eleven ► a reminder of home

[gentleidealist]

[dictated]

Guys! Guys, I found Noishe! [The journal picks up the sound of excited barking and panting, the kind that comes from a dog.] If anyone wants to meet him, we'll be in the lobby. I bet there's a couple people he wants to see.

[A pause.]

I wonder how long he was waiting in that closet.

[Yuan]

Hey. I know I don't come to you about much, but... I need help with something big, and you're the best person to ask.

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Comments

Dictated -> action

[radiantwingedone]

... Noishe? [ Curious, and because of the barking, Duke is going to head down to the lobby without really waiting for a reply. He likes animals, okay? ]

action forever;

[gentleidealist]

[Lloyd is where he promises to be. Noishe, who is a giant fluffy creature that is most certainly not a dog, follows him around the lobby without a leash.]

-- and that's the kitchen. It's the best place in here.

[Yes, he's giving the not!dog a damn tour.]

[wilder]

Wait- he was in the closet?

action forever and ever

[radiantwingedone]

[ He definitely sounds a bit wrong to be a dog. Something about the weight. ]

Rare; hearing someone talk to a four-legged creature as if was another humanoid.

[ Duke would give an animal a tour too; only he can't see and it might be really slow going. ]

[gentleidealist]

Yeah! He was in my old room in the castle. He seems fine, though...

[gentleidealist]

[That voice sounds familiar. Lloyd looks up.]

Why not? Noishe is really smart! Dad talks to him, too.

[Noishe's big rabbit-like ears go up, and he gives an inquisitive whine in Duke's direction. Judging by the way he moves, Noishe is as big as a horse. Goddamn.]

[wilder]

Jeez...how did he even get here?

[gentleidealist]

Same way we got here, I guess.

I'm just glad he's okay.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke gives a short hum, tilting his head to the side to listen. ]

Again; have met few who would share that opinion.

[ And a bit puzzled - Yeah. Big furred, four-legged creature with... He has no idea what that motion noise was, but the steps sounded a bit like a canine.... ]

Sounds quite large... [ Does Noishe want to sniff his hands? Duke tugs a glove off and holds his hand slightly toward the not!Dog, so that if Noishe wants to, he can. ]

[wilder]

Yeah, me too. I've been missing getting green fur off my clothes. Colette's dogs just aren't the same.

[gentleidealist]

Yeah... Man, I'd better get started on a stable. He definitely won't fit in the house.

[wilder]

Yeah. [And he'd never be allowed in Zelos's attic either!!]

But hey with Noishe here, that's four down! Only four to go!

[heal_theworld]

Noishe! [Martel comes down the stairs into the lobby, smiling brightly. She came as soon as she heard Lloyd announce it over the journal.]

[soccerwhisperer]

You put your dog in a closet!?

Lloyd

[cloakand_danger]

I'm listening. I may ask you for some assistance in return, though.

[He was planning to ask for Lloyd's help with something anyway, so this is actually great timing.]

Yuan

[gentleidealist]

... Huh? That's fine, but I don't know what I could help you with. Guess I'll go first.

[A pause.]

There's something that's been bothering me lately. I want to help Joshua, but I don't know where to start. So I figure... I should ask you if you know where he is, or if you have any ideas about the horns.

[He means a lot to Colette.]

[gentleidealist]

No! He was at home and then... he was here. In my closet.

I'm not even sure how he fit.

[gentleidealist]

[Lloyd looks up at the voice, but the dog-- arshis, really-- is already halfway to the stairs. Noishe misses Kratos and Mithos, but Martel and Yuan are here right now. He whines and moves to nuzzle the woman, panting excitedly.

Lloyd trails along behind.]

Heh, I think he missed you.

[gentleidealist]

Huh? Four what?

[If he's forgetting Genis... LOL]

[heal_theworld]

[She hugs him around the neck, and then starts to pet his head, smiling widely.] I think so, too. Didn't you, Noishe?

[wilder]

You know- the Professor, little Presea, Banshee Sheena, Regal and- oh yeah, Squirt. So I guess that's five, ahahaha!

[Totally never ever counting Kratos]

[gentleidealist]

Oh...

[It's okay, Lloyd counts Kratos in his head. But he knows wishing for him is a bad, bad idea.]

You guess? I thought you were supposed to be good at math.

[wilder]

Hey! I know your math proficiency is low, but counting is not math, Bud. So what if I missed one group member?

[soccerwhisperer]

I wonder if I'll find my dog in my closet...

[gentleidealist]

You should check every night just to make sure!