Daimon Hellstrom (
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trans_92010-07-07 04:47 pm
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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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"Yeah. Got some new friends huh?" He crouched down to get a closer look.
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"Of a sort. They are better company than most of the crew."
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"Yeah, I guess so. As long as he or uh is it she takes a liking to Sam. Brother used to pester my dad for a puppy as a kid. He didn't think it was good trying to drag one along with us. Not with the hunting we do."
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