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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 8:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2017 6:34 pm
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The dogs were a delight.
If Nathaniel could have taken them home, he would have. He almost did, if only because he simply walked that way, and if only because it was just a habit to walk down that street as it was.
When Jeremiah found them, it would be to see Nathaniel crouched on the sidewalk, a leash in each hand, an all-too-familiar looking cat in front of him, the dogs rolling enthusiastically, sniffing eagerly.
Nathaniel's gaze flicked up, caught sight of the Chief of Police and beamed, waving a hand.
"Jeremiah! Hey!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2017 7:28 pm
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"I won't lie," said Nathaniel, glancing at the two canines now milling eagerly around his legs. "I've volunteered several times now, n'I think I'll keep volunteerin'." A hand drifted low to scratch the top of Habanero's head, Waffles attempting to nudge his way into the show of affection.
One leash was transferred back to Nathaniel's other hand and he set off, letting the dogs lead - which they did, very enthusiastically.
"Ah...yeah." Nathaniel made a little face. "It's...been a bit weird, learnin' everythin' new all over again. I kinda feel like I've been thrown off kilter more than I usually am."
One of the dogs veered left to sniff at a lamp post; Nathaniel tugged gently on the leash.
"Oh, I've been all righ'." Mostly. He glanced over at Jeremiah and gave a rueful shrug of his shoulders, lips quirking slightly. "Nothin' really excitin' has been happenin' to me or anythin'. I've just been sorta goin' about my own business."
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 7:01 pm
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He gave a nod of understanding, Nathaniel casting an affectionate look down at the dogs. A part of him was still inevitably vaguely wistful of the lack of animals in his own life, but at least now, with all of the changes, it was...different. It wasn't as hard as it had been.
Nathaniel was resisting the urge to reach out and pat Hellbine's head while he lay coiled around Jeremiah's neck.
"More years?" he asked, a little taken aback. "That's gotta be a little...disconcertin', I think. Especially if you don' remember any of those years, or anythin' like that. Or I mean, tryin' to figure out all of that; suddenly you just got extra things."
He couldn't imagine how it would have been like; being married, and having that abrupt change. Nathaniel's lips quirked up into a little smile.
"Well, I got a bit more money now," he said with a laugh. "I mean...all these changes. Found a letter from my dad and it led to some money, so I'm not...y'know." Jeremiah had been involved in everything, after all.
Nathaniel gave a shrug of his shoulders. "And I can grow vines n' stuff."
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 7:39 pm
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"Very much so," Jeremiah replied. "No memory of them and while things are mostly the same, Algie's entire book collection is here now." Which meant that there were even more book shelves in his home.
"Ah, and something - when we got back home - had torn up the garden though it was wildly in bloom. I've still got some pictures of it, if you'd like to see, it was something else." His head tilted as Nathaniel explained what had happened with him, lips pressing together before he nodded.
"I suppose that's a bit more fortunate then. Money towards your own nursery someday?" Then he was chuckling. "... and maybe I should have you come by to look at the garden if you can grow vines." Jeremiah went quiet a moment before he looked at Nathaniel seriously.
"Do people know you are capable of magic, Nathaniel?" He, himself, had little to no choice in the matter. His eyes had taken on a near perpetual reflective quality and there was no way around his status as being capable of magic not being known considering his job.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 7:57 pm
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Nathaniel looked visibly entranced by the idea of more books. Very carefully, he said, in a deliberately casual tone of voice, "Well, if y'need anyone to come take care of your plants anytime soon, just lemme know and I'll drop by again - "
His expression turned outraged.
"Your garden's messed up?" Nathaniel sounded horrified. "I mean, now I've really gotta come over, that's terrible."
He gave a nod in answer to the question about his funds, because, well...it was true. Nathaniel let a smile spread across his face, though it faded a second later, replaced by something rueful.
"I...I'm not sure," he said, after a second. "I think maybe my father, but, I haven't really...gone around announcin' it or anythin'."
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2017 8:42 am
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Nathaniel made a noise of exasperation, not at Jeremiah, but at the situation in general and the idea that a garden had been destroyed. Habanero twisted around and pushed his cold, wet nose into Nathaniel's hand eagerly before bounding ahead again.
"I'd be glad to," he said, flashing a smile at Jeremiah. It would be good work, likely, not to mention something that would hopefully make both of the men happy. He let out a small huff of a breath, Nathaniel's gaze flicking skyward.
"It's still a li'l bit unreal to me," he admitted, after a moment. "It's...I mean, I still feel like I don' belong, not really. So even...lettin' myself know is kind of a new thing altogether."
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