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puppy therapyyyyy
Who: Chibiterasu and the bubble!
Where: The main plaza, or alternatively a less public location of your choosing.
When: Starting in the morning and lasting aaaaaall day.
Style: Starting action tags, but I will follow your preference!
Status: Opennnnnnnnnnnn
[It's that time again! A large pile of luxurious pillows, cushions, and bean bag chairs(!!!) is situated in the center plaza, all collected under a big banner toting the phrase:
~*~*~*~PUPPY THERAPY~*~*~*~
(Those in need of brushstroke training can come too.)
In addition to the pile, a small table of various confectioneries and treats has been set up. Along side it is a slightly shorter table lined with various balls, ropes, frisbees, and other silly dog toys. Chibi waits atop the cushion pile, looking as eager as ever. Come on! Let's spend the day doing nothing of importance.]
[If the main plaza is not your thing for one reason or another... For this one time, it's okay. Recent events may have made you a bit nervous about going outside, perhaps you simply can't, or maybe being seen playing with a dog in a public place is just embarrassing for you? Whatever, whatever, it's fine!
Chibi is also making house calls today.
Expect a knock on the door of your abode/hospital room/island shack/rock you crawled under/wherever at some point today! Upon answering you will discover Chibi sitting there, adorned in a big bow of your favorite color and holding a small basket full of treats you like to eat. How did he know to show up there? Well, we did just have a rumor week! Let's just say a little birdy told him to be at this place, at this time. For you.]
((OOC: If plaza: post as normal. If house call, put "house call" in the title of your thread! Thanks~))
Where: The main plaza, or alternatively a less public location of your choosing.
When: Starting in the morning and lasting aaaaaall day.
Style: Starting action tags, but I will follow your preference!
Status: Opennnnnnnnnnnn
[It's that time again! A large pile of luxurious pillows, cushions, and bean bag chairs(!!!) is situated in the center plaza, all collected under a big banner toting the phrase:
~*~*~*~PUPPY THERAPY~*~*~*~
(Those in need of brushstroke training can come too.)
In addition to the pile, a small table of various confectioneries and treats has been set up. Along side it is a slightly shorter table lined with various balls, ropes, frisbees, and other silly dog toys. Chibi waits atop the cushion pile, looking as eager as ever. Come on! Let's spend the day doing nothing of importance.]
[If the main plaza is not your thing for one reason or another... For this one time, it's okay. Recent events may have made you a bit nervous about going outside, perhaps you simply can't, or maybe being seen playing with a dog in a public place is just embarrassing for you? Whatever, whatever, it's fine!
Chibi is also making house calls today.
Expect a knock on the door of your abode/hospital room/island shack/rock you crawled under/wherever at some point today! Upon answering you will discover Chibi sitting there, adorned in a big bow of your favorite color and holding a small basket full of treats you like to eat. How did he know to show up there? Well, we did just have a rumor week! Let's just say a little birdy told him to be at this place, at this time. For you.]
((OOC: If plaza: post as normal. If house call, put "house call" in the title of your thread! Thanks~))
House call <3
But she just doesn't. Home is safe. Not to mention she was still on pain pills for her back, the numerous stitches holding together the deep cuts a constant reminder of what happened. That and the black eye and the still healing needle marks...
In short, despite her safety ensured, Rinoa's sticking to home for a little while.]
<3<3
Arf! Awooooo~
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Hey little guy.
[She bends down carefully, trying not to use her upper back as she reaches out for him.]
I didn't know you were coming by.
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You don't look too good, Rinoa. :( ]
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I'm okay. Thanks for dropping by.
[Still holding him, she looks over into the basket.]
You brought me something?
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Arf. [The bark sounds positive, he means it as a confirmation to her question. The basket is filled with individually wrapped cakes and cookies and the like, of whatever flavors Rinoa would happen to like most. He really had to finagle with the locals to get them to tell him what sorts of things people liked to eat, based on the food places they ate at before.]
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You're too sweet, you know that?
[With one final hug, she lets him down onto the floor before locking the door behind her. Paranoia still lingers over what happened. It may not do much, but it helps her feel more at ease, at the very least.]
Speaking of, I have a small mountain of sweets now. But these look delicious and luckily, I don't care much about my weight right now. [True to form, she brings the basket over and pops a little chocolate into her mouth.]
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He resists the urge to run around and explore. Y'know, get into everything, leave his scent there, and just in general mark another house as his. He can do that later, maybe on another visit when Rinoa is feeling better.
But for now he stays close, wuffling at her weight comment and trying not to look too hopeful about her sharing some of her "mountain of sweets."]
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Normally I would never give a dog a sweet, but I guess if you're a god it can't hurt. Wanna chow down with me?
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He barely takes the time to chew the small cake she gave him, wolfing it down without a second thought.]
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[The couch is just feet away, and it's plain to see Rinoa's sort of made it her den of sorts. There are a few blankets and pillows strewn about, an empty plate or two on the coffee table.
Flopping onto the couch, she pats a seat for Chibi to sit on as she sets the basket down within reach.]
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Then he gets up, spins thrice, then flops down again.]
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This is nice.
[It's an off hand comment made as she reaches for more of the sweets to give to him and herself, but there's a lot of meaning packed behind it.]
You know, I think you're one of the few guys in my life right now that I'm not mad at.
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Are you fighting with your friends, Rinoa?]
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Human males are stupid. They have to be big and strong and protect everyone, and if someone gets the best of them and people get hurt, they go on the guilt trip of the century and won't listen to reason.
[Huff.]
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Who are you talking about?]
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Squall, Asato, Johnny... heck, probably half the Defense Force thinks it's their fault that Riffael got the best of them for awhile and hurt people!
[She lightly punches her pillow.]
And I try to tell them it's not their fault and they won't listen!
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He sort of gets where they're coming from, a little bit. That guilt complex of "if I was stronger, the people I love wouldn't get hurt." They just need some time to sort through their feelings!
And friends like Rinoa to yell at them when their guilt causes them to make unwise decisions.]
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I get why they think that, but one or two of them are being particularly stubborn about it. Guess I better just let them cool off and then try again, huh?
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And if you need back up, he can be there too!]
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[Dogs are so understanding. It seems to be a universal trait with them, and that brings her a sense of comfort.]
Come on. [She grabbed another pair of sweets, holding one out for him.] These aren't gonna be eaten on their own.
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Chibi scarfs down the treat as quickly as expected (on average, 2.5 bites), he is messy and there's chocolate all over his face and he does not even care.] Arf!