[He'd been visiting a friend, a fellow member of the Guild, but after parting ways he simply cast his gaze over the crowd. That gaze stopped when he saw what looked like a dog dude with a gun-blade on the shoulder.]
Is that a freakin' dog!?
[INVESTIGATE. It's what he was terrible great with! Have this guy hurtling in your direction, eyes wide and bright. But he stopped short to take in the sight.]
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Is that a freakin' dog!?
[INVESTIGATE. It's what he was
terriblegreat with! Have this guy hurtling in your direction, eyes wide and bright. But he stopped short to take in the sight.]Uh, yo...! Can- can I pet you?