The grounds: Friday morning [before classes]

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

It was a nice enough morning that Karal went down to the stables early, so he'd have time to take Trenor out to graze before opening the library.

The two were making their slow way across the lawn, Trenor occasionally dropping his head to pick at the grass, Karal more than a little distracted as he looked up into the sky, the lead rope loose in his hand.

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There was a Jeff here.

And where there was a Jeff, this early in the morning, there was also a Nana. Attached to a leash, and not particularly caring much about it. Which is to say that it wasn't so much Jeff walking Nana as Jeff getting dragged by Nana.

And then she paused.

It was that... thing.

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Trenor saw her and his head shot up, ears pricked forward. He took one step towards her and stopped, torn between playing with the hairy thing and staying with Karal.

He pawed the ground, prompting Karal to look at him in surprise, then jerked his head, flicking the lead rope out of Karal's hand, and leapt happily towards the hairy thing.

He felt as guilty as a horse could, knew he was being a Bad Horse, but it was just too much fun!

"Trenor!" Karal gaped after his horse, frozen in shock.

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And that would be the point where Jeff's arm was nearly wrenched out of place as Nana went from straining the leash forwards to straining it backwards, scrambling away in a manner befitting of a particularly scared housecat.

"NANA!"

In the process, she completely floored Jeff, who hit the ground hard, was dragged along several feet, and then let go of the leash, which skittered over the ground after the panicking dog.

"NANA! COME BACK! THIS IS NO TIME TO REPORT TO SPY TANK COMMAND!"

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"TRENOR, WHOA!" Karal called after him with little hope as he ran over to Jeff.

Trenor whickered and sped up to a canter, following after his playmate, careful not to get to close as he bounced along after her. Karal he ignored completely.

"Spy tank command?" he asked Jeff as crouched next to him.

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Nana ran away. She ran away, ran away. Occasionally she would pause and bark, but mostly, it was the running away that seemed like her best bet.

On the ground, Jeff pushed himself up. A little. Athletic, he was not. "Well," he said, "She's an evil spy tank, there ought to be a command somewhere. I just haven't found it yet."

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Trenor cantered after her happily, tossing his head, tail flagged, as he played his Favourite Game Ever.

Karal watched them get farther away, shocked that his horse had behaved so badly, then offered Jeff a hand up, impatient to go after Trenor. "Sunlord, I hope it's on the island somewhere, otherwise finding them is going to prove difficult."

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Jeff was more than pleased to use Karal's hand to wrench himself up.

He ran a hand through over his hair, and came up dirt. "I think I've turned into a sand monster," he said, sadly. He stared after the pets for a moment. "I imagine she'll be sleeping in front of my door again tonight." Pause. "Oh god. I'm an insomniac sand monster!"

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"...insomniac sand monster?" He stared, something he seemed to do whenever he encountered Jeff, then shook his head. "You're an insomniac sand monster without a dog, and I'm a priest without a horse, and neither of these are good things! Come on, we must go after them!"

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"I've got sand in my hair and Nana's about to lock me out of my room again," Jeff pointed out, soberly, "It's sort of hard to avoid in that set of circumstances." He had a lot of experience in this area.

He stared after the pets more. "They'll come back."

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Karal bit his lip, shifting from foot to foot, knowing he couldn't catch up with Trenor, but worrying he'd get the lead rope tangled, or trip, or eat the possibly-a-demon dog and colic. "You could shower," he suggested. "Which would remove the sand, and, wait -- why can't you simply step over her?"

A loud neigh sounded from somewhere in the distance.

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Followed quickly by loud, enthusiastic, and panicky barking. Nana had a voice on her.

"She bites me," Jeff said, sagging.

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"She bites you? Are you certain she's not a demon of some kind?" Maybe Trenor had been trying to protect him.

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"I'm fairly certain she's just an ordinary Saint Bernard," Jeff said, helplessly, "Who also happens to be an evil spy tank."

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

It was early. Chris figured it would be safe for him to run into town to buy Lana flowers before anyone else was awake and out.

When he saw Karal and a horse, he involuntarily shuddered. It was probably a very good thing he and Johnny hadn't actually found horses the other day.

He tried to sneak past without being spotted.

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Trenor snorted, ears pointing hopefully at the new person, because new people could often be persuaded to give him treats. It caught Karal's attention, and he looked over and smiled. "Good morning, Chris."

No, he hadn't listened to the radio. He did wonder why Chris seemed to be sneaking, though.

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Crap.

Chris forced a smile. "Morning, Karal. You're up early."

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"I wanted to take Trenor out before the library," he explained, shortening the lead and walking over. Trenor stretched his nose out towards Chris. "Is everything all right? You seem a bit...unsettled."

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Chris unconsciously took a step back from Trenor. "I'm... okay," he said. "Been a weird couple of days."

Which was an understatement of epic proportions.

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Trenor's ears drooped and he dropped his head to nose the grass sadly. Karal rolled his eyes at the horse's theatrics and scratched his neck. "Silly horse," he said affectionately, then considered Chris. "Anything I can help with?"

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"I doubt it," Chris said. "Unless you can make everyone forget something that happened."

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"No," he said slowly, leaning against Trenor's shoulder. "No, I've no way to do that. It can't have been so bad as that, though, surely?"

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"It was pretty bad," he confirmed. "I guess you didn't hear about it? I'm pretty sure it made radio on Wednesday. Something... weird... happened to me and Johnny Storm. We, uh... thought we were other people."

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Karal winced. "I didn't, no," he said. "Gremlin, body swap, or utter randomness?" And he couldn't believe the options just rolled off his tongue that way. Maybe he'd been here too long.

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"I'm... actually not sure?" Chris admitted. "Johnny and I were in my room, trying to plan a double date and the next thing we knew, we thought were cowboys who couldn't find our herd."

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He had to turn his head away to hide a smile, concentrating on setting Trenor's mane straight. "Cowboys?" he said. "I'm certain there's no cattle on the island. You must have been very confused."