GET A JOB + MEETING

[dallas.]

A... meeting. Huh, Dallas was unused to anything like this. Back in the little family like gang he had previously resided within, the closest they came to meetings like this were "family meetings," and they certainly weren't as big or important as this whole thing was. This seemed super official, and while Dal hadn't actually met Leroy yet, the authority in the other's voice drew him over at the call, the shepherd's paws carrying him swiftly over to the edge of the crowd, head tilting to one side. After the initial words to gather everyone together, Dallas was startled to hear his own name being called out, along with Johnny and Adelaide's. It was an odd feeling, being welcome so warmly into somewhere, but the canine found himself barking anyways, "Er... thanks f'the welcome." After that was just a jumble of information he mostly didn't understand. He didn't recognize the names of any of the returnees, nor did he recognize any of those promoted, but that could just be written off as him having not been here long. He didn't know who the hell Jervis was, but evidently he had been quite the dick if so many people were eager to see him executed. The Pitt stuff made sense to him, since he had been warned about them since he had first stepped into Tanglewood territory, but the whole mask vigil thing sounded... weird. That didn't mean he wouldn't participate, though. As Leroy began to wrap up the meeting with talks about weekly tasks making a comeback, Dallas made his way through the crowd over to Johnny, knowing the tiny rabbit would be lingering near the very edge of the crowd to avoid being trampled. Nudging the other gently with his uninjured side, he gave the pygmy rabbit a crooked smile, barking, "This 's pretty cool, huh? Gettin' welcomed 'n' shit? I feel all special." He kept his voice low as he settled back down beside the other, just in case Leroy remembered anything he had forgotten.