[ Pickles now has a device hanging off the strap around his neck, and that's about all that's different... except the ink thing, but he isn't aware of that just yet. He's just toddling here and there around the campsite. Local dog sees someone with the same arcana and toddles over to him, giving him a soft bark. ]
But Geto peers at the dog, trying to remember that he's... not just a dog. He probably smells like dirt, sweat, and blood. The need for a shower is dire. ]
[ His head seems to move up and down a little as Pickles sits on the ground. Despite the blood smell, he doesn't seem to be on guard or wary of Geto. ]
[ You know, the usual zombification that he and the rest of the group has. He has a lot of white patches of fur than before, fur that lost its shine, and his indigo eyes look dead. ]
[ Pickles accepts the hug. The dog is so cold and stiff like a corpse, but he is still very much alive here. He tries to move his head in a way that humans do when they want to bury their face into something because they're sad. ]
He buries his little wet nose against Geto, and they can just embrace for a little while... Eventually Geto will sit down on the ground, stretching out his legs and patting them if Pickles wants to rest his head there. ]
Pickles rests his head on Geto's legs and does a little doggy sigh. ]
Woo...
[ The puppy says the first person that it found was Alfyn, but before that, it had been a very long time. The puppy asks what happened with you as well. ]
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Woof.
[ What does he smell like? ]
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But Geto peers at the dog, trying to remember that he's... not just a dog. He probably smells like dirt, sweat, and blood. The need for a shower is dire. ]
Hey. You can talk... right?
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Pickles stares at Geto after sniffing and backing up a bit. He whines and the little device crackles to life.
The puppy is tired of smelling metal from everyone. ]
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Metal? You mean blood?
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[ His head seems to move up and down a little as Pickles sits on the ground. Despite the blood smell, he doesn't seem to be on guard or wary of Geto. ]
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Looks at him, unsure. ]
Is there a smell you like?
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Woo.
[ The puppy prefers the smell of his home. ]
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What's it like?
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[ The puppy says it is a smell that invites security and comfort. ]
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Maybe we could get you a blanket that smells like that?
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The puppy wonders if you intended on giving it something from the start. ]
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Well, not from the very start. But something to help with all the unpleasant smells...
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The puppy appreciates your assistance. ]
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So, you want to look?
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Pickles wonders what Geto has for him, so his tail wags in anticipation. He would like to see, yes. ]
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I think the house had blankets.
[ Off they go!! ]
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w1 thursday
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Goes over to see how he looks. ]
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Woof.
[ The puppy asks how you are doing. ]
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I'm okay, someone healed my throat.
[ He pauses. ]
Pickles... I'm sorry. For attacking you all.
... I'm just. Sorry.
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[ Pickles awkwardly turns around to nuzzle into Geto's hand.
The puppy says it was very close to attacking other people upon return, so it understands. ]
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Why was that? What happened while we were separated?
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The puppy returned to its home, but its owner betrayed and chased it out and the people in the entire city hated the puppy. ]
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... That sucks. I'm sorry. [ UGH ] It wasn't real. I... think, anyway.
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He buries his little wet nose against Geto, and they can just embrace for a little while... Eventually Geto will sit down on the ground, stretching out his legs and patting them if Pickles wants to rest his head there. ]
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Pickles rests his head on Geto's legs and does a little doggy sigh. ]
Woo...
[ The puppy says the first person that it found was Alfyn, but before that, it had been a very long time. The puppy asks what happened with you as well. ]
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After we died? I woke up near the tree again, but I was an undead. The city was full of people again and they tried to kill me for being a monster.
I didn't see anyone else until the four of us came back together.
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Woof...
[ The puppy says they are like the undead now too. ]
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[ He holds his other hand to his own chest, feeling the lack of heartbeat. ]
Do you still feel her in your head?
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The puppy says he sees her sometimes out in the open, but no one else can. ]
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... Yeah. I can hear her heartbeat in my head sometimes.