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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 21:55:39 GMT -5
"Alright then. Since we're here, you got to close your eyes while I get the treat, OK?" Henry said, his bright green eyes watching Garnar intently. No sudden moves should happen with the dog. But if something were to happen, he was small enough that Henry could easily do something about it.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 8, 2010 21:57:25 GMT -5
"like i said it better be good" he mutters sitting on his rump and closeing his eyes his head cocked to one side. Garnar was a dog that was easily trusting to people.
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:08:07 GMT -5
Oh, it certainly was good. Good for Henry to get the dog away from him. Henry's sanity was tested with this little flea dog. There. His box of stuff that he brought when he came. The things that couldn't fit in his suitcase. And it was empty! He had to put something in there to convince the dog it was a treat. What did Henry have in his pockets? Gum. Yes, for when he wanted to make the teachers angry, or really anyone for that matter. Still in a wrapper, he threw it in his box. "Alright, in that box is your treat. Surely you've never had it before."
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Post by Garnar on Dec 8, 2010 22:11:51 GMT -5
Garnar opens his eyes he leaps in the box happiy sniffing around his head down to the ground. "I just see some gum" he says confused "where's my treat?"
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:17:35 GMT -5
"Yeah. Enjoy your treat." Henry said, closing the box up. There was hopefully no way the dog could figure out how to get out now, right? Absolutely. At least, that's what Henry hoped.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 8, 2010 22:23:14 GMT -5
"but what treat?!" garnar calls out only for the box to be closed on him " hey why did you close it? I'm still in here" he calls out he scratches the flap/lid (OOC: what type of box is it cardboard,plastic or what?)
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:27:50 GMT -5
((plastic. so it's a lid.)) Run. A word that instantly snapped in Henry's head as he walked outside the room, hoping nobody would notice him, or Clopin wasn't around. The last thing Henry needed was to die by an angry boy. But he could come up with an excuse, right?
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Post by Garnar on Dec 8, 2010 22:31:38 GMT -5
"HEY!" he yelps out "James? Can you let me out if this is a joke I don't like it" he snaps pushing agaist the lid but to no avail
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Post by Clopin on Dec 8, 2010 22:36:30 GMT -5
Taylor groaned. "They haven't come back yet. Something is horribly wrong." she said, as she hung on tightly to Bob's mane. "Hey, let go of my mane a bit! Y'all are pullin' it!" Bob winced, as he stomped a pink hoof on the ground, half out of annoyance, and half out of impatience. Clopin turned to Puck as the two argued. "Be ready for another rough ride." he warned the other.
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:37:05 GMT -5
If Henry could give the dog to Helen, that would solve all his problems right? No. He couldn't throw her under the bus to blame. He knew her from his past, didn't he? Not all his memories were quite recollected. Hey, that was the perfect excuse! That injury he had that made him forget a bit. He could use that to say he tried to help Garnar with something, only to have the issues with his injury come back to him and do something crazy.
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Post by Puck on Dec 8, 2010 22:38:42 GMT -5
Puck nodded, hanging onto Clopin as if on cue. If he wasn't immortal, Puck was sure that he would have ended up dying from a heart attack due to Bob's rough riding by now. "Let's go find him," Puck saidly firmly, a bit of worry in his tone.
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:40:42 GMT -5
There, over there. There they were. Henry had to think of his excuse, and fast. Vision problems? Sure, that could explain why Henry put Garnar in a box, he thought it was something else. No. Injury would work much better, right?
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Post by Garnar on Dec 8, 2010 22:41:18 GMT -5
garnar let's out a muffled howl "can anyone hear me?!" he yelps out fear starting to set in for the lid had no air holes none that he could see anyway.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 8, 2010 22:42:29 GMT -5
Clopin nodded, and gently prodded Taylor's back. "We're ready to go." he said. The girl nodded, and leaned a bit closer to Bob's ear. "That kid wanted trouble, and in return, he's getting assassins. Let's go." she ordered. The unicorn gave a nod, and reared up on his hind legs with a neigh, and took off running in the direction James had gone.
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Post by Red on Dec 8, 2010 22:43:16 GMT -5
Did Henry close the lid all the way? He remembered there was a hole somewhere in that stupid worthless box, so Garnar could breathe. Henry could swear he could have heard Garnar say something. But was Henry losing his sanity, only imagining all this? Hallucinations? The next thing he saw was a unicorn, and people on his back.
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