Almost too Friendly (Arrow)

[FALLEN]

Blackjack

The sun was high in the sky, but the air was a crisp as is ever would be in the winter. As dogs walked by, you could see the breath coming from their mouths. It was a nice day for a walk in Dane Avenue and Blackjack happen to be walking by an old restaurant. His nose pressed up against the glass, fogging it up a little has his hot breath landed on its cold surface. He had heard that some of these places sold food to the humans and sometimes the strays would get the leftovers. His mouth watered as he thought of human food. Blackjack only was given some human food for rewards, which was extremely rare in the dog fighter’s area.

The big Doberman pincher’s stomach growled at the thought of food and he failed to notice drooling a little bit. Embarrassed, Blackjack jumped back from the window and tried to think of something else. The weather was nice, but not nice enough to keep his mind off food. Shaking is head, Blackjack thought that maybe the best way to stop thinking about food was to either sleep or talk. He knew sleep was out because at this moment he didn’t feel the least bit sleepy. Which only meant one thing; He had to find someone to spark up a conversation with. His golden eyes search the surrounding area until he found someone in the crowd. As soon as he spotted the female, he walked over to her with one of his friendly looks. It was gamble on whether or not she would speak to him or not, but Blackjack was a gambler.


Other: I am really bad at title names, so i could change it if you'd like...

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[atrb=background,http://i43.tinypic.com/ao8jfc.jpg] Maze laid out lazily on the asphalt of the street, soaking up a few of the winter rays. Normally she would have been sitting in some shadow, thinking horrible thoughts towards the sun and wishing it would just die. But for some reason today she felt like enjoying it. Maybe it was because she had hardly been out in it. Or maybe it was because she was bored with the normal and wanted to do something new. Either way it didn't matter and she wasn't going to dwell on why she was doing it. The female lifted her head when one of the walking dogs stopped outside the restaurant she was laying semi near. She was amused as his hot breath started to fog up the front window. She snorted as unsightly drool started to fall from his jowls. She figured he was thinking of the food the place once served and how marvelous it would be to be able to have some. Think of it made her realize how she hadn't eaten in a few days and was famished. She started to get up and was just about to take off when the drooling male walked over to her. Great. Just what I need. she sarcastically thought to herself. You looked like a bumbling idiot drooling over there. she informed none to kindly before he could say a thing to her. Notes;; I think the title is fine. Credits;; post and post table (c) to arrow, image to sunnyblueday@dA

[FALLEN]

Blackjack

Blackjack quickly lifted a front paw to wipe away the drool. He was so lost in thought that he hadn’t realized that he had been drooling. He then chuckled at he comment, picturing himself staring though a window of an empty building drooling. It would make him seem like an idiot. “Yeah, I guess I would have looked pretty silly.” He said coming up to the female Australian Shepard. “I haven’t eat in few days, so I’m hungry.” He paused looking at the other dog. “My name’s Blackjack by the way. What’s yours?” He asked sitting down, but even sitting the brown Doberman pinscher was taller than the other she-dog. He noticed she was just about to leave. Maybe she was hungry also or did she have another place to be. Oh well, he had taken a chance and was now talking to the she-dog. By the way, do you know of any place where some food can be found? I haven’t been in this area very much.” He asked as his stomach yearning for something to fill it.

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[atrb=background,http://i43.tinypic.com/ao8jfc.jpg] Maze frowned as the male chuckled. Her goal wasn't to make him chuckle. But there she had gone and made him chuckle. With an insult. That wasn't how you get others to chuckle. There was obviously something wrong with this male. Or he was so brain missing that he took an insult as a joke or a compliment or something. That's not very hard to tell that. the sneered. With all your very unattractive drooling. She stood there, still frowning and staring at the now sitting doberman. You don't need to know my name, Blackjack. she snapped at him. Her bad attitude was magnified by the fact she was hungry and the male was keeping her from getting food. As for food, i'm getting some. For my self. She then turned and started to stalk away. She then stopped, almost positive that the male was following her. Notes;; sorry i took so long to reply. Credits;; post and post table (c) to arrow, image to sunnyblueday@dA