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[freedom_is_grey]

Some days a person just wants to go outside and play with their dog.

Some days a person also realizes that at least one other person exists that would like to play with a dog, possibly outside.

Today is one of those days, which is why Ysalwen has been following Liranan to Tacit Ronin for the past -- long time.

She's really got to ask someone to teach her to drive. This is ridiculous.

But eventually she reaches the base of the Jaeger, rests her hand on Liranan's shoulder, and calls up --

"Chuck? Are you there? It's Ysalwen."

Liranan barks three times, joyfully.

"And Liranan. He want to know if you can come out to play."

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[andinfluencepeople]

"I'd probably prefer to stay standing if I was a dog, too," Chuck says, grinning at Liranan.

The elevator door opens with a blast of music, and Chuck sends a judging look at the ceiling as they get in. "We need to grab some Frisbees from the Bar?"

[freedom_is_grey]

One day Ysalwen will actually find the lyrics to Girl from Ipanema.

That will be a terrible day.

"I only have one, and it's pretty well-chewed. More would probably be a good idea."

At least one more. Maybe two.

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They end up with a solid tug rope (long enough to pit giant dog against man and wizard lady) and two more Frisbees in vibrant yellow so they can't lose them.

Hopefully.

Chuck shivers slightly when they walk outside -- it's not really cold at all, but he's kind of become unaccustomed to a breeze.

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Ysalwen shoots him a quick, sideways look.

"Do you want a cloak? I warn you, Liranan might decide it makes a better toy than the rope, because he loves surprising people."

She's just saying.

Liranan just barks loudly, twice, and darts ahead of them, running in a wide circle for a minute before returning.

Play bowing is the best! Come on! Come on!

[andinfluencepeople]

Chuck starts to shake his head at Ysalwen, when Liranan barks.

He laughs, loud and unconsidered. "Yeah, we're pretty boring, aren't we?"

He grabs one of the Frisbees he's carrying, and swings it wide. It's pretty clear he's used to playing fetch in an empty hangar bay.

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Liranan flings himself after it, running all out.

When he gets underneath it, regardless of the height, he leaps.

GOTCHA!

Ysalwen laughs as he springs back, circling around her to end up at Chuck's side again.

Take the frisbee, Chuck! So you can throw it again! Come on!