( Tiny now, this question and his voice, as he squirms around another object so the dog, sad as it is, cannot easily continue it's desperate, yearning crawls toward him unimpeded. The humming helps, a buzz like frantic bees, and oh, no, he's going to need to breathe again soon, and what, this can be fought from elsewhere?
Who is he? WHY IS THIS DOG HERE? WHY WEREN'T THEY JUST IN THE HALLS! He fumbles for his device, but fails to capture it for the moment, fingers thick and uncooperative. Maybe he really wouldn't have been able to keep playing his flute... or it had been truly horrid playing. Huh. )
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( Tiny now, this question and his voice, as he squirms around another object so the dog, sad as it is, cannot easily continue it's desperate, yearning crawls toward him unimpeded. The humming helps, a buzz like frantic bees, and oh, no, he's going to need to breathe again soon, and what, this can be fought from elsewhere?
Who is he? WHY IS THIS DOG HERE? WHY WEREN'T THEY JUST IN THE HALLS! He fumbles for his device, but fails to capture it for the moment, fingers thick and uncooperative. Maybe he really wouldn't have been able to keep playing his flute... or it had been truly horrid playing. Huh. )