7 :: Video

[thatkindofcroft]

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like to request a female whippet puppy, please. It's a touch worrying to think about how you source live animals but if you could get her from a rescue shelter in my world, I'd be very grateful.

I'll need everything to care for her as well, please. [There is a list.] Actually - times two, for Morgana as well. Joint custody, as it were.

Thank you.

[Filtered away from Morgana]

[Lara's sitting crosslegged on the end of her bed. The room looks a lot tidier than it has in previous transmissions.]

So, Morgana and I are joining the Barge's number of dog owners, just as soon as the Admiral responds to my request. I've been reading up and I feel that I'm as ready as I'll ever be, but any pointers from more experienced parties would come in handy.

And obviously we'll need to start socialising once she's settled in, with people and other dogs, so any offers there wouldn't go amiss either.  Thank you.  [Though Lara is obviously going to be quite particular about who gets to play with their puppy thank you all very much 8|]

Oh, and I ought to say I'm sorry if I was particularly obnoxious to anyone while I was twelve.

[Private to James]

Not to you, though. You were a dickhead of the first order. [She sounds amused though.]

[Private to Morgana, a couple of hours later]

Can you come to my cabin after your shift, please?

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[megamind]

Oh! Oh! I'll be glad to help! I've had my dog on barge the entire time.

[ He's excited! Yay dog ownreship ]

[thatkindofcroft]

I've noticed. Yours is the Doberman, isn't it?

[Lara: notices all the things, talks very little.]

[megamind]

Yes he is, he's Angus.

[thatkindofcroft]

Angus.

Dobermans don't strike me as particularly Scottish.

[megamind]

Well, they're a German breed, yes.... but, uh.

I really like AC/DC?

[thatkindofcroft]

AC...?

[Sorry Megamind, Lara does not really engage with modernity at all unless forced.]

[routemistress]

Only tangentially experienced, but perennially available for dogsitting. Like ever. Claire and Chester can give me a reference.

[thatkindofcroft]

Thank you very much. I know I'll have to take you up on it sooner or later. Morgana and I are sharing custody around our work shifts, but - well, things happen.

I don't know that we've talked before - Iris? I'm Lara.

[routemistress]

That's me! I've seen you round and I knew you were paired with Morgana - I'm finally just getting to know 'er and all, after all this time.

[They're both very busy people. Lara will understand.]

What sort of dog?

[thatkindofcroft]

I've asked for a whippet. They seem easy to take care of and I didn't want to ask for something enormous as a first-timer.

[Also cuddly and adorable which it seems like Morgana would benefit from.]

[Private]

[lastrat]

Fortunately, that was the height of my reign of terror.

[Private]

[thatkindofcroft]

Thank God for that. I can barely imagine how you'd have gotten worse.

[Private]

[lastrat]

Petty crime would be my guess.

[Private]

[thatkindofcroft]

Well, obviously. I can just imagine you keying cars and stealing pick-and-mix from Woolworth's.

[Ha like James Bond ever set foot in a Woolworth's.]

[Private]

[lastrat]

Imagine with some difficulty, I should hope.

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

Why?

[Private] oops all this was voice btw

[thatkindofcroft]

Because it's on your way and I asked nicely?

[Private] aye aye :|b

[youwillgotohell]

[why never a straight answer (because you don't give them morgana)]

When I'm finished, then.

[And she'll actually show up, once her shift is over, to knock on Lara's door.]

[Spam]

[thatkindofcroft]

[Lara raises her voice a little to be heard. There's laughter in her tone, not least because she's playing with a little red fawn puppy who's freaking out all over her bed and generally being tiny and hyper.]

Morgana? Come in, it's open!

[Spam]

[youwillgotohell]

[Oh god lara already did the thing. She can hear the barks before she even turns the door, and she wonders if it wouldn't be best to just turn around and go back to her cabin.

But she opens the door and eyes the two of them, eyebrows inching up.]

Energetic, isn't she.

[bitteraftertaste]

You seemed more or less alright to me.

[thatkindofcroft]

I suppose. Really, the worst thing I did was tell James he was being boorish and that wasn't an insult so much as an observation.

[bitteraftertaste]

And it's generally applicable no matter what flood we've encountered.

[thatkindofcroft]

[She has to laugh.]

Poor James.

[bitteraftertaste]

He brings it on himself.