Meet N' Greet

[cityship]

Part of the crew might be gone, but life on the ship goes on. In fact, new people have woken up and, eventually, they've been spat out into the mess hall.

Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?

Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.


[ooc: read before tagging, plz]

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[is-gud-dog.livejournal.com]

Bandit doesn't even skip a beat, and eagerly sniffs the offered hand. Huh.

He sniffs some more, trying to figure out if he's smelled that trace before, but no luck. With his nose unable to give him information, he looks up at the kind face of the young man who accosted him.

He hears food. Aaaaand that's pretty much it because the rest is like 'blah blah big blah blah food blah blah hungry'.

Bandit is all about the keywords.

? FOOD 4 BANDIT ?

[supertshirt.livejournal.com]

Kon raises an eyebrow just slightly, as he scratches the ruff of fur around Bandit's neck in that awesome scritchy way dogs love. "...And you can talk. Huh."

This is said as if it's not horribly unusual, however--because to him, it isn't. He knows a talking dog. And he's met a talking chimp. He owns a superpowered dog. His world's a little weird.

Kon leads Bandit over to the wall, where one of the eyes is at a lower level.

"You gotta come over here. It'll scan you and spit out a tray of food."

[is-gud-dog.livejournal.com]

He watches the wierd eye-contraption uneasily.

This won't be like the plantsuit thingy, will it Kon? Because Bandit really doesn't need that right now. Once burned, twice shy.

He tentatively approaches the scanner, which does its job quickly before spitting out a tray of chunky kibble in convenient plaque buildup-fighting size.

Let it be said that Bandit never wastes a second. OM NOM NOM NOM.

You know that Purina add? With the puppies who clean their plate dry under twenty seconds? It's like that, only with a bit more savage abandon.

Bandit really likes a free food dispensor.

Once he's done, kibble, tray and all, he turns once more to Superboy.

GUD FOOD. THANK U. I M. BANDIT. WHO R. U?

[supertshirt.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you learned with a superpowered dog with teeth that could cut through steel NOT to a pet a dog while they're eating, so he didn't with Bandit. As soon as the dog is done, however, he immediately starts petting him, with both hands, kneeling there and looking insanely happy about it.

He really misses his dog.

"I'm Superboy. Or Kon. You can call me either one." Now comes the ridiculous 'who'sag'boy?' voice. It doesn't matter that this dog can talk. Kon is just...dog-deprived. "Bandit, huh? Are you a good boy? I think you're a good boy. You said thank you and everything, didn't you. Who'sag'boy?"

[is-gud-dog.livejournal.com]

KON-BOSS. Bandit decides almost instantly; it's so much easier to say. And this one knows his manners, to boot. He lets himself get petted delightedly, tail wagging rythmically against Kon's body. He can sense the happiness from him, at it helps Bandit relax, as well. He presses into Kon and gives the young man a few heartfelt kisses.

DOC-TOR ROSE-ANNE SAY: IS GUD DOG. He tells Kon proudly. He may not be smiling with his mouth, so he smiles with the gentle easiness of his whole body, tail wagging and ears held loose. ? KON-BOSS PLAY W/ BANDIT ?

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

"Oh hell yes," says Kon, because he always has time to play. "Follow me. I know a biiiig open space."

Kon starts to lead Bandit out. They're going to the Sensoriums.