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crankycave2012-05-23 12:58 pm
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[from the pages—or rather, springs of Ranma ½, we bring to you. . .]
[today, there's a rather large dog sitting, looking very reserved while gazing at the sky above the Fussin' Overlook]
[the dog seems rather familiar: there's something in its expression—and I mean, there can't be that many white dogs with red accents who have two swords strapped to their backs.]
[the dog seems rather familiar: there's something in its expression—and I mean, there can't be that many white dogs with red accents who have two swords strapped to their backs.]
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Sei is allergic to work.
Even if it's rather a pretty work dog, with metaphorically favorable coloration and altogether a noble and philosophical mien; nope, still too work-y for a lady. Ffffffffff.
She pulls her pile of clothes up to a properly picturesque spot on the precipice, mentally elevates the dog to the status of an audience, and settles down to get some properly picturesque weeping in. It doesn't count unless somebody sees you do it, so maybe it's best this way.
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[it looks very, very worried, as it tilts its head and a low, inquisitive whine escapes from its muzzle.]