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She has this vague memory of seeing him once -- before all of this, before Rossum.
It was in a park somewhere, and she was with her friends. She can't remember how old she was, but she remembers that it was a hot day and that Alpha was walking a dog on a leash across a grassy opening. She remembers watching him kneel down to give the panting animal some water, stroking its back as it drank, and later playing fetch with the dog, tossing a stick high into the cloudless sky and across the field.
"Dalmation?" he asks, curiosity on his tongue.
Echo nods. "Yeah," she says, her eyes transfixed on his, hoping he remembers too.
"I," he draws the word slowly. "I know that dog."
She reaches for him, drawing him close to her. "Do you think it was real?"
Alpha places a kiss on her forehead, smiles at her. "It is now, I guess."
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Date: 2011-03-25 11:27 am (UTC)one thing about alpha/echo; pg; 158 words
Date: 2011-03-27 02:35 am (UTC)She has this vague memory of seeing him once -- before all of this, before Rossum.
It was in a park somewhere, and she was with her friends. She can't remember how old she was, but she remembers that it was a hot day and that Alpha was walking a dog on a leash across a grassy opening. She remembers watching him kneel down to give the panting animal some water, stroking its back as it drank, and later playing fetch with the dog, tossing a stick high into the cloudless sky and across the field.
"Dalmation?" he asks, curiosity on his tongue.
Echo nods. "Yeah," she says, her eyes transfixed on his, hoping he remembers too.
"I," he draws the word slowly. "I know that dog."
She reaches for him, drawing him close to her. "Do you think it was real?"
Alpha places a kiss on her forehead, smiles at her. "It is now, I guess."
-fin