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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:26 pm
Christof gave an anxious whine, brows knit. There were... so many of them! But... at least as the puppies settled into their bucket in a heap of sleepy fluff, even the Igor couldn't argue cuteness levels.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:30 pm
Calder whispered a low "awww" before placing a hand on Christof's shoulder. "It's not going to be easy, but I have faith that you'll be a good owner. Life is precious after all." He said, smiling.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:32 pm
"Hmmmmmmk." Came Christof's anxious response, glancing sideways to his row of sharp implements.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:37 pm
Calder hit him over the head. "No! These pups are fragile and not undead. You can't go poking and prodding them with sharp things. You have to be gentle, caring, and make sure they are safe from sharp things. Think of them like.....balloons that could pop. You need to protect them and keep them safe from sharp pointy things. Okay?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:38 pm
Another anxious whine. Gentle was not part of Christof's patchwork makeup.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 12:44 pm
"You can do it. I know you can." He patted Christof on the head like a good boy. "I'll check in to make sure they are being taken care of. Remember that they aren't undead. They need fed and cleaned but don't drown them. Make sure Scruff doesn't eat them or any of your other pets harm them. Text me if you need help. Oh, and make sure they are kept warm but not hot. The little bundles are huddling together for warmth. So don't suffocate them with a blanket either. Okay?" Calder wanted to make sure a undead understood simple living needs.
The kelpie headed over to the door.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 6:51 pm
Another anxious whine. Gentle was not part of Christof's patchwork makeup.
But he was not an Igor to turn down Instructions.
He nodded stiffly, gingerly poking the pup-filled bin with a toe of his boot.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 7:13 pm
Calder knelt down to look inside the bin that Christof was nudging. "Good bye little scarling pups. You be good for your Daddy Christof and don't give him any trouble. Also, watch out for your Mommy because she wants to eat you." He petted them all and then set the blanket over them so they could stay warm. The undead dorms were not known for being cozy.
Rising, he looked at Christof's worried expression before leaning over and hugging him (even if the Igor would probably throw him off). "Thanks for talking to me, Christof. You be a good Daddy now." And he quickly released before moving to the door. "I'll talk to Barth about all this. Byyyyeeeeee." And with that, Calder was gone.
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