Connor (
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asgardchrysalis2020-05-01 09:23 am
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o3; Companion
Who: Connor (
dataset) and any residents of the Happy Hens Farm
What: Adopting stray animals questionmark?
When: May 1
Where: Happy Hens Farm
Warnings: Nnnnnothing right now.
If he were going to undertake the task of caring for an animal in the future, it would be prudent to look into how to care for them first. Or - more pointedly - how to consistently feed them. Connor had been told that the stables were the best place to start looking. Apparently, there was some sort of food supply that Wanderers were free to use.
So Connor set out for the stables on the only farm that he knew of in Asgard - Happy Hens Farm. The android headed to the farm grounds, idly adjusting the cuffs of his jacket as he did so. It had been getting warmer as of late, but he still couldn't quite shake the habit of dressing in the button-down shirts and long jackets that the city seemed eager to provide.
Connor glanced around the stalls and fenced-in areas to see if there was anyone around. He'd only been to the farm once before. Hopefully, there was someone around who could assist him.
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What: Adopting stray animals questionmark?
When: May 1
Where: Happy Hens Farm
Warnings: Nnnnnothing right now.
If he were going to undertake the task of caring for an animal in the future, it would be prudent to look into how to care for them first. Or - more pointedly - how to consistently feed them. Connor had been told that the stables were the best place to start looking. Apparently, there was some sort of food supply that Wanderers were free to use.
So Connor set out for the stables on the only farm that he knew of in Asgard - Happy Hens Farm. The android headed to the farm grounds, idly adjusting the cuffs of his jacket as he did so. It had been getting warmer as of late, but he still couldn't quite shake the habit of dressing in the button-down shirts and long jackets that the city seemed eager to provide.
Connor glanced around the stalls and fenced-in areas to see if there was anyone around. He'd only been to the farm once before. Hopefully, there was someone around who could assist him.
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Connor clasped his hands behind his back as his attention strayed to the pooch just beyond her. "What's your dogs name?"
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