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[fairywren]

"I know it's easy to fix," Wren says to the phone, checking his signal before shouldering it again. His tone is calm, but it's the sort of calm that has a full force gale waiting behind it. "You're not replacing it because I can't do it myself. You're replacing it because you broke my theramin. That's a vintage Moog."

He goes quiet, then interrupts. "Rian. Ri --" He rolls his eyes with a wry purse of his lips as the man on the other end tangents. "Rian," he says quietly, his voice dropping just slightly, firmer and more compelling. "We don't have to be enemies. That's up to you. We can talk, or not. You can throw every demo we ever made out a window. I'd be sad if you chose that, but it's your decision. But -- you are replacing the Moog."

He goes quiet again, and it's at that moment that a small, fox-faced white dog finally succeeds in pawing the slightly-ajar door open and bounds out. Wren half drops the phone to make a grab at her, but she just lowers her head to her paws teasingly and dashes on past him.

"Ri, you're breaking up, call me back," he says, ending the call abruptly and chasing her. "Inari! Come on, really?" To be fair to her, arguing with his ex hadn't been his idea of fun either.

[OOC: Wren is newish and so am I, totally open for all kinds of tags. Overhear his theramin problem, run into him having his dignity destroyed by a floofy puppy, or you can catch them both later wandering more sedately.]

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[techwitch]

"Hooo, dog!"

Luke's surrounded by something pale and jumping but it's all in play and he's not the one to worry about paws and hairs enough to keep the dog away. "Hey, are you supposed to be out here?"

[fairywren]

Wren catches up a few moments later. "She's not," he says, and it's as pointedly at the dog as at the man she's decided to make friends with (through pure harrassment, it looks like). " -- Inari, get down. But she likes to remind me I'm not in charge."

She's ducked behind the man now, all play, and Wren rubs the back of his neck. Of course the two of them clicked at the shelter: she likes trouble as much as he does. "I'm sorry. She's got a mind of her own..." He's already gauging how fast he can make a move to scoop her up.

[techwitch]

"Hello."

The dog is trying to zigzag between Luke's legs, but he knows that if you allow that, you'll run yourself dizzy until you caught the misbehaving pet.

"It's fine. Don't worry. I rather have her tripping me than running onto a road or something."

[fairywren]

"Yes, much rather," Wren says with an wry eyebrow raise. "Hello. I'm Wren." Not the least awkward way to meet a new person, but he's had worse.

Inari darts around them in a circle, pausing to wag her tail and tilt her head at them both like they're not quite getting the game.

[techwitch]

"Good to hear that at least I'm picked over ending up as road kill."

Luke squats down and beckons the dog over. "Come on now, little hopping Bambi. I think your owner has better things to do with his time." He smiles. "Luke, nice to meet you."

[fairywren]

"That's high praise, she doesn't like everyone," Wren smiles.

Inari runs over, pauses inquisitively to sniff at Luke and wags her tail after a second. Wren bends down to both their levels and scritches her ears, letting the two meet each other for a second before scooping her up. "I know, everyone's more interesting than me," he teases her. "It's good to meet you, Luke. I'm in your debt, I'd have been chasing her down for an hour if she wanted me to. You're good with dogs."

[techwitch]

"That's new to me, and don't mention it. Maybe she just recognizes me as a push-over."

He scratches the dog's chin before getting up. "You're not from around here, are you?"