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In the Park

Rory strolls through the park. Normally, she wouldn't be out after dark, but she had recently found a reason to be.

Ahead of her, Vladdie happily scampers along on his leash, pausing to sniff everything. And if one were to look at the bag over her shoulder carefully, one might notice a pair of bunny ears sticking out.

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*is coming home from the diner, looking contemplative*

Rory waves. "Hey Jayne. How're you?"

hey... howd the rest of the party go?

*pets the pooch*

"Pretty well. I was very surprised," Rory replies.

Vladdie licks Jayne's hand, and Logan pokes his head out of Rory's bag, glaring.

woah... angry bunny...

Rory glances at her bag. "Hey. Calm down, you," she says, patting Logan's head. "Sorry," she says, glancing back up at Jayne. "More like a pissed off boyfriend. That bunny is Logan Echolls."

*starts to laugh*
yer kidden me, right?

*reaches out to scratch behind the bunnys ears*

Logan looks disgruntled, and frantically twitches his left ear at Rory.

"Nope, not kidding," Rory replies, ignoring Logan's ear. "Happened yesterday afternoon. No idea how."

cute rabbit.

wish I had a carrot... *smirks*
you liked the glass thing I got ya?

"Yeah, it's gorgeous. Thank you," Rory says, grinning. "You didn't have to get me anything, you know."

*shrugs*

just seemed like the thing to do

Rory smiles. "Well, I appreciate it nonetheless.

Vladdie barks for no apparent reason.

*looks around, hand snaking up to the back of his pants where he has a gun stowed*

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auroryborealis.livejournal.com - 2005-10-23 04:09 (UTC) - Expand

Barbossa was walking back from Galactica Point, taking a stroll through the woods when he spotted Rory and the puppy Jake had told him about on the far side.

He smiled. The puppy didn't seem all that evil.

Vladdie spots the nice guy who lives at his house. The one who was kind of furry, like him!

Yay! Friend!

He starts running at him, catching Rory so off-guard that she drops his leash.

"Vladdie? Vladdie, come back here!"

Barbossa knelt down to stop the running puppy. "Who be a cute little blood-suckin' fiend?" he cooed at the dog when no one else was in earshot. "You be, that be right."

Vladdie happily licks Barbossa's face.

"Sorry! Sorry, Barbossa," Rory says, running up. "Little demon got away from me."

"It be quite all right, Rory." Barbossa tried to pet the capering puppy. "He be quite...fuzzy." He turned back to the dog. "Ye be growin' up to a righteous terror, won't ye?"

Vladdie leaps about senselessly.

"No, he won't," Rory laughs. "He's staying a puppy forever, because of the vampireness."

"Really?" Barbossa asked. "That be an interestin' little trait. What else can this fearsome beastie do?"

"Vladdie," Rory says, kneeling. "Show Barbossa how you can fly!"

Vladdie is still leaping about senselessly. On the last leap, however, he bouces up into the air and zooms around them in a circle.

Logan pokes his head out of Rory's bag to stare.

Barbossa roared with approval. "Now I do be seein' everything." He applauded. "That be quite the puppy ye have thar."

Rory grins. "We have Zero and Parker and...Jack O'Neill, to thank for that, I think." She catches Vladdie and sets him back down.

"You are very silly," she says to the dog, patting his head.

"Ye be the terror o' the air, t'be sure, Vladdie," Barbossa said to the dog, "And I be lookin' forward t'seein' what other tricks ye may have up yer doggy collar."

Vladdie barks, and chases his tail.

"He's terrifying. Really," Rory deadpans.

Barbossa watched with amusement. "Well, perhaps not. But he be thinkin' he be a terror. Wouldn't want to be bruisin' his wee doggie ego." He began walking. "I be seein' ye both back at the house, I suppose? With the most fearsome Logan bunny, too?"

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"Oh, definitely. Thanks for coming," Rory says, grinning.

Vladdie barks for...no apparent reason.

Rory suspects he might just enjoy being noisy.

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"Isn't he?" Rory says, bending as well.

From inside her bag, Logan gives a rabbity sound of indignation. "You know I think you're adorable, too," she assures him, sighing. "Both as a bunny and as a person."

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Rory makes a face. "Probably. Oh, um - did Tara talk to you? I think we're paired for the project in Ethics...."

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"Um. We're doing this...master and slave thing, where one partner gets to be the master for a day, and the other has to do whatever they say." Rory shrugs. "As of Monday, I'm your slave."

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Rory clears her throat. "Slave? I um, I don't mind, because like, you're really cool and I know you wouldn't abuse the privilege and all..."

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Rory stares in horror. "Hey! Don't - what - Chiana, what's wrong? You don't have to tell me to do anything if you're not comfortable with it. Seriously."

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Quistis was walking through the quiet, the hood of her jacket drawn up. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of the dog. "How cute," she commented, pausing near the two.

Vladdie barks and leaps in a very silly way.

"Thanks," Rory says, grinning. "Um, I'm Rory, and this is Vladdie."

Inside her bag, Logan kicks. "Oh, and this is Logan," she adds, shifting her purse so he can stick his little head out.

"It's a pleasure," Quistis smiled, pushing back her hood. Her loose blonde hair spilled out. She offered her hand, "I'm Quistis Trepe. I'm running the new book store." She looked at the rabbit the way a podracer eyed cheap parts.

"Your rabbit is adorable," the blonde murmured, a smile playing at her lips.

"Um. Thanks," Rory says, shaking her hand. "He's actually not a rabbit. He's a human stuck as a bunny for awhile."

Logan glares.

Quistis laughed, and pulled her glasses off. She made an attempt to wipe the lenses with a handkerchief, then gave up, tucking them into her purse. "How did that happen?" She inquired. Things that odd never happened where she came from...

"We're not sure...we were, um, in a supply closet," Rory blushes, "and there was this blue light, and...bunny."

Quistis flashed a smile, and brushed her fingers against the soft rabbit fur. "Rather sudden, huh? That's always rough," she murmured, looking at the bunny.

Logan twitches his right ear. "He agrees with you," Rory says, smiling. "So do I. I rather miss his humanity."

Quistis almost grinned, "You wouldn't believe how many times I said that about a friend of mine from back home."

Rory arches a brow. "And oddly enough...I've never said that before my boyfriend turned into a rabbit. Where are you from, anyway?"

"Balamb Garden...it was a sort of military academy." Quistis explained, "I was a teacher there, until... well, the administration was pretty corrupt. They told me I was too young and that I lacked leadership abilities, once they needed an assassination job done. I was sent to do field work, with some of my own students." She sighed, "I was only a few months older them, but...still..."

"I didn't mean it literally," she clarified, "One of my students - we'd all gone to the same orphanage as children - had changed a lot over the years. He was cold and bitter by the time we were close to each other again..." A corner of her mouth lifted in a slightly self-depriciating way.

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