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Daimon Hellstrom ([personal profile] birthmural) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-07-27 03:57 am

Then there were two [Fletcher, come pick up your dog, open to others]

In the days after shore leave, Daimon had his hands full. He had managed to find new owners for all of the puppies he had saved, all but two. The green urchin that always followed him around, even if he did not want it too, and another puppy. The second one, at least, did not climb all over him.

It was walk time and he strolled through hydroponics, keeping a close eye on them and hoping they would relieve themselves here instead of on the floor of St Peter's Basilica this time.
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[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-07-28 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Fletcher had almost forgotten what the Hydroponics area was like after spending so long in GLaDOS's grip. It was nice and relaxing here, even though his mind was racing with ideas on how to start up his food-growing operations. Work usually wasn't stressful for him; just the opposite.

As he walked about, looking around at all of the lovely plants, he noticed a man with a pair of... small animals. Puppies? A weird green one, and a more normal-looking one. "Ah, hello!"