Return to the Planet of a Prayer for the Lost

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Who: Edge, Marinette, Snake, and Adrien
When: Backdated to Dec. 2 because what is time
Where: A suburb down in the Near Shore.
What: Edge rounds up a team to hunt a missing dog.



"According to the prayer," Edge said as he stood before the others on the streetcorner where they'd convened, "this dog has been missing for a week, much longer than it had ever been away from home before. That means we're working with a cold scent and... possibly uncomfortable news at the end." No good way to put that, as he rubbed at the back of his neck. "But setting aside negative potential, we do have to consider that something may be keeping the dog away. So our goal here is to track the dog, find it, return it, and in doing all of that, establish for certain whether or not any forces beyond the normal are responsible."

Questions? Here was the chance.

Comments

[purr_ince]

Adrien moves picking his own path to take. But as Ayn comes down onto his arm he's arching a brow.

"Do you want down?"

He's stooping to bring Ayn closer to the ground. "Here. I mean it's a little dog not a person so the scent would be closer to the ground, right?" Heck if he knows. He's just guessing. So he'll let her down to the ground if that's where she wants to go.

Plagg gave a little snort. "You've got a Cat, three snakes, a ninja and a princess looking for a dog. This by far the strangest time I've been awakened."

[onehandsomeslickninja]

Up atop the nearest roof, Edge glanced from Marinette to the boys and back, then scowled. Something about this whole thing sat wrong in his mind. Lost dogs, those happened, and Edge was worried about what they'd find at the end of the road.

Here was hoping.

The scent, though old, lingered all over the street -- how many times had the dog been up and down, doing its business on walks, over time? They'd need to canvas carefully.

[doodlebuginette]

That comment made her feel a little silly for not thinking of it sooner, and she paused to kneel so that Martin could get closer to the ground. She wasn't sure if he was going to hop down or not, but at least this way it wouldn't be as long a drop.

"How long do you think it's going to take to find this dog?" she questioned, and then something else occurred to her.

"Do we even know the dog's name?" How had nobody thought of that yet? Maybe they were all too focused on figuring out the logistics of this to even think about something so simple, but now she just felt a little foolish.