uberboned | 038 (Voice/Video) And, all the while, coyote keeps on singing....

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038 (Voice/Video) And, all the while, coyote keeps on singing....

[There's some scratching sounds on the microphone and what to human ears will sound like a frustrated dog's growling is actually Gabriel swearing and trying to urge HIS NEWFOUND PAWS to operate the controls on his journal. After a moment of cojoling, the video clicks on and there's an EXTREME CLOSE-UP OF A PAIR OF AMBER EYES AND A SNOUT... And then Gabriel hops back, revealing... A coyote. Sitting in a chair, tilting his head at the camera.]

...Honestly? I was kinda expecting a lot worse.

[Now watch as he realizes that only the fraction of the Barge that is currently animal in nature actually understands what he just said. HE CAN ONLY BE ANNOYING TO A SMALL PORTION OF THE POPULACE.]

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[Gabriel jumps back onto his feet at the risk of.. Having Murphy just dangling from his ear, but it's not so much painful as... Surprising... And okay, a little painful, BECAUSE THESE ARE NEW EARS AND THEY ARE FUZZY AND TENDER AND NOT MEANT FOR GNAWING, DAMMIT.]

Okay. You made your point.

[She dangles for a half-second before landing with another little yip and glaring up at him. She is full of tiny, doggish irritation.]

At least you can get us out of here. I'd hate to be stuck until this is over.

[Gabriel makes an agitated growling sound and paws at his ear uncomfortably.] Y'know, the other predators probably don't like you that much. Just remember that when you're limping for dear life out there in the jungle.

[She bristles again, half-hunkering down, her ears going back as she growls at him. Suddenly, this whole situation is a lot less okay. Being small and able to defend oneself is one thing--being this and injured is entirely another.]

If you're just here to be a smug jackass at me, get lost.

[He rolls his eyes.]

I'm always a smug jackass at you, but... Since I'm not going anywhere, guess I'll just say you win. [He leans over and licks her. Because he can totally get away with it. And it's hilarious. LOOK, IT'S AN APOLOGY LICK, MURPHY. ACCEPT HIS AFFECTION.]

[She ducks away from his tongue, limping over to her bed and vanishing under it. SULKING IN A CORNER. THIS IS NEW.]

[AWW BABY DON'T BE LIKE THAT. Gabriel walks over and pokes his head under the bed.]

Oh c'mon, Murphy. Be a sport.

[He tries working his way further under and realizes he's stuck. He tries backing up... And that doesn't work. Cue a lot of furious scrabbling of his hindlegs as the claustrophobia kicks in before his... Logical "I CAN JUST TELEPORT, DUH" reaction kicks in.]

[She growls and knots herself into a ball in the corner farthest away from him.]

[He makes a frustrated whining sound, because now he's too preoccupied with the fact that he's stuck to note what Murphy's doing.... And then it occurs to him that he's an angel. Duh.

Which just leads to him teleporting them both out from under the bed. VICTORY FOR GABRIEL. He shakes himself off and then flops down, effectively blocking Murphy from making the trip back under the bed.]

You were finished sulking, anyway. You're welcome.

[GLARE. She's giving you the silent treatment, Gabriel.]

[He flops down on the floor with his head on his paws and just staaares in an amused manner. Eventually, you'll be disconcerted enough to say something, Murphy. There's a large predatory animal staring at you. It's a disturbing concept.]

[She manages to sit still for about five seconds before getting up and quartering the room, nose to the ground. She's still ignoring you, angel-boy. SHE IS. She just can't. Sit. Still.]

I want out. [This is said with definitive certainty, as she trots over to the door and starts digging at the base of it for a moment before stopping herself and pacing in front of it instead.]

[Gabriel flicks his ears and lifts his head, tilting his head as if listening for a distant sound.]

What's that? Did I hear something that sounded like, "Please, Gabriel, let me out of this room?"

[GWRRRR. She glares at him and paces back and forth in front of the door, trying to smother her limp, before giving an annoyed yip and digging at the ground again.]

[Gabriel turns around to face her and then flops on his back, his paws in the air. He looks more like a lazy dog than a... Fierce predatory creature.]

[In sing-song] Say it.

[She glares at him before pacing in a three-legged circle and snapping her tineh goggeh mouth shut on Gabriel's tail. YANK.]

[AGAIN WITH THE BITING. Gabriel rolls back over onto his feet and turns around and around a few times, trying to dislodge Murphy from his tail.]

I gotta ask. Does Tony have this many teethmarks right now or am I just special?

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