[Well, that is a Big Dog. Palamedes hasn't really seen too many dogs before, in his life? But even if he had, Lady would by far be the biggest. He has genuinely never seen a wolf, but as he watches them return from his loitering spot, ah... wow.
He says, to Lady, as is only appropriate,] Good evening, Lady.
[And then,] She's lovely, and I'm amazed she managed to fit comfortably under the table. Come with me, I'll get the door.
[It's locked with a code that several incredibly inconsiderate people have been trying to crack, but luckily the fireworks seem to have distracted from that particular activity by now. He leads both ladies over to said door, taps in the code, and gestures for them to follow him down the stairs once the door swings open.
Inside the bunker is, hm, cluttered indeed; it's essentially one room, roughly sectioned out into purposed corners: the little kitchen, the corner with the bed in it, the corner with Lots Of Books in it, and the 'sitting room' space, which also contains one (1) Rio asleep on her enormous pet bed. Briefly, Palamedes' own omen is visible lurking in the Books corner atop a wheeled chalkboard: a very large and furious-looking bird of prey, but he gives her a look and a significant gesture and she dissipates in a wisp. The noises from above are far more muffled down here, of course.
Palamedes gestures, a touch uncertain of where a big dog would like to sit? Ah... there's a couch?]
Well, make yourselves comfortable. I don't know how long they'll be at it up there.
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He says, to Lady, as is only appropriate,] Good evening, Lady.
[And then,] She's lovely, and I'm amazed she managed to fit comfortably under the table. Come with me, I'll get the door.
[It's locked with a code that several incredibly inconsiderate people have been trying to crack, but luckily the fireworks seem to have distracted from that particular activity by now. He leads both ladies over to said door, taps in the code, and gestures for them to follow him down the stairs once the door swings open.
Inside the bunker is, hm, cluttered indeed; it's essentially one room, roughly sectioned out into purposed corners: the little kitchen, the corner with the bed in it, the corner with Lots Of Books in it, and the 'sitting room' space, which also contains one (1) Rio asleep on her enormous pet bed. Briefly, Palamedes' own omen is visible lurking in the Books corner atop a wheeled chalkboard: a very large and furious-looking bird of prey, but he gives her a look and a significant gesture and she dissipates in a wisp. The noises from above are far more muffled down here, of course.
Palamedes gestures, a touch uncertain of where a big dog would like to sit? Ah... there's a couch?]
Well, make yourselves comfortable. I don't know how long they'll be at it up there.