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It was, relatively speaking, a calm day for Jezebel. His father had seen no need to summon him for any reason, which was fortunate. None of the other Delilah members had sought to bother him for some petty grudge or unnecessary nuisance. And, so far, Cain had not done anything that would require him to dispose of some evidence. Again.

So, it was not a bad day at all, really.

He'd needed to make a run for supplies -- it was so easy to run out of syringes and vials and poisonous ingredients, after all. He had brought Cassian with him for an extra set of hands. As the day slowly began to approach evening, they made their way back to Delilah, carrying the day's wares.

On the way back, Jezebel's attention was grabbed by an auction of some kind being set up. Animals of various types were being sold at some sort of outdoor market. A few were in cages, but others were merely set up in temporary pens. There were a few horses, a cow or two, and several dogs that were clearly being sold as ratcatchers or sheep herders.

Jezebel couldn't help but glance at them. Nearing one of the pens, he reached out to pet one of the larger dogs, which panted happily before licking his hand.
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Calm days were rare things and he was finding he actually enjoyed this one. No work, no Hargreaves and his lap dog, just a day that could almost be called normal, if they weren't them.

Laden in bags, Cassian followed along at Jezebel's side and stopped when he did, unsurprised by what was behind their pause. the doctor and his animals.

"He likes you." Also unsurprising, Cassian hadn't met an animal that disliked Jezebel.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay:3

Date: 2014-11-16 05:04 am (UTC)
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Cassian reached out to pet the dog as he re-positioned himself to use his body to hide Jezebel and the dog from any unwanted eyes. He would never get tired of being able to do things like that.

After a moment, he remembered the small piece of bread left in a paper sack in his coat's pocket. It had been part of his lunch, but he wouldn't miss it. Cassian retrieved the sack and broke a small chunk off to feed to the dog who seemed more than happy to receive the treat.

"Here. You wanna do it?" He offered the bag to Jezebel in case he wanted to feed the other dogs. It was really more his thing than Cassians, although he'd be lying if he tried to deny the smile that had briefly appeared when the dog had gobbled the bread up.

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