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 Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 2:17 pm
Harrison shrugged, bringing the limp unicorn in out of the rain, and having a seat on the now-damp rocks. He tried to wrack his brains for a lab inventory, but came up short. "I don't know if they got ones that are banana colored or not."
"He's just knocked out," he told Massacre, who seemed concerned.
Killer seemed more curious than anything, and kept nosing them both and frisking his tail. He went to pester Jordan, too, nickering at the squirmy, snappy reptile bundle.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 2:57 pm
Rep lounged in the dry, watching Jordan's escapades with the dragon with clear amusement. "Call it Bitey. Its totally loveable."
Massacre gave Harrison a serious look before seeming satisfied by this answer and sitting down, apparently to await any attempts at revival.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 6:20 pm
"Crap," Jordan grumbled. "I guess that means you're coming back with me, buddy." He tucked the dragon into the crook of his elbow in a careful wiggly-small-dog hold and fished around in his kit bag one-handed. "Either of you got a candy I can feed it?"
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