Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:08:15 GMT
Floorplan referenceNoa sat in the chair facing towards the television, knees drawn up and arms wrapped around them. The news was losing its appeal to her after some of the things she had heard about inside the Division, but she had yet to see anything firsthand, as she had yet to be sent on a mission. She knew her time was almost up before she'd be sent into the field, and she was worried about it, but for now she was just trying to push it out of mind.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:11:09 GMT
Bishop was on the second floor, in his room, reading. Because he had his nose buried in a book, he'd failed to notice that Gale had wandered off.
The massive grey wolf padded down the stairs and sat down next to the chair Noa was in, eyes fixed on the news.
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:14:21 GMT
Noa hadn't heard Gale, but slowly turned her head down to see the wolf. She let out a panicked cry and fell off the other side of the chair. This was her first night here; was this normal? Regardless, it scared the shit out of her.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:18:02 GMT
Bishop heard the cry, and threw his book down, practically vaulting the banister onto the stairs.
Gale turned to look at her, regarding her with as much of an expression of confusion as his lupine face could muster, before turning back to watch the news.
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:19:07 GMT
Noa looked around, but her eyes kept going back to the wolf. This had to be normal, right? How else would this get in here?
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:22:42 GMT
Bishop saw what was happening, and barely managed to stifle a laugh. Gale was sitting there, watching the news, and the new girl had practically shit her pants in fear, from the way she was taking cover behind the chair.
"Gale won't hurt you. Unless you're a bad guy. Or girl, I suppose." Bishop said. Gale looked at Bishop, and returned to watching the news.
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:25:08 GMT
"So this...this wolf is yours?" she questioned him, voice quivering with fear yet. "You just have a wolf in the house like this?"
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:34:44 GMT
"Well, the wolf did save my life, and we appear to psychically linked. So yes, I just have a wolf in the house like this." Bishop said, seating himself on the couch next to Gale. "He's not going to hurt you."
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:37:11 GMT
Noa slowly stood up and looked down at the wolf on the other side of the chair. She looked at Bishop, "Hardly a normal thing, in normal life. It's hard to get used to."
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:43:41 GMT
"Normal is overrated."
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:44:27 GMT
"If you say so...," she muttered, going to the loveseat instead of the chair.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:48:24 GMT
"Well, you're a member of the Division now. Like it or not, your life will never be normal again." Bishop said. Gale repositioned so he was seated in front of the chair, eyes still fixed on the TV.
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:49:14 GMT
"I haven't done any field work yet. My life still is at least somewhat normal," she told him.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 9, 2013 2:54:37 GMT
"That's gonna change real fast."
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Noa Clarke
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 9, 2013 2:57:00 GMT
"I imagine," she muttered, her eyes going between the television and the wolf.
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