maskormenacelogs | people are strange

WHO: Sarissa & Will
WHERE: Sarissa's place
WHEN: don't
WHAT: Purity, pure blissful purity. Pigs and puppers.
WARNINGS: the usual no more

So there's something with Sam and Frederick, apparently. After that, Will manages not to have a few hearty drinks. No. The siren song of pigs and new but somewhat familiar company is too strong for him to ignore. Will goes home, changes, washes his face, collects his chosen son, and off they go.

However he gets this is A Mystery. No taxi pulls up nearby, no car drops him off, no car is parked. At some point, Will Graham and Gunther just appear, or so it seems, walking down the road, path, whatever it may be. Did he walk that quickly from Heropa? How many Pokemon eggs did he need to hatch? Mysterious.

Will means to do negative harm (currently) so he has no way of noticing magical influence. Perhaps he's meant to go knock on the door like a civilized person but...wouldn't it make sense she's spending time with the piglets? Yes. Obviously. Therefore, it isn't snooping if the two of them head toward the barn. It's not like he's being sneaky or anything. He's wearing dark red plaid and jeans and has a dog, honestly, there's no effort here to go unnoticed.

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It does, in fact, make sense that she's spending time with the piglets. A swoop past the house might have revealed signs of DIY improvements very much in progress, currently in the form of a Very Large aviary coming off the side of the house, and a swoop past the barn would reveal that it had received DIY prioritisation over the house. Some portions of the fence are entirely new, all are in good condition, and the barn itself is old but solid and well-repaired, even if it had not been well-maintained for a time.

The point is: it's a barn, and from within there's the sound of quiet, one-sided conversation. And then there's the sound of an indignant hey, and before Will can reach the barn there's an errant piglet, attempting a getaway.

"Sid Vicious, you get back—"

Sarissa, ever elegant, almost trips her way out of the barn, straw sticking to her jeans (faded, used-for-work things), grey tank top marked here and there with stain that looks like it could be what was last used to coat the barn. "Oh. Hi."

The piglet, mostly pink and with a dark splotch over its eye, it making a beeline towards Will, and then belatedly moving to go around him, realising the Human and Canine Obstacle.

Sid Vicious. Oh jeez, he can't hide the slight smile that hits his face when he registers that name. When he sees the beautiful little piggie running about. Sarissa gets a quick nod of recognition and then Will leans down enough to unhook Gunther from his leash, muttering an amused don't let him get too far and patting his fuzzy butt.

Gunther responds by giving chase. Entirely friendly chase. He has not spent years in a home full of dogs, cats, hamsters, and raccoons without learning how to be a Good Boy with all sorts of tiny creatures. Any worries Sarissa might have should be soon cleared up. Gunther knocks Sid Vicious over on his back and, to apologize, flops to the ground beside him and rolls over as well. Pals.

"Hello." Will greets after a quick glance to make sure Gunther is being The Best Boy, bridging the gap between them with his hand extended for a shake. "Beautiful place you got here."

There's a few rapid fire thoughts that flash through her mind and across her face so clear that they might as well be subtitled. There's an approximate sequence of uh oh and doggo please, Sid please and then what a good doggo. She grins as she straightens up from her near-descent into the mud, rolling her shoulders and ignoring some straw stuck to her shirt as grasps his hand.

It's a hearty shake. Wholesome hearty shakes for a wholesome, hearty meeting. "Thanks." She's briefly glad that she didn't just go with the kneejerk likewise from years of good to meetcha, and she looks at the barn with a certain amount of pride. "Once the house's as inhabitable as the barn, I reckon we'll be sorted."

And, she looks to the piglet. "Last time I name an animal after a punk rocker. He's a bloody anarchist, this one," and she's crouching down with her hand held out a little for Angelic Doggo to sniff before she glances back to Will, "he alright with strangers petting 'im?"

In all fairness, had she gone with the "one moment later soul crushing realization" of likewise, Will would have played along. He knows very well how awkward and uncomfortable meeting strangers can be. Or anyone, really, people are just So Much. His nod-laugh combination and immediate look to the house may help as indication that he's totally down with common verbal mess ups.

Hands pocketed, he turns to watch like some dogs-meeting-new-friends exhibitionist. Gunther rolls back up to a stand, tail wagging at light speed and eagerly coming forward for sniffs and licks. Throughout the date, she may notice Gunther does a Good Job of making Sid Vicious and the other presumably musical piggies feel they are in charge, are the big ones, starting with now, where he carefully steps around the little guy instead of over him like some looming, mustached asshole.

"Oh, yeah, he's..."

Gunther promptly flops down. He rolls over, belly exposed, body wrapped about Sarissa like a fluffy, friendly snake doggo.

"...more than alright with strangers paying him attention."

Said as Will moves to crouch next to her, sparing Gunther an oh you face before he reaches a hand out to introduce himself properly to Sid Vicious. Wouldn't do to come to anypiggy's home and make him feel ignored. That's just rude, just begging for a face-munch.

Sarissa can't help it - she grins opening as Gunther evolves into his squiggly reptile form, and she immediately moves in for enthusiastic belly rubs, and assurances that he is the best dog she's met in this world, yes he is, with zero shame for the fact there is a witness to her excitement. "It's been so long since I got to hang out with a dog. Too long."

Maybe SHE should get a dog. (Maybe she shouldn't, if she wants Sarah to continue speaking to her.)

Sid is a little less enthusiastic than Gunther, but only in terms of throwing himself on the ground - he is eagerly investigating this New Human to see if he has come with offerings of food, and Sarissa seamlessly, fishes into her pocket to pull out a zip-lock bag of apple pieces, holding them out to Will.

"Sid's a bit more, uh, willful than his siblings, but he's a big fan of chin scratches. Well— any kinda scratches, actually. I'm thinkin' of making myself gloves that have back scratchers attached to all the fingers so I can try look after all the babies at once." There's no way that could go wrong, surely.

"You should come to our place sometime."

Will has taken the treats and is in the process of carefully, one at a time, feeding Sid from his hands. Piggie slobbers and nips bother him not a single bit. Nor is Gunther bothered, though Will is quick to return the favor of handing over his own bag of homemade dog goodies that Gunther is super ready to beg for.

"He's the first one I got here. We've, uh. Found a bunch more the past couple years." Still using we and our because to use anything else would be admitting that April is Really Gone and he just can't cope with that. Not today, Satan. "Ain't got a barn. Just dogs plenty."

Sounds a bit jealous of the barn, yes he does.

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