Seventh Eight8all [Video/action for Saffron]

[8etterl8]

[Vriska's outside wrapped in a jacket, that is not nearly warm enough, arms wrapped around herself, and shivering.]

Why the fuck is it s-so damn c-cold here?

[In front of her you can see Marquise battling a wild Noctowl and having no trouble with it. After a moment she takes the Pokégear from Cameron who lets out a disappointed noise.]

So I keep seeing t-talk of all this Christ-mas stuff. That's k-kind of like our 12th Perigee's Eve. You decorate stuff, and generally everyone's fucking happy. Sometimes there are g-gifts.

Sounds great and all. [She doesn't look like it sounds great, but that is quickly replaced by a look of irritation as a yappy puppy comes running up and places it's front paws on her legs, wagging it's tail.]

Oh yeah, your stupid egg hatched Karkat! Most annoying th-thing ever. [She nudges the puppy idly, and calls Marquise back once the Noctowl's unconcious. She doesn't bother catching it. The Poochyena yips happily and comes back to jump up on his trainer again.] You'd also think it was starved for attention. It's reeeeeeeeally not.

[But well, it is another body, and she is cold, so after a second, she reaches down and picks him up, stuffing him in her jacket. Stupid mutt.]

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[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[She does take a moment to stare at the Lopunny sweater. Cute? Maybe. There are worse Pokémon that could be on there she supposes. Letting down the Poochyena, she hands her hot chocolate off to John as she slips the coat on. Much nicer than her own jacket, which is a piece of shit really. But it was cheap.]

Muuuuuuuuch better. [She takes the cocoa back, taking another sip, better prepared for how hot it is this time.]

Thanks John!

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! [He takes a sip of his own hot chocolate after handing Vriska her cup back.] So neither rain nor sleet nor cold temperatures will stop Vriska Serket's training regimen, huh? [Not that this surprises him at all...]

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[It really shouldn't. Unfortunately as far as Vriska's concerned you can't cheat the leveling up here. No one's told her about rare candy's yet.]

Damn straight. I didn't think it would be so damn cold out though. Mostly I just wanted to get him out. [She nudges the Poochyena with her foot again, and he lets out a little bark, and then goes about sniffing John all over. Who's this guy?] He's driving me craaaaaaaazy.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[Oh hi little guy! You're cute! So Uncle John here is going to crouch down and give you ear scratchies. What do you mean it has fangs and could potentially bite him? John is not concerned with these things]

Ah, well head's up it's going to get much worse than this as far as cold is concerned. We had a pretty bad blizzard last year. What's this little guy doing though, huh? [Aaaand then he starts talking to the Poochyena...in that silly, half-cooing voice that people always talk to dogs in.] You driving your mommy crazy, huh? Huuuuuh? Sounds like somebody is a siiiilly puppy.

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[What... the... fuck? She's just going to stare at John. For at least a few good seconds. However the Poochyena is loving this attention, and licking John all over his face and hands and anything it can get to. Good thing he's the friendliest little dog you ever met.]

Um. Right. Good to know. Colder. [She shakes her head. John is weird sometimes.] Guess I should get a warmer wardrobe at some point.

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[And here we see why John's team acts the way they do. This is how he treated them when they were but young pokebabbies. He does not mind all the licks in the slightest though, in fact he's just laughing and making kissy faces back at the small dog.]

Wouldn't be a bad idea. Of course, you could always do what Dave does and be a huge weenie and refuse to go outside in temperatures below 25 degrees.

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

Hah! I'm not gonna burrow inside for the duration of this lame, cold season. That's dumb! Weather isn't going to defeat me!

[Nope. None of this 'weenieing' going on here. Vriska is definitely not a 'weenie'. No siree.

The Pooch then puts its front paws on John's knees and barks happily, then looks back towards Vriska. Look Ma, I made a new friend.]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

That's the spirit! So what's this little guy's name then? [More ear scritches? More ear scritches.]

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

I haven't thought of a name yet. [She glances down at the pup, whose basking in the attention, tongue lolling out when he's not busy using it to cover John in doggie kisses.]

Got any bright ideas?

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

[Oh god Vriska why would you ask John of all people..........]

Hmmm...well you already named your Buneary Cameron. Let's see...

[Brb thinking of a Nic Cage movie that would have something to do with a dog...]

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[He's got better ideas than her.]

Oh! What about that one where he's a human mythological creature. City of Angels?

[Be proud of her John.]

[usedwindything.livejournal.com]

Seth? That's a good name for a dog, I think. [Aaaand the silly dog voice again.] Because you're probably a a little angel aren't you? Huh? Good boy! [And then instantly back to talking normally to Vriska again.] My first thought was National Treasure.

[And then his face curls into a wicked smile.] So City of Angels, hmm? Sounds like someone ended up watching more than just Con Air, didn't they? [Though yes, he is proud of you, Vriska. So PROUD.]

[8etterl8.livejournal.com]

[The newly christened Seth is happy with his new name and barks hopping back and forth between John and Vriska. She nudges him with her foot again, but lightly.]

I miiiiiiight have watched a few others. What can I say, your rugged Cage human is appealing.