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Post by Obsidion on Jun 20, 2020 13:29:45 GMT -6
He watched her, a little amused, as she circled around him and smirked when she touched his head. Well, that wasn't horrible, but she seemed a little gunshy, wouldn't do to spook her just yet, he needed to get into her good graces for now, he figured. "Yes ma'am!" he saluted her with a smile and a sparkle in his eyes. Cookie stared over at him for a moment and woofed under her breath. They hadn't been together for too long, but already she knew that look, and she warned him a little to back off, he didn't want to scare her off after all. The Vulticus then sighed and laid her head on Gelert's back, keeping him warm as he slept.
"Not a lap dog! But you can sit on my lap...?" Obsidion chuckled, patting the chair across from him, "Oh come on, my lovely nurse, at least let me buy you a drink for the trouble?"
[Obsidion: 8/10] [Cookie: 1 3/5; 2 3/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 20, 2020 15:02:25 GMT -6
Nadia would do no such thing! The suggestion coloured her cheeks again - she made a derisive sound and shook her head at him, like a mother unimpressed with her child's antics. If her family had known about her being spoken to in that manner, by a strange man, while travelling without a chaperone...! It would have been a terrible scandal. At least she could deal with it without being known as the neighbourhood harlot.
"Very well. A drink," She said as she took a seat, folding one leg over the other. It felt impolite to refuse after his insistence. "If you promise to hydrate yourself also. I am not convinced that you don't have concussion or something similar."
It did make her smile, to peer over at Gelert and see him so comfortable and happy. His little tail wagged in his sleep; Obsidion's company couldn't be too terrible if his sweet Vulticus had stayed with him.
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 20, 2020 15:35:34 GMT -6
Giving a chuckle, he raised up a moment and pulled out the chair for her before sitting down again and leaning back against the back of the seat. He looked her over for a moment, smiling at the noise she had made, and wondered just what she was thinking about him as. Obsidion motioned over the waitress and moved a hand toward the woman to let her order first. It was only polite, right? He tilted his head and ordered some coffee after she ordered whatever she would order and told the waitress he would pay (don't mention he was flat broke, basically!), and then settled back again. "So what do you do here, nurse? Do you take after every lonesome waif you come across?" came the question as he tilted his head, his eyes soft and proud when he looked over at Cookie, who was attempting to clean Gelert as he slept. She was a sweetheart and he couldn't imagine not having her.
"You know, if you're not sure if I'm unwell or not, then you can inspect me as often as you like until you're assured I'm perfectly fine!" Obsidion finally said with a genuine smile and a wink. He wouldn't bring up the whole thought that he had died once, it was the only thing constant in his mind, but how had he come back anyway? That was probably why he didn't remember, did memories stick with the... undead?
[Obsidion: 9/10] [Cookie: 1 4/5; 2 4/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 20, 2020 16:15:27 GMT -6
Nadia smiled at the waitress and put in her order - she'd treat herself to a raspberry lemonade, since it was a pleasant day. She'd had quite enough of drinking tea. Guzzling pots full of the stuff wasn't doing anything to soothe her nerves, so why not splash out on something a bit more fun? Obsidion's chivalry was much appreciated, and she looked upon him with greater favour, though she hardly hated him before.
"I suppose you might call me a jack-of-all-trades," She responded. "I would like to settle into a more permanent career... as it stands, I am still searching for the ideal pathway for myself. Unfortunately for you, I am not medically trained."
Not exactly revealing a lot about herself, but she was in a good humour. Much like Gelert, who was basking in Cookie's attention; he leaned up to lick her nose, appreciative of the care.
"You may be riddled with disease and I would never know," Her tease continued. "You're a poor soul to have me for a nurse."
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 20, 2020 16:22:48 GMT -6
Scrambling together some credits to pay for the drinks, he handed them over when the drinks were brought and then lifted his cup to Nadia with a wink before he sipped on it. It was warm and refreshing, something to help him wake up and stay awake, maybe something to help him remember things. Part of him missed something in his hand, but he couldn't figure out what it was... Fire, something to do with fire.
"I guess I've only seen a few things so far, but you seem like the caring sort to my eyes. Aren't there people here who raise animals for other people?" he asked, tilting his head. He sipped on his coffee again and then settled back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest as his eyes sparkled, "Oh come on, I'm not that bad, and I could prove it if you'd like?"
Cookie snorted to herself and licked the Houluh again, pleased when he licked at her nose in return. She liked the little pup and wished they could take him home with them, but knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon, probably not ever.
[Obsidion: 10/10 +1] [Cookie: 1 5/5; 2 5/5 +]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 20, 2020 16:36:25 GMT -6
The caring sort. Yes. Perhaps too much so - Nadia cared an awful lot about other people, and their opinions. Being on the wrong side of someone was uncomfortable at best and mortifying at worst. She seemed to have set off on a decent foot with this fellow, though... even if he was a little unusual. Most everyone's mad here.
"There are, indeed," She nodded, taking a long sip through the straw of her drink. Mmm. The tingle of sharp raspberry against the sweetness of sugar was a pleasant sensation. "I used to do that, a long time ago. As of late, I am... out of practice."
Unable to keep up with commitments, more like. Her paranoia about clients had been mounting more than ever; she was lucky to be from a monied background, otherwise her funds would have dried up a long time ago.
"How do you expect to confirm your cleanliness, hm?" A little grin, more genuine by the moment. "Cookie is doing an excellent job with young Gelert. Though you are not a pup, and cannot be groomed in such a manner."
That was good news for Gelert! He got Cookie all to himself.
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 20, 2020 16:47:07 GMT -6
"Just takes a little bit of time to get back on the horse though, I bet. It's not like it's something that can completely be ignored, is it?" he asked her, watching for any reaction to see what else he could say. Hey, she tried to help him, the least he could do was help her as well. "Any magic? Training? Breeding? I've heard those are all good jobs, and they pay well too from what I've heard," Obsidion offered, waving his hand toward the general direction of the rest of the Labs with a smile as he thought about everything he'd heard about so far.
Suddenly he sat upright and his eyes turned mischievous, a smirk crossing his mouth which disappeared as he attempted to look as innocent as possible. Leaning forward, his elbow on the table and his chin in the palm of his hand, he looked her in the eyes, and, in all seriousness said, "Well if you think I'm dirty, you could always clean me up..."
Cookie stretched a little and sat up, stretching out yet again when she realized Gelert might be waking up a little more than a sleepy lick. Did he want to play again?
[Obsidion: 1/10] [Cookie: 2 1/5; 4 1/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 20, 2020 17:26:30 GMT -6
Nadia nodded along as he spoke. Yes, breeding and training were very profitable, what with the contests and tournaments becoming so popular, but magic hadn't touched her life as of then. It was foreign to her. Perhaps she was one of those people meant to be tied to the earth - she did not hear the call of the otherworldly, and so far, that suited her fine.
"You are right, of course," She agreed. "I shall soon have to push the boat out again, so to speak. I do... well, I'm an author... well. I write poetry, and short stories. It is not ever guaranteed to bring me money."
Gelert was stirring after his power nap. Puppies ran off of mysterious energy; even once depleted, it came back twice as strong, and super fast too! He was squirming up and onto his feet, ready to play another game.
"I... um..." Of course, Nadia hadn't expected her words to get her into this situation. Though she was certain Obsidion was playing with her, she felt embarrassed under the weight of his stare, and squirmed in her seat. Her nails nervously tapped against her glass as she picked it up as a distraction. "I b-believe I trust that you are... perfectly sanitary..."
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 20, 2020 18:58:56 GMT -6
"Do what you love and the money will come," Obsidion quoted, lacing his fingers behind his head, letting his coffee cool down just a bit. There had been a lot of sugar and cream put into it, he wasn't the kind of person who liked it raw and black it seemed. With his eyes on Nadia, he watched Cookie and Gelert out of the corner of his eyes, however, and smiled when they started playing again. Cookie was on her back paws and batting at the air like a cat for a moment or two before she went back to her feet and trotted along, trying to race the little pup.
"Awww," he said, visibly upset as he slumped back, "But it might be fun! Besides, it's the only way you can possibly know for sure..." Shaking his head, he couldn't keep a straight face anymore and laughed a little.
The Labs was a strange place, he thought as he wondered a little about it, and maybe the woman across from him might have some insights into what he should do. "Any idea of a quick way to make a few credits? Since I woke up here I've got almost nothing, Cookie was payment for me picking some stuff up at a shop for someone awhile back, so I'm not even sure what to do..." Obsidion trailed off with a frown.
[Obsidion: 2/10] [Cookie: 2 2/5; 4 2/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 21, 2020 13:14:41 GMT -6
Gelert was absolutely no match for Cookie's adult legs, but did his best to keep pace with her, little paws working at full capacity. If he was going to keep up with Hael at home, he'd have to learn how to run fast! Practising with Cookie would be a big help.
Nadia enjoyed the sentiment of what Obsidion was saying, but found herself unable to subscribe to it. Art was terribly subjective, and... in the politest of ways, she didn't come across much of it in the City. The citizens enjoyed more physical, tangible pursuits, often involving their creatures. Though, maybe...
"Perhaps I could garner interest through our companions," She mused, as much to herself as to him. "Writings, performances, inspired by and featuring our surroundings. That may be lucrative."
Jewel came to mind. He wasn't doing too well for credits either, bless him, but he was a skilled dancer. If they could find the right market, they could be immensely successful. All it took was finding those circles.
"In that case, I would recommend the quest board. Those seeking help and offering reward will often leave messages there, and they can pay decently," Nadia said. Though, her chest tightened - what kind of a human being would she be to offer him some thin advice and send him on his way, in his compromised state? "And... I mean... if you need any assistance, or somewhere to go, then... I do have a spare bedroom."
A man in her house? She was sure her parents were rolling in their graves.
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 21, 2020 18:49:01 GMT -6
She tried to let him catch up to her, but it was hard for her to back down a little from time to time. So what she did was take off and then slow down to a trot until he caught up and they could play for a little bit and then off she went again. A bark escaped her, she was enjoying this immensely!
Obsidion smiled as she talked more to herself than him for a little while, pleased he'd put an idea in her mind, apparently. He took a drink of his coffee, the last of it, and then listened to her intently, this time not really attempting to flirt and see how far he could get. Quest board huh? Maybe that was a good idea... he didn't know what that meant though, so he could figure it out eventually, he supposed with a smile.
An eyebrow raised at her offer, however, and he smirked a little, "You'd let me in your house? How trusting..." However, his eyes were fond as they trailed over to Cookie playing with the Houluh pup, and it was obvious he meant well, even if he could come on really strong most of the time. Leaning back, he folded his arms over his chest and looked at her seriously, "I don't know if I'd be able to pay you for that, and I'd have to have Cookie with me. We've just been staying in those free Kennels a lot of people have, honestly. Be nice to be in a bed for once..."
[Obsidion: 3/10] [Cookie: 2 3/5; 4 3/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 24, 2020 19:03:33 GMT -6
Nadia stared resolutely at her lemonade, and focused on drinking it - it was disappearing at record speed as she processed what she'd just done. Invited a strange man into her home. Her house, where no one stepped foot except herself and her companions. Granted, it wasn't for any salacious reason; she simply wanted to help him out, and since when was charity a sin?
Her family would be ashamed. It was too forward of her, to propose such a thing. Still, there was no backing down now, and no way she would allow Obsidion to leave without being assured of his safety and health.
"I would not expect payment," She stated. Her tone left no room for argument. As timid as she was about the proposition, she was not afraid to stand by her morals. "You are more than welcome to bring Cookie with you. There is plenty of room, a-and... and woodland nearby, should you desire to walk with her there. I... I cannot bear to stand by without assisting."
If Gelert had known what the humans' conversation consisted of, he would've been delighted. Cookie was a swell gal, and he was loving playing along with her! Though, he was beginning to get a little friendly with her tailtip, chewing on it without a care in the world.
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 24, 2020 19:14:49 GMT -6
Well... he'd have to come up with something wouldn't he? Obsidion frowned a little and looked her over, "Well, I can't do much but agree then! Sounds wonderful, when do you want me to come over? I need to pick up a couple of things first I think..." A smirk escaped him, he had an idea, that woman had some new offspring she said she was iffy on, and who knew when she would get to work with them, so... It was only natural to rid herself of the temptation, right?
He grinned, stood up, and bowed, giving a glance to Cookie. She was patient, up to a point, and Gelert's vigorous chewing of her tail was that point. Cautiously, she nipped at one of his ears to tell him that was enough as she lifted her tail out of the way. While she was happy to play with him, almost near cannibalism wasn't really a good thing now was it? Woofing softly, she then attempted to lick him right in the face, as though to say she wasn't all that mad, really!
[Obsidion: 4/10] [Cookie: 2 4/5; 4 4/5]
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Post by Nadia on Jun 24, 2020 19:23:28 GMT -6
Gelert was sensible enough to know when Cookie meant business, and made a soft whine as an apology. The nip didn't hurt that much! It was a good warning, and had helped him to understand. He was happy that she wasn't mad at him!
"Oh! Gosh, um..." Nadia, in a rush to stand up, bumped her knee on the table; she made a valiant effort to grin and pretend that nothing had happened, and waved her hand, doing her best to distract from the ruckus. "It won't take me too long to return home, and I will be there for the rest of the evening, if you would like to drop by today. No rush, though, no rush at all! Let me give you my address..."
It hurt, to tear a page out of her prized journal, but she would allow it for a good cause. The information was scribbled down quickly in dark green ink, along with a last minute addition.
"That is, um..." Her embarrassment mounted again. "My... my number. In case you should need to... contact me, prior to arrival."
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Post by Obsidion on Jun 24, 2020 19:29:17 GMT -6
Obs managed a laugh as he watched her for a moment and then bowed again as she pulled a page from her journal, handing it over to him with an address and a number written down on it. He was sure he could find his way around, after all, there were signs up... and surely there would be people who could point him to wherever this address was pointing him. If not, and he got lost, he could call her and have her come to his rescue! Giving another wink, he pocketed the paper and reached for her hand so he could kiss the back of it lightly before pulling away again. "I have something to pick up, and then I'll be there! Can't wait to see what it's like!" he told her, grinning as he called over to Cookie.
The Vulticus whined softly when she was called away, attempted another lick at the Houluh, and then trotted after her human, licking his hand lovingly when she reached him. She hated she was leaving her new friend, but she had become quite fond of Obsidion as well, so she would follow him to the ends of the earth if she had to!
[Obsidion: 5/10] [Cookie: 2 5/5; 4 5/5 +]
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