You like her? This is my familiar, Fenrir- she's a Hellhound. Say hi, Fenrir!
[The familiar sniffed at the phone a moment, giving Razor a nice view of the big doggo- he might even be able to make out the embers flickering across her fur, or the gleam like fire in her eyes.]
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[ He's trying to think of the best way to say it. ]
If can get here. Have to be able to leave.
[ So that means, clearly, that some people will be leaving. And, he's optimistic that this place isn't a permanent answer. ]
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Mean everywhere else is frozen in time or whatever, so things have to be pretty messed up to start with.
[By this point, Mukuro's familiar had wandered over to check in on her- the huge Hellhound settling at her side and nuzzling at her cheek.]
Huh- Fenrir, hey-
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[ Hello most single minded boy ever. He leans into the camera as if trying to catch a better look. ]
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You like her? This is my familiar, Fenrir- she's a Hellhound. Say hi, Fenrir!
[The familiar sniffed at the phone a moment, giving Razor a nice view of the big doggo- he might even be able to make out the embers flickering across her fur, or the gleam like fire in her eyes.]
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[ He's pretty delighted to see her. She's pretty impressive to see. He is quiet for a few moments as he observes. ]
Pretty.