 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Poor Darej, she had clearly not yelled out her warning soon enough, not that it could really be considered one of those, as the little crup had already made a mess all over his desk. Was that ink spilled on the floors as well? That would be a fun clean up project later, but for the moment... it was perhaps helpful considering they could more easily track the little guy.
Theoretically.
Not going wide enough to avoid the ink spill that had dripped onto the floor, Sookie stepped in it as well - suddenly now adding her own foot prints around the room. She gave a small sigh but thanked her lucky stars the floor was not a wood that would have been more risk of sending her flying. The carpet already needed to be cleaned, she could wash skin. But the dress happened to be one of her favorites of her sister's design and she'd rather not have to mess with that.
"He's quick and clever!" She replied, refocusing her attention and replying to Darej as she moved again. She could see Darej was hunkered on the ground but not having luck, so she quickly pivoted to go to the other side of the desks to see if the crup had crawled under. Name? Her face screwed up in concentration for a moment as she tried to recall it. "Rosco, I believe was what was listed." She was going to take it as a good sign that the moment she spoke it aloud to Darej, a small bark could be heard in response. "Can you spot him over there?"
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