(August 9) For Cassie

[slowspeedster]

Kon had given him the the nickel tour of the compound, which had garnered him a Green Lantern t-shirt and some jeans that might survive being worn, if not for too long. Then they'd headed towards where Cassie lived. At least, that's what Kon had said, but he wasn't entirely sure. Besides, his best friend had practically run away after pointing out which structure was hers.

Structure was definitely the word, because he wasn't even certain he'd want to live in something that looked like a reject from Robinson Crusoe. He hoped it was a lot better built than first impressions gave it. There were plenty of huts they'd passed, and this one did look more sound, but it was still something built from branches and palm fronds and things.

And what was the proper way to announce one's presence? Did he walk up and knock, or call out, or clap his hands, or what? He wasn't even sure how to approach before some animal growling from inside the structure made that a moot point. He really hoped it was a dog, but he wasn't going to put any other creature out of the realm of possibility. Stranger things had already happened this day.

"Uh, hi?" he called out, warily.

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[slowspeedster.livejournal.com]

"I don't think he has a spare bed, but there's supposed to be a place back in the Compound," Bart said. "Have to work that one out later. Might have to wait until after I get some real clothes. Kon couldn't stop laughing."

He realized she wouldn't know why Green Lantern was funny, but he'd explain if she asked. "I expect Iris wouldn't want me to stay in her house, from the look of it."

[thethirdwonder.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the Crash Room. It'll do till we can figure something out."

She whistled slightly and dropped her hand so Iris would come to her, rewarding the Golden with a scratch behind the ears. "Bring food next time. It's made her like Anatoly kinda."

[slowspeedster.livejournal.com]

"I can probably manage that. She's a lot bigger than Dox ever got. Does she like playing fetch? I used to be pretty good at throwing a tennis ball," Bart offered. "Promise I won't try to come into her house without permission, though. I'd hate for her to feel obliged to do anything more than growl."

[thethirdwonder.livejournal.com]

"She'd good at the fetching part. Just not the bringing it back." Cassie said with a small laugh as she looked down at her dog. "Just don't come in with Kon and you should be fine. She really doesn't like him."