07-25-2018, 05:40 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]//this is retro to his capture in the meta thread ofc i just wanna Post w/ my boy again
Church hadn't been around nearly as much anymore, though he wasn't around a lot to begin with. He was always doing something, since he was always being worked with patrols and gathering whatever they needed to work on their way back. At this point, he was doubtful that they would ever return, as sad as it was. Besides, he would be reluctant to with Caboose gone. He didn't want to leave him behind, even if he was an annoying idiot--and even if he didn't care about being a dog. Seriously, who wouldn't want to go back to being a human?
Speaking of the retriever, his disappearance had taken somewhat of a toll on him. He didn't like the other male, no, but he felt like he had lost what little sense of familiarity he had. Besides Tex, he was the only person he was familiar with. He didn't want to be alone around these backstabbing Freelancers and weird animals with powers. He was pretty much in a new world without anyone to confide in, he couldn't even really trust his own girlfriend after what she did.
The border collie stepped out of his room in the Observatory, peering about with glassy eyes. Exhaustion hangs off his body like a blanket, slowing his steps as he walks down the corridor, maw opening in a long yawn. He hadn't been sleeping well still, what little sleep he got usually being plagued by nightmares and flashes of things he couldn't understand. Nevertheless, he doubted he would be doing any good by sitting in bed.
He came to stand out in the middle of the building, sitting back on his haunches and glancing around. He wondered how much he had missed. "Hey, anyone around?" he calls out to anyone who's listening, his helmet rattling as he shifts himself.
"SPEECH"
Church hadn't been around nearly as much anymore, though he wasn't around a lot to begin with. He was always doing something, since he was always being worked with patrols and gathering whatever they needed to work on their way back. At this point, he was doubtful that they would ever return, as sad as it was. Besides, he would be reluctant to with Caboose gone. He didn't want to leave him behind, even if he was an annoying idiot--and even if he didn't care about being a dog. Seriously, who wouldn't want to go back to being a human?
Speaking of the retriever, his disappearance had taken somewhat of a toll on him. He didn't like the other male, no, but he felt like he had lost what little sense of familiarity he had. Besides Tex, he was the only person he was familiar with. He didn't want to be alone around these backstabbing Freelancers and weird animals with powers. He was pretty much in a new world without anyone to confide in, he couldn't even really trust his own girlfriend after what she did.
The border collie stepped out of his room in the Observatory, peering about with glassy eyes. Exhaustion hangs off his body like a blanket, slowing his steps as he walks down the corridor, maw opening in a long yawn. He hadn't been sleeping well still, what little sleep he got usually being plagued by nightmares and flashes of things he couldn't understand. Nevertheless, he doubted he would be doing any good by sitting in bed.
He came to stand out in the middle of the building, sitting back on his haunches and glancing around. He wondered how much he had missed. "Hey, anyone around?" he calls out to anyone who's listening, his helmet rattling as he shifts himself.
"SPEECH"