Dog vs. Antichrist Round 492 [Bendy timed before plottage, open]

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Daimon stood. His arms were folded over his chest. He stared down at his dog. "Sit."

The dog cocked his head to the side and made a chortling noise.

"Sit."

Some confused snuffling.

"Dog, sit."

Some distant noise caught Dog's attention and he ran off, tail whirling like a helicopter.

"DOG!" The Son of Satan sighed. "Stay out of trouble! Do not make me come after you." He would have chased after his dog but there was little use. Dog always came back safe and sound and all to eager to lick Daimon's feet. He was probably having fun with the other dogs Daimon had given away but whose owners had been since been repodded. He would have to work on finding new homes for them. Also on keeping them contained.

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All was well for about ten minutes.

Until a white streak of hissing and spitting fur decided to climb Daimon like the Matterhorn. Followed by Dog, who was followed by Nehaalista.

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"BY THE SEVEN-" His cry was muffled by a ball of fur. A ball of fur with claws. He seized the terrible creature and tried prying it off his face.

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[Stop that!] Nehaalista's "voice" admonished the cat, which was still clinging to Daimon's face for dear life. [Here, let me.] She carefully unhooked the cat's claws from Daimon's face and held the cat up and away from Daimon's Dog.

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Daimon's face was covered in bleeding scratches and he was fairly sure he had cat fur in his mouth. He brushed his hands over his face, feeling the damage- and then discreetly spitting into the back of his hand. Ugh, there was fur in his mouth.

"Thank you." He said to his savior before leaning down and grabbing Dog. "Bad dog! Very bad dog!" With his animal now in his arms, and looking suitably guilty, Daimon turned his attention to Nehaalista. "My apologies. He is usually better behaved than this though that does not say much."

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Daja's walk in the city had been peaceful and uneventful - until she found a very strange creature sniffing her feet. "Hello there," she said politely. She didn't know if this creature was intelligent, but since Daja had already met one very intelligent talking cat and a peculiar sentient blue creature, she reasoned that it didn't hurt to err on the side of caution.

And if it turned out the creature was just a creature...well, there didn't seem to be anyone around to witness her silliness. "I'm Daja. Are you able to understand me?"

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Dog just looked up at her expectantly, tail whirling faster than ever. He made a squeaking noise and pawed Daja's feet.

Nope, not sentient. But he was cute- in an odd sort of way.

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"No, perhaps not," Daja said, amused. "But you are a very friendly creature, aren't you? Whatever you are."

Carefully, she reached out a hand to pat the creature's head.

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Another little squeaking sound and the dog licked Daja's hand. ATTACK LICK OF DEATH! He may be a slobbery thing but at least he was friendly.

"DOG!" Daimon wasn't visible, but from the sound level, it was apparent he was in the area.

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Daja giggled softly - she and her siblings had had a dog of their own, so she was well used to their antics.

When she heard Daimon's voice, she looked up, trying to find the source. "Dog?" she looked down at the creature. "Is that you?"

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The dog made a squeaking sound then ran off to attack its master with LICK OF DEATH!

Oh look, there was his master now!

"Dog! There you are. I'm sorry miss, was he- Dog!" Daimon tried to move away from his dog's reach as he did not appreciate the attack lick of death. Unfortunately the dog was stubborn and refused to stop until Daimon picked him up. "Ahem, I hope he did not bother you."

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"No, he was no bother at all," Daja assured the man. "Though I must admit, I have never seen a dog like him."

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"Yes, I rescued him from Zokez II. He was in one of the shelters there. The dogs there were most unusual, at least by my standards." Now that Daimon was holding Dog, the pet seemed to have settled down. "Ah, my name is Daimon Hellstrom." He said as it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't introduced himself.

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"I am Daja Kisubo. I am pleased to meet you, Daimon," Daja said, bowing.

"Is Zokez II a 'planet'?" Daja asked, curious.

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"Yes, it is. It is the planet we were on during shore leave, before the Ohm arrived." Daimon set Dog down on the floor. "Behave this time."

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"I'm sorry to have missed it," Daja said softly. She reached out a hand to Dog. "I think I missed many things while I was away with GLaDOS."

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"Do not be sorry." Daimon stood back and watched as Dog went back to viciously licking Daja's hand. He sighed and shook his head before continuing. "Battle is never a pleasant experience." Except for his darksoul, but he was not about to admit that.

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"No, it isn't," Daja said sadly, as she watched Dog lick her hand. She reached up to scratch him behind the ears instead. "But there will be more battles in the future, won't there? Anything else...anything else would be too much to hope for."

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"There will be many battles later." Daimon nodded, his face blank. "In the meantime... we can appreciate the finer points of life, such as being licked incessantly by an alien dog." It was delivered so seriously and yet... was that a joke?

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Whether it was a joke or not, Daja's mouth twitched into an amused smile. "Life would indeed be bleak if we could not appreciate that," she said, just as solemn - although that amused twitch was still visible.

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Daimon stooped so he could put his dog. "There is something about them, isn't there?" From the way he talked, he almost sounded fond of his dog.

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"Perhaps it's the fact that they are always happy to see you," Daja said with a smile. She leaned down to give Dog's ear another scratch. "My siblings and I had a dog of our own, back in our world. Little Bear, we called him."

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"True." Daimon kept petting Dog. "I did not have any pets when I was a child." Not counting the stray cats. They kept disappearing- all part of the Satanic sacrifices he supposed.

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"I'm sorry to hear that," Daja said softly. "They are wonderful company. Even if they can sometimes be a lot of trouble. But at least you have Dog now?"