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[trash_panda]

[Going through your kitchen for food.]

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[midnightdoctor]

She grabs the broom just in case.

"Oh shit! A raccoon!"

[candysgirl]

Are you looking for something specific?

[blue_blazes]

You keep that up and I'm turning the hose on you.

[trash_panda]

What the...[Thought the place was empty, jumps.]

I thought this place was empty!

[trash_panda]

Food mostly. A guys gotta eat.

[trash_panda]

You're telling me I get free food and a wash?

[midnightdoctor]

"A talking raccoon." She can feel her legs go a little weak. Is she hallucinating? Is he some rogue experiment gone wrong. How does a raccoon even have vocal chords to make specific word sounds?

"How can you talk?" She asks holding the broom like a bat just in case he tries to jump at her or eat her face. Raccoons was never her area of study.

[candysgirl]

Sit down at the table, I'll warm you a plate of leftovers. [She's not at all surprised to have a strange, talking raccoon in her kitchen]. I just cleaned, so I'd rather not have another mess at this time.

[w_zimmerman]

Whoa, hey, where did you come from?

[colonelcannibal]

Probably best if you not eat that.

[blue_blazes]

I thought you animals were supposed to keep yourself clean?

[doctormagnus]

Not again.

[trash_panda]

The same way you can talk sweet cheeks. With my mouth.

[Carries on looking through the bottom two shelves.]

You got anything decent to eat in here?

[trash_panda]

Who am I to turn down a free wash!

[trash_panda]

Look, I'm sorry but a guys gotta eat.

[trash_panda]

What, why?

[trash_panda]

A galaxy far far away...which is why I'm so hungry.

[w_zimmerman]

One talking space-racoon, check. Although it's weird that you'd develop almost identically to an Earth-based racoon.

[Will is not fazed by the idea of a talking racoon. He's seen stranger in his life. What's still getting him is how the thing got into a kitchen, in a locked cabin, in a cave, half a mile under the city. Not that he lets that interfere with his sense of hospitality. Magnus would be appalled if he wasn't polite to a visitor of the sort that is so clearly that normally catered to by the Sanctuary.]

Okay, so, one hungry talking bipedal racoon. Would you like me to make you something?

[doctormagnus]

I'll remind you there's such a thing as asking.

[colonelcannibal]

*He thinks a moment, then shrugs; it's not like a giant raccoon could easily call the cops even if it wasn't a thief.* Because I'm a wendigo. Unless you're fine with eating the last person who trespassed on my land, it's probably best to leave that meat to me.

[blue_blazes]

Well stay out of my fridge and I'll let you use the shower.

[midnightdoctor]

Huh. Sally's still a bit disturbed but the thing just seems to be interested in eating and not in attacking so that's a great start.

"You want it raw or well done?"