[@Lugubrious] [@DracoLunaris]

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[b][center]Word Count:  509
Level: Lv: 6  EXP:  (3/60)
Location: Dead Zone Hinterlands - Martira, Old Castle Town
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Harry was still catching his breath from the running he did from the shopkeeper. There was a big chance she would ban him from the shop. As well as telling others they should be wary of a smelly, mustached man.  “Oh yeah, it sure was a steal.” He said, laughing but feeling uncomfortable doing so. Big beads of sweat were running down his greasy face. Harry wiped his face, noticing there was a lot of sweat.  But his discomfort was broken thanks to Band’s little joke. “I don’t know. I think I look pretty good.” This comment from Harry made someone laugh. But he assumed that was the voice in his head.  Harry adjusted the bowtie, thinking he looked pretty suave with it on. 

“Let’s go, partner.” Harry said, winking and giving Band a pair of finger guns. He clicked his thumb against his hand like it was a gun. Before they had gotten to the gate, Harry noticed a white-furred wolf staring at him. Harry felt the wolf was following him, even watching him while he was washing his clothes. Slowly, Harry approached the wolf, being cautious in case the wolf would try to bite him. 

“[color=ed1c24]If it does, you can should just rip its fucking throat out with your teeth.[/color]” Endurance said with intense rage in its voice.

“I’m not gonna hurt an animal. What am I, Cuno.” Harry said, shaking his head. He extended his hand for the wolf to sniff. “Hi, doggy, I ain’t gonna hurt ya. My name is Harry.” He said, widening his rather frightening grin. Amaterasu could see how yellow and dirty Harry’s teeth were. 

“[color=fff200]How do you know it’s even a dog? Obviously, this animal is a wolf.[/color]” Perception said 

“[color=662d91]That is not a wolf; that is a god.[/color]” Shiver said, correcting Perception. 

“[b]PRAISE THE SUN!!![/b]” His ugly tie yelled from inside the plastic bag, which seemed to pierce Harry’s ear. 

Harry wondered if this dog could join their merry band of misfits. “How about you come with us? You can be my trusty detective dog.” He rubbed his chin, thinking of a name for the wolf. Clicking his fingers, figuring out the perfect name for the wolf. “I will call you Dog Mullens, like famous book detective Dick Mullens.”  Harry was searching his bag for anything he could give Dog Mullens. Eventually he pulled out a dirty looking fedora from his bag. Placing it carefully on her head. Amaterasu could smell a mixture of garbage and soap coming from the hat. He motioned for the wolf to follow him and Band to Curien’s mansion. 

During the trek, Harry could feel his legs getting quite tired. The thought of resting briefly came to mind, but he thought Band would want to keep going.  As they walked, his attention was focused on Band.  The mention of Kim made Harry quite miserable. He felt like he had not only lost a good partner but also a good friend.  “Umm, no Kim was my partner.” The detective said, shoving his hands into his pocket.