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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">“Hey,” Luna called softly into the alley. After a moment, she grinned; she had to admit that she didn’t really know what she was doing. Here she was, following a stray dog into an alley just because she felt she should. It was a silly thing to do, and she wondered for a moment if maybe she hadn’t gotten enough sleep. I’m here now, she conceded to herself. Might as well.<br/>
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Cautiously, she entered the alley, trying to get a better look at the sitting dog. Her teal eyes met his brown ones, and she smiled. He definitely didn’t have three heads - she felt a bit silly that she’d ever thought the dog had more than one. He definitely didn’t look like a stray, either, and the way he was sitting and the surprising gleam of intelligence in eyes convinced her that he was well-behaved.<br/>
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“Hello,” she said, more quietly this time, and knelt down in front of him. Carefully, she scooped him up in her arms, holding him against her chest and gently scratching his head. “Are you lost?” she asked. She had a habit of not talking to animals in baby talk, like others did. Well, it wasn’t as if he could answer, anyway. She could always make some posters to try to find his owner.</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>Vergil was about to say something.  Something wise, something intelligent, something that would catch the girl's attention.  But being picked up and being stroked tended to make you lose your train of thought.  But this happened often enough.  It was fine, being pressed up against breasts was always nice.  Not having baby talk?  Even better.  Still after a while, he looked up at her, letting the glamour fall.  "As much as I like being pressed against your breasts, and they are nice, we need to talk.  Would you mind putting me down?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>