dogwalksyou: (dog: innocuous >_>)
[Private, separately, to William Bush and Jesse Pinkman.]

I'm sorry for...startling you. I'm normally a bit more circumspect.


[Private to Morgana]

You know, we got so caught up in talking, we never did get to play. Not that it wasn't a lovely talk.

[It's not in the Puppy's overbearing eager tones; this is measured, and more knowing. It's an offer, not a plea.]


[Public]

[The Dog looks a bit abashed.]

If anyone finds any, ah. Floating sticks that seem intent on throwing themselves. Let me know, please.
dogwalksyou: (puppy 3)
[Spam, throughout the flood, in all areas]

[A little black puppy comes scrambling around the corner. Maybe she bumps right into your leg. Maybe she swerves to avoid you and ends up running straight up the wall, then dropping back down to the floor with a sheepish look. She sniffs you eagerly, scoots in circles. She never stops moving. Her shadow is shaped like many things, and sometimes the places where her paws fell shine for a moment.]

Oops. Sorry. I'm sorry. Hello! You smell interesting!


[Public, midway through the flood]

[There's a brief, terrifying view of red fire and black oblivion, and then it's just the pink-and-darkness inside of the Puppy's mouth as she releases the communicator, finally successful in her gnawing. She jumps over and around the communicator in dizzying circles, then goes low on her front paws with her haunches in the air, tail wagging in furious excitement.]

Hooray hello yes hi I am the Puppy or Kibeth also you can call me Kibeth who wants to play chase because I really want to play and none of my sisters or brothers are here it will be really fun will you play with me please please please pleeeease?
dogwalksyou: (Default)
Hello? Hello, yes.

[The dog comes into focus at an odd angle - the communicator is on the floor, between her forepaws as she peers down over it. Apparently satisfied that it's working, she yips in delight, rushing out of view in a close-up whirl of paws and tail and glimpses of an old timber ceiling as she spins in a circle. Then her face reappears, tongue hanging out slightly from her canine grin.]

Hello! I'm the Disreputable Dog. Or the Disreputable Bitch, if you want to be technical. Who wants to go for a walk?
dogwalksyou: (Default)
User Name/Nick: Isabelle
User DW: vibishan
AIM/IM: vibishantheshiny
E-mail: PM please
Other Characters: Anya Lehnsherr, the Risen Emperor, Marsh

Character Name: the Disreputable Dog, the Dog, Kibeth
Series: the Abhorsen books by Garth Nix
Age: She is older than the universe. Older than her universe, anyway. Her detailed memories only go back about a thousand years, though. She looks like an adult dog – black, mongrel, kind of scruffy.
From When?: Just after the conclusion of Abhorsen.

I lied! That's why I'm the *Disreputable* Dog. )
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