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Kanaya Maryam liked routines.
She liked to know what was going happen and when it was going to happen, something quite easy when living in the outskirts of Alternia with only a Virgin Mothergrub and a Laptop as a way for company. It was…a pleasant experience all things considered.
But she knew it wasn’t gonna last, her dreams on Prospit told her.
“Well aren’t you dashing today?”, she said to her only other companion as she fixed a little bowtie in his suit, “Forgive me for my impertinence but I can’t help it with how much the outfit suits you…”
The suit in question was a perfect fit for the little barkbeast that had arrived at her home a few weeks ago fightning against the hordes of undead on it’s own. She thought it was a mutant Lusus that had somehow managed to stay alive against all odds but the Chainsaw Blade on their head made her reconsider that line of thought.
Still, she tried to make it go away several times before but he always came back the next day.
And after a particularly nasty night making sure to keep the undead at bay, had served as a very deadly weapon.
In any other universe, the relationship would be similar to one of a girl and Her Dog but the alien girl had no frame of reference for this.They stayed togueter until a particularly nasty accident with a transportalizer late in their game, the little barkbeast nevert be seen again.
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One Universe Later...
GA: Rose, Would You Mind Telling Me The Name Of The Crude Blonde Human?
TT: You mean Dave?
GA: No, The One With The Spiky Teeth
TT: Denji? Is there a reason you're bringing him into our talks?
GA: He Stole My Fucking Dog