Detective Rosa Diaz (
died8yearsago) wrote2018-03-25 12:52 pm
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Outside MHA; Sunday Afternoon [03/27].
Snowbound with a new puppy and no electricity.
Yeah, Rosa's weekend was great, how was yours?
Arlo 2 was restless as hell, dancing and prancing in front of the balcony windows, barking and wagging her tail when she looked eagerly at Rosa and barked again, pranced, put her paws up on the window, pranced some more.
"Trust me, girl," Rosa informed her. "You do not want to go out there."
...but then she started to whine. The barking, the prancing, Rosa could handle. But once that stupid little dog plopped her stupid little butt down and gave her the largest, saddest eyes ever and started to whimper...
"Goddammit."
Rosa got up, reaching for a sweater. And a hoodie. And a coat. "Okay," she said, then reaching for the leash, "but remember. I warned you."
So she and the dog were going outside, the dog practically ready to explode from excitement, and almost the exact moment they stepped outside, Arlo 2 made a break for the large embankment of snow that had collected right outside the door. And, just as quickly as she'd jumped into it, Arlo 2 learned a very important lesson that snow was a whole hell of a lot colder and wetter and softer than it initially looked.
And a puppy-shaped hole in the otherwise perfectly rounded snowbank was the funniest thing Rosa had seen in a while. She didn't even feel bad for laughing, until that first whimper and the sound of struggle came from deep within the hole. "Alright, alright, you big dummy," she said lovingly, as she waded into the bank to try to help her out. "Lesson learned."
Funny thing, though, about snow and wiggling puppies. They could even take a former ballerina and current sort-of ninja down with surprising ease, and a few seconds later, there was a Rosa-shaped hole in the snow as well and she had a newfound sympathy for how difficult it had been for Arlo 2 to get out.
Yup. Great weekend. At one point, Rosa just stopped trying to get up out of the snowbank for a moment and just stared at the sky, hating everything.
[[and, yeah, it's open. And she's out of the snow, but still hanging out freezing to death because her dog is a dork and still playing in it ]]
Yeah, Rosa's weekend was great, how was yours?
Arlo 2 was restless as hell, dancing and prancing in front of the balcony windows, barking and wagging her tail when she looked eagerly at Rosa and barked again, pranced, put her paws up on the window, pranced some more.
"Trust me, girl," Rosa informed her. "You do not want to go out there."
...but then she started to whine. The barking, the prancing, Rosa could handle. But once that stupid little dog plopped her stupid little butt down and gave her the largest, saddest eyes ever and started to whimper...
"Goddammit."
Rosa got up, reaching for a sweater. And a hoodie. And a coat. "Okay," she said, then reaching for the leash, "but remember. I warned you."
So she and the dog were going outside, the dog practically ready to explode from excitement, and almost the exact moment they stepped outside, Arlo 2 made a break for the large embankment of snow that had collected right outside the door. And, just as quickly as she'd jumped into it, Arlo 2 learned a very important lesson that snow was a whole hell of a lot colder and wetter and softer than it initially looked.
And a puppy-shaped hole in the otherwise perfectly rounded snowbank was the funniest thing Rosa had seen in a while. She didn't even feel bad for laughing, until that first whimper and the sound of struggle came from deep within the hole. "Alright, alright, you big dummy," she said lovingly, as she waded into the bank to try to help her out. "Lesson learned."
Funny thing, though, about snow and wiggling puppies. They could even take a former ballerina and current sort-of ninja down with surprising ease, and a few seconds later, there was a Rosa-shaped hole in the snow as well and she had a newfound sympathy for how difficult it had been for Arlo 2 to get out.
Yup. Great weekend. At one point, Rosa just stopped trying to get up out of the snowbank for a moment and just stared at the sky, hating everything.
[[and, yeah, it's open. And she's out of the snow, but still hanging out freezing to death because her dog is a dork and still playing in it ]]
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To his relief, the island had provided the place with a fireplace, which it had caged off thoroughly in order to avoid any animal-related fire incidents, and none of the tanks had so much as wavered in temperature. The birds seemed to be doing fine. The chickens on the roof were... well. They were cranky but otherwise fine themselves.
And Zack, who had gone outside in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, was now stopping to kind of blink at the pair in the snowbank. He was pretty sure most people didn't generally go outside in weather like this to sit in those, but hey, what did he know? He'd been raised in a jungle.
"Is that comfortable?" Girl trotted over to sniff at Rosa's feet. "Or would you like a hand getting out of there?"
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And then leaped up out of the snowbank, no problem, to say hello, hello, hello.
Leaving Rosa to grunt, wondering if Arlo 2 could have pulled that off the whole time or if she was only able to finally get out at Rosa's expense.
"And, yes," she added, though it pained her so, "I would like some help."
Two arms shot out of the Rosa-shaped hole expectantly.
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Zack, meanwhile, smiled faintly as he reached forward and hauled Rosa out of the hole with minimum effort. She didn't weigh anything anywhere near what the sword he swung around one-handed did. The benefits of the SOLDIER treatment at work.
"There you go," he said, not letting go until he was sure she had found a foothold. "Upright."
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"Thanks," said Rosa, as she begun what would be the very long process of brushing snow off her arms, out of her hair, off her ass, "I appreciate it."
She honestly didn't want to think about how long she'd be stuck there if he hadn't come around.
"Hey, aren't you that dude from the pet shop?"
And that's when Arlo 2 jumped right back into the snowbank, with the same amount of vigor as the first time, and the same overwhelming sense of regret and despair once she remembered that snow wasn't really all that great, and Rosa was going to need a moment over here.
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So now there was a third dog-shaped hole in the snow, though Girl didn't seem quite so bothered by it as she snuffled and bunny-hopped her way over to go fetch the puppy.
"She really takes to the snow, huh? I guess this is her first time really getting to play in it."
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She shook her head, glancing back just in time to see Arlo 2's adorable stupid head pop out of the snow, tongue hanging as she panted cutely.
"She is going to catch a cold, isn't she?"
And the constant sneezes were going to be too cute to freaking handle.
"My whole next week is going to be puppy snot everywhere..."
But just look at that dumb face!
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"Puppies are going to be puppies, I guess," he offered. "If she does end up catching a cold, bring her in to the shelter. We've got vets there who can take a peek at her to make sure she'll be okay."
They were pretty good about that. And it wasn't like they charged the crazy prices you'd see on the mainland, either.
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She'd think he was just posturing like some guido from Jersey (is that why he wore his hair like that??) if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't even seem very bothered by it, either.
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And before he was put together this way, again, jungle.
"I know it's not really normal. I don't even think about it unless somebody points it out."
It was one of a multitude of strange things about him. He was, after all, genetically the same as a monster.
The hair was something else completely.
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She spared a glance over her shoulder to make sure her dog was still romping around in the snow with the other dog like an idiot and not quickly becoming a dog Popsicle, and, seeing that they were okay, turned back, lifted her chin, and asked, "You ever heard of a Polar Bear Plunge?"
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That was about the best he had.
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Because it wouldn't be much of a thrill for him, but he had to admit, he couldn't pass up an opportunity to show off if it was right there.
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Yes. Because jumping in the freezing ass ocean was preferable to Christmas caroling with her family.
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"Charity, huh?" But yes, this was, in fact, a good draw. "Any charity in particular? Or does it vary from event to event?"
Because he could absolutely be persuaded to go for a swim for a good cause.
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Sure, it's not like she's the one who brought it up or anything.
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His phone? Also not from Earth.
... And yet it was a Panasonic.
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Still, Rosa snorted. "Yeah," she said, "Google's that search thing people get to on their phones. Also their computers. But computers are pieces of shit that never work right."
Because maybe all you did was hit them at the first sign of an issue, Rosa?
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This was probably for the best. If Zack were to hit one, he'd put it through a wall.
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By this time, Arlo 2 had decided she officially didn't like the snow at this moment and went trotting up to Rosa, plopping down and lifting her paw to nudge at her shin and get her attention. Not missing a beat, Rosa swept down and picked her up, scratching behind her ears while she happily panted away.
And then promptly sneezed in Rosa's face.
"Awesome."
And the snot froze immediately, too.
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"Maybe get her in out of the cold," he offered. "And once we have power back, if she's still sneezing, bring her in to get her checked out." He paused, and then added, "Even if we don't have power back, if you're worried at all, get in touch with me and I can put one of the vets in contact with you. I'm in the phone book-- Last name Fair, and I live in the apartment upstairs from the music store if the phones are out."
Because there was no way he was going to let a puppy go sick for long if he could help it.
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Rose sighed. "--fine. But I'll definitely keep that in mind."
Arlo 2 was going to put them all to shame if Rosa ever brought her along to a Polar Bear.
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"Okay, good. And if Girl's done here, I ought to be going, I suppose. Should I stick around until you get her back out of there just in case, or do you think you'll be okay?"
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"Fair enough," he replied. "I think Girl helped tamp some of that down, too, so your job should at least be a little easier."
He nodded back at Rosa.
"It's good to see she's so happy, though. I'll leave you guys to it." He nodded down to his own dog, who happily pulled herself back up to her feet, and then he gave a little, casual wave to Rosa. "See you around, hey? Stay safe in this weather."
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...of course, deep down she knew that it was just coincidence, but she'd never pass on an opportunity to be angry about something.
Still, she nodded, lifting a hand marginally from where it rested on her folded arms. "Yeah," she said, "you too."
Which, by Rosa's standards, was practically obscene with friendliness.
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Hey now, Zack had said so happy. He figured the pup would be fine. To see that she was practically incandescent with puppy joy was pretty darn great. Still, if there was something amiss at all with Rosa's reaction, he apparently missed it, giving her a sunshiney smile of his own before looking down at Girl, grinning at her, too, and then turning to head down the street, his dog trotting along merrily beside him.