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[throughbamboo]

Either that or you'll turn into a full wolf one day.

[pats his back, then pushes to his feet] I'll get us some.

[doggonemad]

Fuck, don't say that, bro. Just gimme the booze.

[throughbamboo]

What, you'd rather have the ulcer?

Be right back.

[time for a quick trip for booze]

[doggonemad]

[ after he leaves: ]

At least I'm still me with the damn ulcer.

[ while he's gone, he does shift his position and manages to fish his tail out. it's a little more comfortable. a little. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he doesn't take long, though he did make sure to grab them plenty.

He sets most of it down next to the bed, then takes his seat and offers one of the bottles to Gray]

[doggonemad]

— heh. Thanks, bro. I know ya always got my back.

[ takes the bottle! ]

[throughbamboo]

Yer damn right I do.

[makes an amused sound] Took the tail out 'cuz I'm winin' ya?

[doggonemad]

Figured I could be a lil' lewd for some booze.

[ just takes a swig straight from the bottle. ]

[throughbamboo]

[yeah he didn't get glasses, they don't need them. Takes his own drink]

Just a lil' lewd.

[doggonemad]

Showin' some tail. Figured ya'd be into that.

[throughbamboo]

I mean, 'm into you, so . . .

[doggonemad]

That's some real commitment.

[throughbamboo]

[hums and takes a drink]

Well, it's still you. Tail don't bother me none.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, but ya turn into a cat whenever the hell ya want.

[throughbamboo]

What's that got to do with it?

[doggonemad]

Yer used ta it.

[throughbamboo]

So? That ain't why it don't bother me.

[doggonemad]

Eh. Ya don't think it's weird 'cause yer used ta it.

Maybe I wouldn't think it was weird if it'd happened 'fore I started knockin' back all these visions.

[throughbamboo]

Ain't used to it when it's you, ya know. Or do ya think I hang out with other people who can turn into shit?

But nah, I think you'd be thinkin' it's weird before that, too.

[doggonemad]

I dunno. Ya could.

[throughbamboo]

[snorts softly]

I don't. An' it's all or nothin' with the couple I know of.

[doggonemad]

Lucky them. This half an' half stuff ain't all it's cracked up ta be.

[throughbamboo]

Nah, it seems like a real pain in the ass.

[doggonemad]

Figuratively, at least. It ain't actually painful.

[throughbamboo]

'Least there's that. An' at least ya don't gotta do stupid shit to get it to go away.

[kicks off his boots and shifts further onto the bed to sit. Then once he settles, he reaches over to resume what he was doing before with his free hand]