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I was under the impression that these cells were our own. Forgive my lateness is stating as much, but there are clothes in my quarters that are certainly not mine.

[Or belonging to anyone else that she's had in there lately...]

Feminine attire, would be my guess. And not from my world, either. If anyone is missing clothes, let me know.

[She'd be tempted to keep some of them if they were actually her size. Sob.]

Unrelated to that, I've a question about the birds that swept through the Keep... What are they, exactly? The black ones. There are similar back at home, but none quite like this.

[Alright. She's done now. ...Or is she?]

Ah. One last thing.

[And she scribbles on the page.]

V >> Pirate V33 is wondering where the furrocious beast has gone...

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:33 < *ac purrks up her ears at the last part*

:33 < *she has b33n furry busy on the hunt!*

V >> *Ah-hah! she says.*

V >> *V33 wonders if she can help?*

V >> *She also asks what is being hunted!*

:33 < *ac has b33n hunting the purrnicious quillbeast!*

:33 < *she is not furry furiendly*

V >> *V33 can't help but wonder what a purrnicious quillbeast is...*

V >> *She also wonders where in the Keep it lives?*

:33 < *ac lashes her tail and says the furocious and purrickly quillbeast lives in the outer fields*

:33 < it's a beast with quills like the ones you write with

:33 < *she says*

V >> *V33 looks surprised!*

V >> *I thought they were from a bird of some kind, she says*

V >> *Did you get any quills from it?*

:33 < noooo they're defurrnitely from a beast!

:33 < *she says*

:33 < and some of them got stuck in us! the quillbeast is furry purrnicious!

V >> *V33 nods her head*

V >> I believe you. Are you alright? Who went with you?

V >> *V33 asks. She's a little worried*

:33 < *ac nods furrvently! she is a furry furocious hunter after all*

:33 < my meowrail was with me! :DD

:33 < he is furry strong but not a furry good hunter

:33 < *she says*

V >> Meowrail?

V >> *V33 has never heard of a meowrail before.*

V >> *She wonders what it could be*

:33 < *ac smiles with both mouths*

:33 < he's my other half

:33 < we're purrfect complements!

:33 < i have to k33p him from getting angry or violent and he k33ps me from having fun!

:33 < *she frowns beclaws equius wouldn't know how to have fun if his silly musclebeast posters told him!*

V >> So he's your balance, then. You keep each other in line.

V >> *V33 thinks that is a very good thing to have*

V >> Does everyone have a meowrail where you are from?

V >> *She asks*

:33 < yess! purrcisely!

:33 < every troll has a meowrail yess!

:33 < but it's hard to be pawsitive if you've found the right one

:33 < or if you secretly have flushed f33lings for the purrson you think is your meowrail :OO

Tell me if you find one of my socks. It's still missing.

[Shame? What's that?]

You mean the crows? They're carrion birds, and they're not prone to exploding where I'm from.

[She'll just take that as a cue that they're not hiding what's going on.]

You left it, you lost it. It's my sock now.

[At all.]

Crows? We call them Keun. Carrion birds all the same, only the ones from home are slightly smaller and have green tips to their wings.

[Pft, whatever Vie. It's not like anyone cares about the differences but her. You can bet that she'll be searching for a book about Crows before the day is through.]

[There was no way Hawke was going to keep that a secret.]

Then I'll just have to take it back.

[Hawke listens but isn't sure if she's merely pointing this out or if there's a reason for it.]

We could always catch some of the smaller ones and paint their wings.

[She laughs.]

You're welcome to try. I can't promise you'll succeed though.

As for the crows, and I'm not sure it applies to here or not, but a sudden swarm is seen as a sign. Something big is happening or grand treasure is nearby.

[A message from the Gods, though she's not so sure what to think of her Gods these days.]

Then I'll have to try again and again and again then.

[Hawke always wins in the end. Just ask any of his friends.]

Treasure huh? Now that I certainly wouldn't mind. It'd be a nice change of pace.

[She won't say no to that.]

I miss it, really. For a time I was part of a team that did little more than treasure hunt. There's a lot of temples lost to the sands where I'm from.

[Hello nostalgia lane. Vie shakes her head.]

Where are you?

[She might scream yes though.]

Oh I understand that. There was a time all I wanted to do was earn enough money to get my mother's estate back. Now I have to keep the whole damn city from falling apart. That's one hell of a promotion.

Down by the kennels.

[He's never going to get tired of playing with the pups.]

[And she might have some issue looking anyone from Level 3 in the eye for a while after.]

Job well done. From all I've heard, you're the perfect man for the job.

]She bites her lip at the mention of Kennels. It's something she's slowly adjusting to. Dogs are better than cats, at least.]

Care for some company?

[At least one of them will have some shame then.]

That's debatable. Kirkwall still nearly collapses everyone month or so.

Always.

[At least if it's her, and he knows about her little fear of animals.]

I'll meet you outside.

[That way she doesn't have to be near them.]

It hasn't fallen yet.

[And she's on her way.]

You know you don't have to leave the puppies for me.

[She appreciates the gesture, but hates that she's wrecking his fun.]

Just you wait. They'll find something to send it all crashing down.

[After all it's Kirkwall, disaster is its bread and butter.]

If you insist.

[Though he didn't mind it either way. The pups were nice but Vie was, well, Vie.]

[It doesn't take her long to get to the Kennels. Vie slows her pace and looks around, trying not to give away her tension at being so close to the dogs. They were pups and they weren't clansman. No matter how many times Vie reminded herself of that, the old habit of caution never really went away.]

Garrett?

Just over here being mauled to death.

[He doesn't sound particularly worried about it though.

Just like he said, Hawke is playing with the pups. Most run around him barking happily for the attention. One in particular is chewing on his pants leg, but that doesn't seem to be bothering Hawke in the least.]

[She moves to the sound of his voice and arches an eyebrow at the sight of the puppy gnawing on the leg of his pants. Vie can't help but smirk.]

It might be cute now, but just think of what those little nips could be like when the hound gets a bit bigger.

[Her tone is playful. Vie is masking her discomfort rather well.]

[Hawke grins back at her before pulling the puppy away from his leg. It sits there for only a second or two before it goes right back to gnawing his leg and growling as ferociously as it can.

Hawke looks back at Vie and shrugs.]

My mabari could take my hand off if he wanted to. Even when they're grown they won't compare to him. [Doesn't stop him from playing with them though.

She is, but Hawke still knows it's there. At least she's getting better about it.]

[A dog tearing off Hawke's hand isn't really on Vie's list of things she wants to think about. She hesitates.]

Ah. That's...

[Great.]

[Hawke chuckles and moves closer to her, dragging the pup with him.]

Don't worry, he only bites what I tell him too, or anything that tries biting me.

Besides, he loved you last time he saw you if I recall.

[He doesn't focus too long on that thought. The last thing he wants to think about is how his dog disappeared.]

A little too much, if my memory serves correctly.

[The moment he's in range, Vie slowly reaches to take his hand in her own and give it a gentle squeeze. She glances down at the pup.]

Your friend doesn't seem to want to let go.

There's never such thing as 'a little too much'.

[Hawke gives her hand a squeeze back. He's grown to like this hand holding quite a bit over the months they've known each other.

He looks down at the pup on his leg and just grins.]

He just doesn't want to let go.

I beg to differ.

[She looks down to the pup as well, smirks and gives his hand a light tug.]

And neither do I.

Then I guess I'll just have to prove you wrong.

[He smirks and slides his arm around her before pulling her in for a kiss. The pup is all but forgotten now, and it seems to realize it as lets go of Hawke's leg and sits on the floor just watching them.]

I think I can live with that.

[Before she can reply, Hawke brings her in for a kiss and Vie does nothing to stop him. When they break apart, she smiles.]

And just how are you going to prove as much, hm?

What? And ruin any surprise? I don't think so.

[Plus he's much more the type to make things up as he goes.]

[Still smiling, she takes a half step back and glances down at the puppy before looking back to Hawke. Vie doesn't let go of his hand though.]

I think your friend misses you.

[She's got a lot better with dogs since she's met Hawke. If he likes them so much, they can't be all that bad. Besides, these aren't like the ones from home.]

[He doesn't seem to mind that at all. His gaze follows hers to the puppy watching them, waiting its turn to get some attention. Hawke grins and begins scratching it behind its ears which immediately sends its leg kicking.]

Aren't I popular then? Everyone here wants my attention.

[Don't think hasn't noticed. Hawke can still remember when his mabari terrified her. How anyone could be scared of what amounted to a giant puppy he'll never know.]

Wonder if it has a name.

[Video clicks on to a young woman in an a princess dress]

You got visited by the not so sneaky ninja too huh?

Clothes huh?

[Oh Kellos. What is that woman wearing.]

You as well? What was left for you?

I got a ray gun, turned out it had a owner.

[She still grieving over her loss. That was a quality ray gun!]

That guy got a laptop.

Ray... gun?

[What the heck is that? Vie's never heard of anything like it.]

So you think the clothes might belong to someone else then. It makes sense. A man named Zeke had boots from my world. They're not yours, are they?

uuuuh, it makes things explode. Well, that one didn't, it... Nevermind, it's complicated.

[She fails at explaining tech sometimes.]

God I hope they're mine. Have you seen the clothes they have around here? [Motions to the big poofie dress.] So not me.

What do they look like?

OOC:Any of her coats, sweaters, or over shirts would have a bunch of those novelty pins on them.

[That went... right over her head. Vie's curiosity is piqued, however, so she'll be off to the Library later to suss out 'ray guns'. For the moment, Vie switches on the Video function of her journal.]

I can show you this way, or you can come see for yourself. Room 3041.

[Vie holds up a sweater, complete with novelty pin(s) that Claudia might recognize.]

Does this look familiar at all?

My pins! My clothes! Something modern!

Be right there.

[No more swishy dress for her! OMG yay!]

[When Claudia gets to the room, she'll find Vie standing in the doorway looking out to the hallway. The clothes are on the bed in a neat pile, enough for a different set to be worn each day of the week.

Other than that, Vie's room consists of piles of books taken from the library and scraps of paper with notes in a foreign, untranslated tongue. She's a bit of a geek, really.]

[Claudia is practically bouncing down the hallway. Finally she can dress like a normal person!]

Hey! You have my clothes?

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[Not!Audio]YAAAAAAAAAY! YOU GET A COOKIE!

[Not!Audio] /NOMS COOKIE :D

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[Not!Audio] you're a ninja.

[Not!Audio] A ninja wizard with an eyepatch.

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[Not!Audio] /covered in Xhan brain bits

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Sorry this took so long but there was a scary clown above you post...

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Meep!

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