Daimon Hellstrom (
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PUPPIES! ALIEN PUPPIES!
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.]]
"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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And Zhin seemed to agree with her quiet assessment too: somehow, her eyes seemed to look through the blue eyed waterbenders' more thoroughly than most people. Katara kept her eyes locked with Zhin's a moment, and she felt a warm feeling, something like an invisible cord, come between the two of them, joining them together.
"I think you're right," Katara said softly. "She and I are bonded now."