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[el-vago.livejournal.com]

There is still a puppy dragging a possibly familiar looking sword aimlessly around the bar. He is looking for people who will understand his plight. People who might speak dog, or at least be willing to comfort him. He looks quite sad, and a little angry, if dogs could glare, he would be scowling.

Come over and help him out. He wont bite. Probably.

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[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random stoops and ruffles his ears.
"Andres, your body language as a dog is even easier to read than when you're human. How are you?"

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

'What is it that obvious that I'm not enjoying this joke?' He thinks at him snappily.

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random sighs.

"No need to be snippy. Come on, my leg is killing me. Lets get a booth."

He straightens, walks a few steps, and plonks into a chair.

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

The puppy follows, jumps onto a seat on the other side of the booth and sits there head barely resting on the table.

'what's wrong with your leg?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"I broke it. Well, I got it broken for me. I came out of the cast only a couple of days ago."

He presses his hand to the top of his thigh, massaging the spot.

"Hurts like a Bitch."

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

'Should it be out of a cast if it still hurts?'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

"Yes. It's just me using muscles that were immobilized for a bit too long."

He sighs.

"I have a cane I'm supposed to use. But it makes me feel like a cripple."

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

'It can't be as bad as feeling like a dog.'
*echoed sigh*

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

Random laughs.

"I imagine not. I bet you've had an interesting day."

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Wolf bustles about, trying to keep busy in order to keep his mind off of the disturbing note (http://www.livejournal.com/users/muddy_mutt/1426.html?) that he received this morning.

Spotting the not-happy puppy, Wolf comes over and crouches on the balls of his feet. ""Well hello there. Is something wrong?""

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

"Arf, arf". . . Wait a second ""yes, yes there is.""

*He wags his tail happily*

""You can talk to me?""

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Wolf smiles, holding out his hand. His own tail rests against the floor. ""Yes, I can. So what's up?""

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

He plops down on the floor, head resting on his paws.

""I'm a dog."" He says dejectedly.

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

Wolf rests his forearms against his knees.

""Yes? And? ...Are you not supposed to be one? Because that would probably be a problem, if that's it.""

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

""I'm not a dog. Well not usually. And no before you ask, I did not want to become a dog, and no I did not do it myself.""

*Sigh*

[notjustananimal.livejournal.com]

The puppy looks like it needs a pat. Wolf gently scritches behind its ears.

""I'm sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?""

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

""Unless you can change me back I don't think so. Oh, or make the bar give me something other than dog food. I think she finds this funny."" He sulks.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_queue_/]

There's a flash of light, and a man in shipknits is standing over him, asking "Who's a good boy?" in an extremely condescending tone.

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

The puppy is really not in the mood for this kind of talk.

He glares up at the man, with a look that, if you could read puppy, would say 'say that again and I will bite you.'

Yes the puppy can glare. He has been practicing all day.

He growls at the man a bit and stands protectively in front of the sword. Someone remind him he's not intimidating.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_queue_/]

Of course he can read puppy thoughts. He's Q. He frowns right back. "Bad dog! No biscuit! Don't make me get out a rolled-up newspaper!"

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

He hasn't quite mastered the art of rolling his eyes, but surely Q will forgive him.

'What do you want? I don't want any biscuits and I don't know what a newspaper is, but whatever you want, get it over with and stop treating me like a dog, you ridiculous person.'

[http://users.livejournal.com/_queue_/]

"What should I treat you like? A fire hydrant?"

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

*blink, blink* 'If you must. Just not a dog.'

He's not sure what a fire hydrant is, but it sounds dangerous. Like something that garners respect. Maybe like a salamander with extra heads.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_queue_/]

He shrugs. There's another flash of light, and a St. Bernard is standing next to Puppy!El Vago and raising it's hind leg.

[el-vago.livejournal.com]

'Oh fuck!' The puppies eyes widen, in a look of horror. 'You idiot what are you doing?' He barks at the dog, and backs away as quickly as he can.

Still not sure if he escaped in time.