit surprised that they weren't really reacting to his presence. Most dogs tended to get a little nervous around him - not full-blown Terminator-type freak out, but they usually seemed to be able to tell that he wasn't quite right.

One fluff ball of a puppy (http://cache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/8/2009/06/340x_cj7.jpg) was racing around the others, hopping up and down and making a bark that sounded more like a chirp. Rei reached out to pet the little thing, which flopped over and let him pet it's belly. "So, what's going to happen to them now?" He asked.

[birthmural]

"Several have all ready been adopted by crew members. I imagine the rest will find new owners as well. You are free to take one, if you like." As he spoke he lifted the foot one of the puppies was sitting on and lowered it down, eliciting a soft squeak from it as the puppy pawed at him.