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Hector ([personal profile] petcromancer) wrote in [personal profile] cryptsleeper 2019-07-13 12:40 am (UTC)

[Hector stands for a moment, but when Adrian doesn't immediately return, he crosses the room and slumps into a chair. He crosses a leg, leans his head on one palm, saves his game and lets out a long sigh. It's been an exhausting journey.

Cesar spins at his feet, then leaps up into his lap. The cat settles into a warm spot where sunlight streams in. They wait. Hector puzzles over why Adrian would possibly help. People aren't charitable, not to him. They despise him, or they want something from him.

Adrian comes back with bags, which the animals sniff at with their usual curiosity. The hound ducks his head inside and snorts.]


So that's how it is. [He gives Cesar's head another scratch. It's just about the only explanation Adrian could have offered that would make sense to him, given that he's turned down the offer of forged workers. The man was in want of a dog.

He gives Cesar's backside a push to signal to the dog that lap time is over. Go say goodbye he wills the pup, but doesn't say. Cesar crosses the room toward Alucard, but gets distracted by the bags along the way. Hector rises from the chair.]


These will do. My friends will be safe. [He's already said 'thank you' once, and he's not saying it again. He nudges the animals aside so he can collect the two canvas bags.]

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