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[Hope's life has certainly been thrown into turmoil over the past few weeks, and there's certainly more to come. Now that Lightning's returned, and seems to have gathered her strength... he admittedly can't take his mind off his own problems at hand. He saw her brand—but what's to become of his?
His days, too, are numbered.
After a slumber fraught with nightmares, the boy awakens to find a more urgent, pressing problem at hand.]
[Somehow, by the grace of whatever deity is over this place, he finally manages to open the journal by his bed and paw his way into a video broadcast.
The screen is filled with a fluffy white puppy face.]
RUFF!
Um... w-what's going on!? Am I dreaming!?? Someone help! Lightning? Aerith?!
[Later on that day, he can be found sulking outdoors in the grass by the pathway that separates Community House #4 from the other residential homes, head on his curly fluffy paws.
He can, in fact, be understood if anyone attempts to converse with him. Translations are in italics.]
His days, too, are numbered.
After a slumber fraught with nightmares, the boy awakens to find a more urgent, pressing problem at hand.]
[Somehow, by the grace of whatever deity is over this place, he finally manages to open the journal by his bed and paw his way into a video broadcast.
The screen is filled with a fluffy white puppy face.]
RUFF!
Um... w-what's going on!? Am I dreaming!?? Someone help! Lightning? Aerith?!
[Later on that day, he can be found sulking outdoors in the grass by the pathway that separates Community House #4 from the other residential homes, head on his curly fluffy paws.
He can, in fact, be understood if anyone attempts to converse with him. Translations are in italics.]
Are italics translated?
Woops, forgot to mention that! They are.
[He gives off a whine and paws pathetically at the screen, which does nothing except give a great close-up of the little pads underneath.]
\o/
Don't panic, okay? Everything will be all right.
Re: \o/
[Okay, so that might be a little melodramatic. But he's a DOG. And he has no OPPOSABLE THUMBS. And there's white fur all over his bed!]
Why did this have to happen to me?
[He turns his head then, and a scratching can be heard at his door... followed by an excited bark. Yup, Baldr can smell his buddy through the door, and he's absolutely thrilled that they can now play on the same level.
Hope, however, is not.]
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An experiment? Are you serious?
[A puff of breath not unlike a sigh.]
Great... just great. How long is it supposed to last?
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A week. But you might change back before that. Cross your fingers! --Paws.
Do you need help? Is Light up there? [Leeeet's start moving upstairs, just in case.]
Sorry for the lateness. LJ kept going down whenever I had a chance to tag. ;-;
Still, he can tell she's already moving, so there's really no arguing it. Instead, he stares down fruitlessly at his paws when she tells him to cross them.]
I can't even do that. I can't pick up anything, either. How can anyone even function like this?
[Sulk, sulk.]
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As for how you function, well... Baldr does it just fine, doesn't he?
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[Hope lies down with his head on his paws. This whole thing is so crazy.]
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Looks like we need a distraction~
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Because she totally should.]What kind of game... [Somewhere between mournfully and sulkily.]
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I don't want to play with a stupid ball. I'm not a real dog. [A momentary pause there.] Maybe if Baldr plays too. I can teach him how to play kickball or something.
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