Yup.

[youfallback]

Who: Chihualina and you!
What: Carolina is a chihuahua and wandering around the Castle.
When: Saturday, Feb 25th, all day!
Where: Pretty much anywhere she can get into (intro's set up for a random stairwell).
Rating: Possible PG if that.


[To say Carolina had been having a physically challenging week would be an understatement. Between trying to get up and down stairs, just to start with, important things were now more often than not, too far out of her reach. Her current problem, though, was once again the stairs. She'd learned how to balance going down them without tumbling, but getting up them had proven a far more trying task. As she currently stood, she was perched on one step, taking a brief break after already climbing several flights.

It's not that she had a particular destination in mind, but needed to be out and about considering that both of the Doctors had left the Castle. There were still things that needed to be done, even in her current form.]

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[youfallback]

[That pat on the head gets a firm shake. Petting is one thing, but just patting is a bit demeaning in her book. Still she barks and nods at his question. Wash told her about three minutes after she arrived in the Castle in more detail than she wanted to know about his sex life.]

[brute_shot_bully]

[Okay fine no patting. Instead Maine grumbles a little bit as he continues to take her back to her room. Damn why did she have to live at the fucking top of the fucking castle :| ]

Don't know what to do about him.

[youfallback]

[Carolina barks and squirms in his grip, just about ready to be done with the holding. She could always try and find something (or someone) to help distract Wash, but she knows that the more practical would be to dig into the root of the problem. Is it just Kat? Or is it something else?]

[brute_shot_bully]

[AH no no no don't do that! Maine grumbles, adjusting his hold. He could practically smell the Dead Thing all over his hands now, he didn't want to set her down until it was in a tub of soapy water.]

[youfallback]

[Carolina continues to squirm, her back legs kicking up at the air. The urge to be down is so intense right now. Let go let go let gooooooo.]

[brute_shot_bully]

[Must not drop Boss must not squish Boss must not yell at Boss]

[He shifts his grip until he's holding her around her midsection with both hands, where she can flail all she wants and he'll hopefully not drop her. The door poses a problem because LOL hands full but he's finally able to figure something out and get them side.]

[There he sets her own and lets go -- she wants to get Dead Thing all over her place that's her business -- and heads to the sink to wash the Dead Thing off of his hands.]

Stay out of my room. [No getting Dead Thing in there please :| Ripley hops up on the couch and just looks happily between them. She doesn't need a bath because she didn't sit on it.]

[youfallback]

[Going right on squirming and kicking, Carolina eventually gets to go bursting across her room once she's set down, scampering across the hardwood toward the kitchen for no real reason. She pauses briefly when Maine speaks, glancing up at him. She can go in your room if she wants to :|. As a matter of fact, have a tiny chihuahua heading your way right now.]

[brute_shot_bully]

[What? Boss, you're killing him here. :| He reacts without really thinking and takes the towel he had been drying his hands off with and throws it over Carolina.]

[youfallback]

[... At first Carolina's not aware of what even happened, but when she does? Oh boy. She shakes the towel off and immediately begins barking rapidly and loudly at him, the chihuahua version of a verbal asskicking. You threw a towel over her.]