animal adoption day [open to all]

[coopdetat]

SIREN COVE ANIMAL SHELTER PROUDLY PRESENTS
ANIMAL ADOPTION DAY
ALL ADOPTIONS FREE FROM 10AM-4PM. FIRST VET VISIT FREE WITH SHEA COOPER, DVM.
BOOTHS, FOOD, PRIZES, AND MORE! SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2014 AT SIREN COVE BEACH PARK.



Coop's satisfied with the turnout today. He's been working on this event with Dylan for weeks and now that he's had the chance to talk to Les about what's going on with Joel, he feels a little more at ease. Not by a lot, friend-devouring demon on the loose and what not, but still, knowing they have some extra help has proven to be better for his sleeping patterns.

Besides, it's kind of hard to let his mind wander to darker things like that when he's watching kids points out their favorite puppies and kitties and bunnies and begging their parents for the chance to take them home. He's seen familiar faces and met brand new ones, a majority of them eager to get his advice on what's best to feed their new family addition, what the best heartworm medication is, what the best grooming tips are, all sorts of shit that he answers with ease with a giant grin on his face because this is what he loves doing. Watching little fluffballs bring joy to people's faces, it never gets old.

He can see Dylan assisting a couple with one of their older gals, a four-year-old Basset called Hettie who's the sweetest thing but hasn't had much luck in finding a forever home. Coop watches with a faint smile, pleased at the attention the dog's so deservedly getting, and doesn't really register that someone's tapping on his shoulder until it starts to feel more like they're jabbing him. He turns with a raised eyebrow, smile still intact because he's nice like that.

"Hi, yeah, what can I do ya for?"



[OOC: Feel free to use this as a gathering. Or an excuse to come harass this dumdum.]

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[davin]

Davin really just came to play with all the animals.

He'd love to have a pet, but he works so much that he doesn't think it'd be fair to it. But then he sees a couple of kittens playing with each other and he lingers. Cats are cool. They're chill and independent. Maybe if he got two they could keep each other company when he wasn't there...

No, Davin. Walk away.

Almost as fun as playing with the animals and eating greasy food is watching Coop get hit on repeatedly by soccer moms and dudes and girls who barely look eighteen. Okay fine, everyone hits on Coop. He hasn't seen him since the night he saved him from that ghost and took him home, but the whole ordeal definitely left him with a soft spot for the guy.

He's playing with a little poodle mix when he notices someone bothering Coop, asking all sorts of dumb questions and not realizing that the pleasant look on Coop's face is entirely forced. Davin deals with uppity customers all day. He knows what I want you to fuck off but I can't tell you to fuck off so I'm smiling looks like. He kisses the dog's head and sets him back in his pen before wandering over to Coop and tapping him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, sir?" He asks in an innocent tone, eyes all big and earnest. "Could you help me with that darling poodle over there?"

Coop saved him once. The least he can do is return the favor.


[ooc: non-coop people! if you'd like to tag davin, please do! you can find him wandering around being adorable with animals before he goes to bother everyone's fave vet~]

[coopdetat]

This is an out. This is totally an out, he can tell by the innocent look on Davin's decidedly not innocent face, and he'll take it because he's got a real housewife of Siren Cove over here--"It's Lyndsey. L-Y-N."--trying to get her hand down his pants every time she pats him on the chest with another flirty laugh. Normally, he's all for it, but there's a giant rock on her ring finger and that means Coop's going to have a hell of a time explaining shit if Lyndsey's husband ever finds out that Coop's checked out more than her dog. That's exactly the kind of mess Coop likes to avoid.

He holds a finger up at Lyndsey before gesturing at Davin, apologizing with as much false sincerity as he can muster before promising to come back as soon as he's available and taking Davin by the arm to whisk off to anywhere else. "Jesus fucking Christ, I could kiss you right now," Coop tells him, shaking his head as he runs a hand through his hair. He cautiously glances over his shoulder, just in time to catch sigh of Lyndsey looking like she's ready to rip someone's face off as she spins on her heels and stalks away, shouting for her young son to join her. "Goddamn winner, I'll tell you, man."

He lets out a harried sigh before turning back to Davin and plastering on a more genuine smile. "So dude, what's up? No encounters with any ghosts in the woods this week, right?"

[davin]

"Well I mean, I wouldn't complain." Davin playfully tips his head to the side to rest it on Coop's broad shoulder, hands clasped in front of his chest as he bats his eyelashes up at him. Then he snorts and straightens up, laughing a little. "Thankfully, no. Tryin' t'steer clear o' both woods an' ghosts for the time bein'."

He smiles at Coop with a little shrug. He hadn't really been planning on coming to this event, but he felt like he suddenly need to be surrounded by happy little balls of fur clamoring for attention that he was more than willing to give. He thought it might cheer him up, and it did. "Did you set this all up? It looks like everythin's goin' pretty well, aye?"

[callmeemily]

Raleigh can't help but play with the puppies. It's just sort of a given, that there's adorable puppies in the grass and she just can't not, and there's this one lab puppy that's still got the shakey-bounding-bouncing-wobbley leg thing going on and she just can't handle it, kneeling in the grass and she laughs as she crawls after him as he runs to her, then bounds away, then runs back - until he runs to a pair of feet, and Raleigh finds herself looking up, her eyes widening just a little when she realises it's someone she knows, and she can't help but contain her laugh even as the lab sits back and stares at him, letting out a little not-so-fierce whine. "Looks like somebody wants to play," she says with an easy laugh.

[davin]

This is what he needed today. Who the hell could possibly feel down surrounded by all sorts of adorable animals? There's a nudging at his leg and Davin looks down to see a small lump of a lab puppy so cute that Davin can't help the noise that escapes him as he immediately drops to his knees.

He's so into this little ball of fur that he doesn't even realize that someone is standing there until they're speaking to him and he looks up to see Raleigh standing over them. He grins up at her and nods his head.

"Hey, you. How've ya - argh!" The puppy has climbed up Davin's chest to lick his face and he catches the little guy around the middle, laughing as it reaches up to plant his paw against Davin's cheek. "You're gonna get snapped up in about five minutes now, aren't ya?"

The puppy has clamored up onto Davin's shoulder to chew on his ear and he lets out a laugh/wince as he looks up at Raleigh. "Gotta love the puppies."

[sylviedevereux]

Sylvie is bored. She's so bored, sitting alone in her little cottage that she's just about done with everything, and she figures enough is enough. She's spent long enough waiting for him to come to her, only that was probably a stupid idea, because why would he? He said he wanted time, only he didn't specify how much time, and she was never really sure what she was supposed to be doing during that time.

The signs for the adoption day are all around town and it's the puppies that do her in in the end. She never could resist a dog's face, and she figures Coop can't want to murder her too much if she's holding an adorable ball of fluff, so. She goes. She walks into the park quietly and it's already a buzz, full of families with kids and people wanting to find the next member of their family. For a moment she seriously considers actually adopting herself, but she still doesn't know how long before she gets forcibly hustled out of this town. It can't hurt to play with them, anyway.

Head in the grass asleep, she finds this little guy and it's like that's all she even came for. She can't help herself, she crouches down and tickles his tummy, receiving a warm lick to the hand in response, and suddenly she's happy just to sit in the grass and play with him all day, regardless of who may or may not be running this whole thing.

[coopdetat]

Okay, so when he'd asked for time, he hadn't meant this much time. Coop hadn't exactly given Sylvie a frame or anything, he realizes this, but it still catches him off-guard to see her sitting in the grass with a puppy that looks just like one they might have adopted if they'd ended up getting married and honestly, it's appropriate considering what the dog had been named when he'd arrived at the shelter. She's smiling, and it fucking hurts because it makes him smile, too, how could it not when she actually looks content enough to be hanging out with this awesome little dog for the rest of the day? He doesn't want to smile when he sees her, though, and that's the biggest problem he's been wrestling with.

The shit that's been going on with Joel and being busy at work have kind of been massive distractions, and he's glad for that because he's pretty goddamn sure he'd be sitting at home thinking of her day in and day out if he hadn't had an actual separate life to contend with; but she's here now and it's not like he can turn around and just walk away. Besides that, they're going to have to talk again eventually, especially if she really does plan on staying here.

There's a part of him, maybe the smarter part, that tells him he should just leave her be. He should let her come to him if she wants but then again, he knows she wouldn't and it's not because she's necessarily afraid of what he'll say, it's because the last time they'd talked, he'd asked for the space. She's respected for a month now, and Coop can't deny that he doesn't appreciate that. So he sighs, rubbing his palms against his jeans before steeling himself enough to walk over to her.

"His name's Cooper," he says, unable to help his wry smile. "One of the managers at the shelter found him and her six-year-old named him after me. Anyway. Hi."

[callmeemily]

Raleigh's lost her own friend to a frantic owner who'd apparently been looking for her dachshund for months; but there's a woman sitting in the grass who's got the tiniest, fluffiest little ball of fuzz, and she can't stop the way she gravitates towards them, only hesitating when she gets closer. "He's adorable," she says from where she's standing, and she doesn't realise he's another rescue - she thinks that he's actually just Sylvie's dog, which is why she doesn't immediately plop herself down to play with him. "How old is he?"

[callmeemily]

Raleigh knows that she can't get a dog. She can't - Spencer and Joel have Huxley, and they're going to have a baby sometime sort of soonish, and she's just got a room in their house. She hasn't asked, but she knows that when she gets her own place, someday - when things are easier, when she can be alone maybe - she'll look into getting one.

And right now? Right now she's thinking about the new friend she's made, the dachshund that's hopped (and flailed) it's way up into her lap, and she can't help the way she smiles as she ruffles his ears, and maybe she's not able to bring a dog into her life right now, but she could volunteer to help give them some love.

She doesn't really want to get up, not with how cozy her new friend seems to be, but what gets her up is when the dog - who she's sure has a name, but she's been thinking of as Fern, because it's a nice name - suddenly launches herself off of Raleigh's lap and strains at the end of her leash. It's not Coop that she's going for - it's the woman talking to him, the harried woman who apparently lost her dog months ago because she let her out without her leash like usual, and she just hadn't ever come back home.

Raleigh's pulled towards the woman, and she abruptly exclaims Dottie! and drops to her knees to hug the dog who's wagging her tail so much in happiness that she's wiggling, and Raleigh looks up at Coop with wide eyes and raised brows, slipping the leash off her wrist to offer it to the lady, if she'd take it.

"Hey," she says a minute later when she's now leashless and the woman's still snuggling her newly-found dog. "You having a good day? Seems like she is," she says with a tip of her head to the woman with a smile.

[ooc: If you're not coop, feel free to tag Raleigh sitting on the steps snuggling the Dachshund, or after when she's dogless! :3]

[coopdetat]

Fucking Dottie.

Janelle has been looking for Dottie for three months now because no matter how many goddamn times Coop had advised against it, she lets the dog out with a collar and unsupervised to do her business every morning and evening. It was bound to happen sooner or later, that Dottie would just end up staying gone, and Coop hadn't been all too surprised when Janelle had showed up at the clinic begging for his help but he'd gone out to search the neighborhoods with her and put up flyers around town because he knows how difficult it is to lose a pet. It's like losing family, actual family, and he's not a cruel enough person to rub it in her face that she should have kept a better eye on her dog.

It's a lesson she won't have to learn twice, he's sure of that just looking at the way Janelle's crying into Dottie's fur and hugging him even though he'd really had nothing to do with the reunion before she offers a grateful smile to Raleigh and walks away to find her husband. Coop turns to Raleigh, letting out a little laugh as he shrugs.

"I mean, yeah, a day of smiling faces is a good day, right?" He hasn't seen Raleigh for longer than five minutes in a while and now that's got a good look at her, he thinks she maybe looks kind of tired. He'd stopped in to get a little something at Orchard House to show his support but it had been so busy that they hadn't really had more than a moment to chat so he can't really blame her; he's been busy trying to find a way to make sure his friend--her roommate, and Coop wonders if she knows what's been going on with Joel--doesn't like, die via demon or some shit, so he's a little less energetic lately himself. "How's things at the bakery, are you rocking a crazy profit yet or what?"

[starsfallen]

It's been a long time since Corry has seen Raleigh. Since before her father returned, since before the elopement. Which is not atypical, given how much has happened in such a short amount of time. Reuniting with Les, setting up a home of two now, the blackout. But her kind still shifts to Raleigh sometimes, at unexpected moments. The trauma that they shared has started to fade and heal, but she sometimes wonders how she is doing, hopes for her very best. Besides, they'd spoken of getting together after the cruise, and Corry had won baking lessons from her, but time had not allowed anything to come of it yet. And there she is, so wonderfully smiling, cuddled up to a small dog.

"Raleigh, hey!" Corry waves, jogging over to her with a smile. "Who's your new friend?"

[starsfallen]

Corrine has no intention of getting a pet. It's not something she's every really thought about given her aversion to cats and previously-nomadic lifestyle that had her globetrotting between movie sets and at the grandest parties that did not cater to having anything to take care of beyond herself (and sometimes not even that). But that morning, as she and Will jog past the park, something compels her to stop. It's a good cause and she wants to support Coop - but there's something more. The sudden shift her life has taken to home and stability calls for a consideration thats never before even crossed her mind.

As they pass the park, Corrine pauses, motioning for Will to stop and jogging a few steps back. "Should we check it out?" She grins, removing her earbuds. "I bet 'Siren Cove royalty' could help get some pets adopted."

[willcabot]

The run was more for Corrine than Will, keeping his pace slow so that Corry could keep up he reached out to touch her hand and smiled at the fact he could get away with this in public now. No, dirty weekends in hotel rooms until the other was worn out. No hiding their relationship, no press speculating wildly on what they were doing. The will they-won't they status taken away from them. It was heaven, it was peaceful and Will was loving every moment of it.

Realising Corry had stopped behind him, Will turned and slowed down before jogging back towards her. Realising what she was looking at, Will raised an eyebrow at her before smiling.

"We're not adopting a Cat," Will informed her. Cats didn't like him that much, they tended to think he was food or hissed at the fact that he radiated predator in his siren form. Pulling his shirt up over his head, Will wiped down the sweat sheen off his body before grinning at Corry. "Think this will help people come over to adopt?"

[satore]

A soft whine drew Tonio's attention, glancing down he smiled at the soft whimper of a white wolf pup. Bending down Tonio picked up the white pup, smiling as it whimpered before butting his hand and chest and sniffing at him.

"Sorry beautiful one, I have a very jealous cat who would likely curse you for trying to hog all my attention." Tonio murmured, carrying the pup close to his chest as he tried to find where he had come from and who he belonged to. Scratching the pup, he let it lick his cheek as he carried it back over. "Does he belong to anyone?"

[techwitch]

"I think adoption days kind of work with the idea of there being pets that don't belong to anyone just yet."

Luke tries to have a look at the pup. "He's going to be gorgeous though. Are you sure about your cat? Were you even talking about a real 'cat'?"

[asharpertongue]

Lara wasn't even going to pretend she was here for any other reason than to see cute animals. She'd brought Osha for the trip out and to make some new friends but mostly she was here for petting the little creatures.

She leaned back against a stand with an armful of bunny, and watched as a cheeky kitten practically leapt at Osha who carefully fell to the ground and played dead while the kitten padded at her nose. It was beyond cute.

She grinned and turned to the stand operator. "Where can I make a donation?" It was the least she could do really after spending the morning playing with the animals.

[abster]

"Not sure, I'm just here for the awesome pets." Abigail muttered, brow furrowing in confusion as she looked at the woman. Like she knew her or like her name was on the tip of the tongue which was weird because she knew she'd never met her before. It was just sort of like- belonging. Which was weird. Abigail never felt like that with pretty much anyone but Sam. And Sam was weird boy- friend, friend who was boy territory. "Do I know you? You seem- I don't know."

Like she was calling to her.

[coopdetat]

Before the operator can answer, Coop swoops in and cuts her off with a cheeky smile. "Sorry, Patty, is this woman bothering you?" Patty blinks at him in confusion, and she's never really found him to be all that amusing--he's been told that she doesn't exactly approve of how much he gets around, though she's never said anything to his face--which is fine, totally fine, but Coop doesn't let the smile let up and they have a brief staring contest until she eventually just rolls her eyes and turns away. There's a hint of a smile curving her lips, though, Coop can see it, and he's looking awfully smug when he turns back to Lara.

"That Patty," he says, loud enough for her to hear, and he can see Patty's shoulders shaking just slightly as she busies herself with a family of four who are pointing out one of the bunnies. "Anyway, Lara, light of my life, moon and stars or whatever all that shit is, it's been like fifty years. I can take your donation but I demand that it also come with a hug. And if you wanna sneak in a quick peck, I promise I won't tell the mister."

[meowhistory]

The only reason why Lena wasn't an one-hundred percent thrilled about this, was because she was a little worried that someone might think of her as a stray and that she'd be put behind bars. Doors and windows she could open, but bars?

So she sneaked in behind Lara and Osha and tried to find some cats to entertain herself with. Maybe she could build an army, to show Sunny who really owned the Kaminski house.

[tothelighthouse]

Dylan noticed a gorgeous grey cat sneaking around behind some other cats. He thought he recognised her, so he crouched down to get a closer look. Yes! It was the cat he'd held that day at the zoo. He wasn't sure how she managed to get in, but he assumed she wasn't a stray, given how well cared for she looked.

"Fancy seeing you here"

[abster]

"Hey, I know you?" Abigail muttered, looking at the fluffball that had tried to rescue her. Smiling she ducked down, holding out her hand to see if the cat would come to see her. "Hey, kitty thanks for saving my life."

[starsfallen]

"Cinderella?!" Corry is doing everything she can to avoid the cats at the event, even resorting to some fancy footwork to maneuver away from one that tried to rub against her ankles. But the resemblance is undeniable and of course the cat who lived with her for a brief time and then tried to maul her and then turned out to be the pet of Corrine's lost brother - who she subsequently (supposedly) abandoned - is imprinted on her mind forever.

"Cinderella, what are you doing here?" She eyes the cat warily, debating whether to suck it up and scoop her up and find Bach or keeping a safe distance before the terrifying feline swipes out her eye with a talon. ...Claw. Something sharp and terrifying. "Don't you have someone who misses you?"

And she is talking to a cat. Obviously coming here was a bad idea. At least Will is distracted with a dog so her cant see her like this.

[tothelighthouse]

Dylan is busy helping people out when he turns and sees a beautiful big greyhound, and instantly falls in love.

He goes looking for Coop to see if she's already been claimed. Spotting him from afar, he tries to catch his eye with a small, awkward wave.

[astra_inclinant]

Mira's just getting up from being affectionately mauled by a big blue rangy pitbull mix kinda dog who she's sat down with to let it lick her like it's never seen a human before. Oh god. Her parents will tell her absolutely not. No matter if she trains this thing to save babies from fires. "I'm sorry," she tells it, "you're really beautiful," and ruffles its ears.

She looks up, just in time to see a cute, awkwardly lanky boy wave in her general direction.

Mira glances around at the hundred other people he could be waving at. She's pretty sure it's not at her, but she tilts her head at him questioningly just in case.

[coopdetat]

Coop's in the middle of explaining to one of his regular clients, Betty--and not for the first time--that "micropigs" are really just newborn piglets that won't necessarily stay micro for very long when he sees Dylan waving at him. It's a good enough reason for Coop to escape the conversation, and he's starting to think that Betty is only asking him this shit over and over again because she wants to find an excuse to chat. She's lovely, she is, but she's also married to a guy who'll spend sixteen hours in the office on a regular day and only rarely takes the weekends off. He knows this because she tells him at every appointment for her Pomeranian, Coco.

Coop wouldn't say he necessarily has a type but if he does, it's most definitely not married people. A big reason why he's backed off on even flirting with Joel is because he'd tied the knot with Spencer, and Coop's not that big of an asshole. He's only moderate levels of asshole.

He excuses himself with an apologetic smile, a kiss to the cheek, and the promise of seeing her at Coco's next visit to the clinic before speedwalking over to where Dylan's standing with one of the dogs up for adoption, a gorgeous greyhound that Coop himself would love to take home if he didn't think his own dogs would kill him first. "Dylan, my man," he greets, grinning as he approaches and kneeling down to scratch the greyhound behind her ears. "Looks like you found a new friend."