Joint RP - Kyo and Gideon
Gideon and Kyo
Gideon
Slurp, slluuurrrp...... This was getting rather ridiculous.
Its lips drew back in a friendly grin - teeth glittering and tongue a soft pink as it licked at the male's ankle vigorously. Gideon had placed the groceries down by the time the drooly thing had reached his foot, golden eyes widening somewhat in distress as the stray tugged at his shoelaces with interest. Hesitantly, he stroked the dirty canines skull - mind trying to decide whether or not he should take it home, bathe it - definitely, and keep it. Obviously it wouldn't be dangerous... in all honesties, this was likely to have been the friendliest dog he had ever come by.
But then, he supposed he hadn't seen its reaction to other individuals... maybe he was a different story entirely because he was, like itself (in a way) a canine.
He turned towards the sanctuary, displeased with himself for having not brought a vehicle and instead walking because it saved money that everyone in the house had worked so hard to earn. He breathed in doubtfully, lifting the canine and hesitantly leaving the groceries behind - the thought to just order the thing to follow him inside had struck the wolf male numerous times, but he decided against it having realized that he was still unaware how this canine acted around other individuals, and couldn't handle if it ran after a sanctuary-goer in viciousness.
He slipped into the bathroom hoping to have been unseen, and began the long work that was ahead of him.
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It had taken Gideon about two hours to complete the task, but by three o'clock the dog was properly bathed, and even dried. Gideon on the other hand, was in need of both a bath and a towel - but the mental imagery of a warm cup of tea changed his decision immediately, and he headed towards the kitchen - followed by his new thoughtful companion.
... The shower could wait, couldn't it?
Kyo
It wasn't often he trailed out amongst other people. Not often at all. He'd much rather sleep, or write...but whatever.
Hunger had brought him out of his hiding place, running his fingers into flaxen tendrils, brushing them out of his eyes, for the most part. Stepping down towards the kitchen, the canine moved to turn the corner--and stopped, suddenly, at the sight of another. And a creature. He wrinkled his nose slightly--the dog seemed clean, but the other man, not so much. How awkward. Usually one would keep themselves clean over their...pet.
Shifting uncomfortably, he moved to slip into the kitchen, nevertheless, not wanting to go back to his room hungry...it always killed his writing when he was hungry or thirsty or sleepy.
Now, as said, anti-social. So the thought of running into the man, or the canine, for that matter, made him cringe, tail giving an irritated flick. His boots made slight clacking to the tiled floor, but Kyo seemed used to the sound, enough so that he merely reached the fridge to drag out a soda, biting onto the metal rim nervously, and pushed the door closed, so he could muse what he himself could make and hoard back to his room easily. All the while, he eyed the dog..then the man...then back to the dog, not noticing he was staring at them strangely.
Hunger had brought him out of his hiding place, running his fingers into flaxen tendrils, brushing them out of his eyes, for the most part. Stepping down towards the kitchen, the canine moved to turn the corner--and stopped, suddenly, at the sight of another. And a creature. He wrinkled his nose slightly--the dog seemed clean, but the other man, not so much. How awkward. Usually one would keep themselves clean over their...pet.
Shifting uncomfortably, he moved to slip into the kitchen, nevertheless, not wanting to go back to his room hungry...it always killed his writing when he was hungry or thirsty or sleepy.
Now, as said, anti-social. So the thought of running into the man, or the canine, for that matter, made him cringe, tail giving an irritated flick. His boots made slight clacking to the tiled floor, but Kyo seemed used to the sound, enough so that he merely reached the fridge to drag out a soda, biting onto the metal rim nervously, and pushed the door closed, so he could muse what he himself could make and hoard back to his room easily. All the while, he eyed the dog..then the man...then back to the dog, not noticing he was staring at them strangely.
Gideon
Typically, Gideon was thrilled to meet new people, ecstatic - but not now, not right at this minute. He could feel mud caking on his skin from his waist, beneath his claws, all the way up his neck and it was not pleasant. He stared at the dark liquid residing in his dainty little Pooh-Bear cup - and silently, he wondered why it was that he had grabbed that particular piece. Perhaps Ridley was a bad influence...
And then he felt it - a stare clawing straight into his nerves and causing him the desire to knife out his own retina. He fought his craving to turn and see what (or who) it was that was watching him, but his attempts were failing rather miserably.
And just about the time he was going to give in to his temptations, just as he was turning his head (his gaze); his darling newfound-stray-friend had decided barking and baring teeth at the stranger was the most marvelous idea in the world. Gideon jumped out of his seat at the threatening noise, wondering thoughtfully how it was that a figure of which was certainly smaller than his own was capable of such volume. Then he moved his stare upon the other hybrid, and it hadn't taken him long to realize Kyo's uncomfortable posture, and quickly tried to correct his mistake of not having kept his new canine compadre on a leash. But he didn't blame himself too much, it wasn't as though he even possessed one at this time.
He coughed once, ordering the stray to 'quiet down' with rather weak vocals that were merely audible over the loud barking. But its ears were capable of picking up Gideon's disapproval, and slowly but surely - the sound faded.
"I am..." he began, ears flattened and hair still a tangly mess, "So, so sorry."
And then he felt it - a stare clawing straight into his nerves and causing him the desire to knife out his own retina. He fought his craving to turn and see what (or who) it was that was watching him, but his attempts were failing rather miserably.
And just about the time he was going to give in to his temptations, just as he was turning his head (his gaze); his darling newfound-stray-friend had decided barking and baring teeth at the stranger was the most marvelous idea in the world. Gideon jumped out of his seat at the threatening noise, wondering thoughtfully how it was that a figure of which was certainly smaller than his own was capable of such volume. Then he moved his stare upon the other hybrid, and it hadn't taken him long to realize Kyo's uncomfortable posture, and quickly tried to correct his mistake of not having kept his new canine compadre on a leash. But he didn't blame himself too much, it wasn't as though he even possessed one at this time.
He coughed once, ordering the stray to 'quiet down' with rather weak vocals that were merely audible over the loud barking. But its ears were capable of picking up Gideon's disapproval, and slowly but surely - the sound faded.
"I am..." he began, ears flattened and hair still a tangly mess, "So, so sorry."
Kyo
Damn dog. Not that he could say much. He himself was a dog, but not like that mangy thing. Wrinkling his nose at the canine's barking and baring of teeth, a low snarl erupted from the back of his throat--eyes narrowing wickedly, just as threatening as the canine was pulling on him. He watched the creature quiet down, having the urge to punt the damned thing--but he decided against it.
Licking his own lips, he looked back to the man as he spoke, arching a brow and covering his fangs once more. Frowning, though, his eyes stared in the man's general direction--obviously studying him, flaxen orbs trailing down over his visage--then back up to meet the man's eyes.
"You didn't tell him to bark," he scowled, "Not your fault." One would assume he'd blame the owner. Not this time around; he knew better than to do such. The canine was just not trained well, if at all, so eh, partially the man's fault, but not completely. "...I didn't know the sanctuary had a dog," he motioned towards the small canine, who gave him a look. His tail swished, and he took a step forward, sending the dog into a stumble near its owner. He grinned--almost wickedly. Something smaller than himself obviously made him happy.
Blinking once, he set the soda to the counter, and slowly approached the man, almost warily, while his expression faded to mostly nothing, though a slight twitch from the corner of his mouth either hinted a smirk or a scowl. "...did you get mauled by it, or something? You look horrible." Had to make these comments...Kyo was a clean person, so maybe it just annoyed him that this...mess and a dog were in the kitchen. Boots ceased mere feet from the man, arms slowly crossing of his chest in a, seemingly, annoyed posture.
Licking his own lips, he looked back to the man as he spoke, arching a brow and covering his fangs once more. Frowning, though, his eyes stared in the man's general direction--obviously studying him, flaxen orbs trailing down over his visage--then back up to meet the man's eyes.
"You didn't tell him to bark," he scowled, "Not your fault." One would assume he'd blame the owner. Not this time around; he knew better than to do such. The canine was just not trained well, if at all, so eh, partially the man's fault, but not completely. "...I didn't know the sanctuary had a dog," he motioned towards the small canine, who gave him a look. His tail swished, and he took a step forward, sending the dog into a stumble near its owner. He grinned--almost wickedly. Something smaller than himself obviously made him happy.
Blinking once, he set the soda to the counter, and slowly approached the man, almost warily, while his expression faded to mostly nothing, though a slight twitch from the corner of his mouth either hinted a smirk or a scowl. "...did you get mauled by it, or something? You look horrible." Had to make these comments...Kyo was a clean person, so maybe it just annoyed him that this...mess and a dog were in the kitchen. Boots ceased mere feet from the man, arms slowly crossing of his chest in a, seemingly, annoyed posture.
Gideon
He almost took it offensively - but he probably did look horrible and there was no reason to deny it. "Umm..." He pondered on it for a moment, "No... not really. He's a stray that I found on the streets and dirt was caking on his fur so... I bathed him. And I suppose thanking me consists of a lot of snuggling while muddy and in the tub..." he stroked its fur with gentle claws, and golden eyes danced with delight at its pleased reaction to the soothing gesture. "Fortunately, he's been pleasant with me thus far and I don't actually think he would hurt of fly, so I'm considering bringing him home and telling everyone that we have a dog."
Its tail wagged in agreement.
"I'm sure Nzame would be thrilled. Hopefully I can leave the naming up to him."
Ah, but where had his manners run off to? "Oh - I'm Gideon..." he murmured thoughtfully, quietly. "My apologies for not having said so earlier, Mr...?" He rose a slender brow, trying his best to look friendly even though his current mood would prefer to make no acquaintances.
Its tail wagged in agreement.
"I'm sure Nzame would be thrilled. Hopefully I can leave the naming up to him."
Ah, but where had his manners run off to? "Oh - I'm Gideon..." he murmured thoughtfully, quietly. "My apologies for not having said so earlier, Mr...?" He rose a slender brow, trying his best to look friendly even though his current mood would prefer to make no acquaintances.
Kyo
Seems they were mutual with the lack of wanting to meet people. But, he had dug himself a hole...so, he sighed inwardly, and tried to erase the scowl from his features. Hey, he was a dog, but he wasn't like...that.
"Kyo," he replied blandly, the name slipped from his mouth out of pure habit, not really by request at this point.
After being told the--story and plans...he gave the other a strange look. Okay, now that he was filled in on the other's plans for the future, he eyed the dog at the wag it had given to the man who was pampering him. Frowning a bit, he slowly dropped to a crouch, setting his elbows to his knees. Fine, fine...he'd be..nicer. "I dont mean to come off as rude," he murmured, tone softening, "Long day. I think you understand," he eyed the man, and offered a taloned hand to the canine, not seeming to be worried about getting bitten. His own tail remained lifted off of the floor, giving a slight twitch beneath the long, platinum jacket he wore.
"Kyo," he replied blandly, the name slipped from his mouth out of pure habit, not really by request at this point.
After being told the--story and plans...he gave the other a strange look. Okay, now that he was filled in on the other's plans for the future, he eyed the dog at the wag it had given to the man who was pampering him. Frowning a bit, he slowly dropped to a crouch, setting his elbows to his knees. Fine, fine...he'd be..nicer. "I dont mean to come off as rude," he murmured, tone softening, "Long day. I think you understand," he eyed the man, and offered a taloned hand to the canine, not seeming to be worried about getting bitten. His own tail remained lifted off of the floor, giving a slight twitch beneath the long, platinum jacket he wore.
Gideon
"Oh, no. I mean - you're not coming off as rude at all..." Gideon replied gently, "There's no reason to worry. Quite honestly, you're - perhaps - one of the more friendly people I have met as of late. If I saw a person like myself, all dirty and with a canine in the kitchen - I would think he was homeless and run away..." Obviously, this was untrue - in all honesties Gideon would probably give said bum all the money he possessed at the time so he could get them off the streets and into a cozy home of some sort.
The canine was pleased by the offer, sniffing at the hand silently before lifting it's paw to rest on the creamy skin of the other. It's long, pink tongue dangled from its mouth thoughtfully as it pulled its lips back in a grin. The smell of Kyo's hand was much too tempting and lotion-y, and - in being so - the young dog licked at the smoothness of it gently. It then pulled itself away entirely and shook off, staring at the blonde with amber eyes that were definitely requesting any petting that could be offered.
"I apologize if I - in any way - made you feel as though you were being unfriendly with me, sir. It really is a pleasure to meet you." Gideon murmured gently, claws tapping against the table in uncertainty, embarrassment, confusion, apology. A complete mix of irritating feelings, but he wouldn't let them get the better of him.
Instead, he snickered, "I would offer you some tea, of course - but I doubt you want a dirty old mutt like me making you anything." A friendly grin before he rested his elbow against the table, and his chin against a palm.
The canine was pleased by the offer, sniffing at the hand silently before lifting it's paw to rest on the creamy skin of the other. It's long, pink tongue dangled from its mouth thoughtfully as it pulled its lips back in a grin. The smell of Kyo's hand was much too tempting and lotion-y, and - in being so - the young dog licked at the smoothness of it gently. It then pulled itself away entirely and shook off, staring at the blonde with amber eyes that were definitely requesting any petting that could be offered.
"I apologize if I - in any way - made you feel as though you were being unfriendly with me, sir. It really is a pleasure to meet you." Gideon murmured gently, claws tapping against the table in uncertainty, embarrassment, confusion, apology. A complete mix of irritating feelings, but he wouldn't let them get the better of him.
Instead, he snickered, "I would offer you some tea, of course - but I doubt you want a dirty old mutt like me making you anything." A friendly grin before he rested his elbow against the table, and his chin against a palm.
