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blindedmewithSorry I didn't come over to see your new puppy the other day, Mr. Wright, but when I went outside, I found my talking animal. Or to be accurate, it found me, since it was searching and I wasn't.
He's a seal! He won't tell me his name, but he keeps calling me "my girl," and he must be very cheerful, because he's always laughing, and clapping his flippers together. And, um. Staring. A lot.
We've been spending a lot of time at the lake on Fisher Isle since our bathtub isn't big enough for him, so if anyone needs me, you should check there if I'm not reading the journals then.
[ooc: Rosalind has Damon Gant in the form of a seal. BECAUSE SEALS CLAP. He has a creepy stare and a jovial laugh that is quite mirthless. She is more weirded-out than she's showing.]
He's a seal! He won't tell me his name, but he keeps calling me "my girl," and he must be very cheerful, because he's always laughing, and clapping his flippers together. And, um. Staring. A lot.
We've been spending a lot of time at the lake on Fisher Isle since our bathtub isn't big enough for him, so if anyone needs me, you should check there if I'm not reading the journals then.
[ooc: Rosalind has Damon Gant in the form of a seal. BECAUSE SEALS CLAP. He has a creepy stare and a jovial laugh that is quite mirthless. She is more weirded-out than she's showing.]
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