♐ fifty-sixth shot

[yeahihidmypants]

[Oliver is scratching his head. You can't tell that over the journal, but he's been doing it for a while. No, he doesn't have lice... just a puzzlement.]

Has anyone seen a dinosaur around? [Because, now that he thinks about it... Sansa didn't show up after the pirates thing.]

She's small-ish, likes plants... actually knows her name is Sansa. [Brains the size of walnuts, suuure.]




[Fred]

Don't worry, this is non-dinosaur related. I realized that we never got a chance to talk details about the project idea I had for you.

What with all the people showing up and leaving, and then pirate ships...

If you've got some time, I've got a project.

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Comments

[coy]

Can I pet her?

[yeahihidmypants]

Sure. [Sansa actually knows a few words and 'pet' is one of them, so she moves forward a bit and drops her head trying to get it into the right position for the attention.]

See? She likes it, even.

[coy]

[She laughs before leaning down to slowly reach out and pet the dinosaur]

[yeahihidmypants]

[Sansa nudges against the hand that pets her, very much okay with attention.]

Well, at least she's not scared anymore.

[coy]

Is that why she ran?

[yeahihidmypants]

It's the only thing I could think of. She usually stays close to my room, but I think me being gone and then the people trying to break into all the rooms. It was enough to set her a bit... worried.

[coy]

Awww. [She pets the dinosaur a little longer before realizing it feels weird to pet something... scaly.]

[yeahihidmypants]

[He laughs, a bit amused. Her skin is mostly leather-like, not so scaly, just like petting an old shoe.]

Yeah, she's been through a lot, but I've grown fond of her.

[coy]

[Which is still weird] Well, I guess you should take her back to your room, huh?

[yeahihidmypants]

[He nods, glancing around.] Yeah. I'll probably let her run around outside for a bit first.

Thanks though, for your help.

[coy]

Yeah, of course.

[yeahihidmypants]

If you ever need anything, help or... something dinosaur related, let me know.

[coy]

Thanks, Oliver. You too, okay?

[yeahihidmypants]

I'll be sure of it, Caroline.

[and he'll head out with Sansa who will be chomping at the grass... but not eating it. She's a weird dinosaur.]