[Ah. Dogs. Between Seren and his preoccupation with the Institute he'd just bailed on for the afternoon, he's...well. Paying attention but not paying attention. Weird thing: John wanting to barhop midday. But he looks fine?]
You would think. But no, no. Accolades so quickly turn into accusations, and let's just say I don't really want to be responsible for the dual death star discovery.
[Rodney gingerly gives Seren some bellyrubs. Puppies outside of the bounds of photographs and brief visits are the most obnoxious of dogs, really, but that's not her fault.]
Good girl. You are definitely a dog. Maybe even a good dog.
But yes, I'm coloring in the lines for now. It's just. Excruciating. It's tempting to see if I can't convince more Natha tech out of Murray faster, somehow.
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You would think. But no, no. Accolades so quickly turn into accusations, and let's just say I don't really want to be responsible for the dual death star discovery.
[Rodney gingerly gives Seren some bellyrubs. Puppies outside of the bounds of photographs and brief visits are the most obnoxious of dogs, really, but that's not her fault.]
Good girl. You are definitely a dog. Maybe even a good dog.
But yes, I'm coloring in the lines for now. It's just. Excruciating. It's tempting to see if I can't convince more Natha tech out of Murray faster, somehow.