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animal adoption day [open to all]
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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Lara huffed a laugh. "Yes you are. It's pouring off you in waves." She said, smiling happily. Lara wasn't about to feed into her pretence that she wasn't what she was. "And maybe you should ask him about his powers. I'm sure he'd be happy to tell you. Although you are a lot like him, in that sense."
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"I'd have to want to talk to him to actually ask him any questions. And I don't," Abigail replied stubbornly. She didn't want to talk to him, she just had to keep reminding herself of that. He'd broken her, he'd broken them all and she could put herself back together just fine without him. "Can everyone tell? That I... am?"
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"No. Not everyone. Other sirens can if they pay attention. I'm the Matriarch here so it's easier for me." She eyed Abigail and tilted her head. "Does it worry you? Being what you are?"
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"No, I'm not- I just don't want to be like him. Gabby is all about being a siren, you can't keep her out of the water but then she thinks da- our father walks on water. She's eight though, so." Abigail muttered as if that explained everything. She didn't want any reminders of him. She hated when people said she must look like her dad, that she had his dark hair and that she was just as stubborn as he was. She just wished she was more like her mom, like Gabby was.
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Lara smiled. "I don't think you have anything to worry about. Robert is one of a kind, thankfully." She said, reassuringly.
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"Thank god for that, right?" Abigail muttered. She didn't want to be like him. Abandoning her kids and lying and just doing stupid shit and controlling them all the time. Pretending he cared.
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"I don't think the world could handle any more than one of him." Lara agreed. She looked around at the fair. "So are you here to adopt?"