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Thunder c.rackled throught the atmosphere. The twince of electricity left an unplesant note in the teeth of citygoers as their day through the part turned into a damp nightmare. Merciless rain everywhere. Every corner every square. Blitzhund huddled beneath the shade of an umbarella, left wondering why sories always seemed to begin with a storm.

His bus came a bit late and the dog became a lump of heavy, freshly soaked fur in the time spent waiting. He mumbled to himself as he licked his fangs. Today had better turn out to be worth his time or he...

Excuse me," cooed a familiar voice. Blitzhund turned around do see a once unusual face. It was Lucillian, a scientist who had gone from an almost supplier of pain to roommate only a year ago. Neither talked about the events that led them together. "Don't you have better things to do than mumble to yourself all the gorsh living day?" "Lucy. Hello. I wasn't expecting to see /you/ here." Lucy patted the empty seat next to her and Blitzhund obliged; making sure to get the seat as wet as possible. He tugged on the other dog's ghostly sheet and used it as a hankercheif to clean off his glasses.

Having been in a perpetual state of annoyance for as long as she could remember, Lucy ignored the action. She kept on talking, the words drooling out of her mouth, "Well I'll have you know I think you'll be quite pleased to have me along. You see I was just going though your email-

Again?

Again! And I just so happened to see that /you/..." she held onto the final sylable with a snarl and wagged her tail threateningly, "are going to the same place as I! so I took it upon myself to align mine own appointment with yours." She poked.

Blitzhund rolled his eyes. This couldn't be good, not for him at the least. Lucillian going to Blizmo to present the judges with who knows what. She could try and sell anything there, but what did she have at this point? Would she sell death? Her own stinking carcass? If he was lucky she'd just invented the brand new product-everyone-will-think-they-need-but-find-out-that-they-don't-a-month-after-buying-it and the two could trade suburbia for much more comfortable living conditions.

Just as Blitzhund began to doze off the chaotic canine sent a robotic shoulder into his ribs. "SO as I was *saying* we. Have got. Appointments together, yes together. Oh hush down it's you're own fault you're so agitated right now. Who's idea was it to stay up all night on his phone? Not mine. /My/ idea was to set up my appointment to be before yours.

Before? I thought you said they were 'aligned' what's this before about?

I yes I did say aligned. They were aligned on the date, but...I needed to catch you before you left Blizmo for a very important reason: I need you to present my idea with me.

Shifting in his seat Blitzhund chuckled, "Why, so I can tell everyone whatever you've got cooked up won't ki11 'em?"

















































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