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[center][h1][color=Orange]Barca Xavier[/color] and [b]Ce-Jay Wilson[/b][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] The Front Gates; The Academy.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other.[/sup][/center]
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Barca was satisfied as he walked off, poking Glaber as he did so. The Owl gave a small sound, which pleased Barca, but didn’t wake. [color=orange]”Lazy, well, we’ll be in our dorm soon”[/color] He said to the owl, which received no response. Which at this stage, he didn’t expect any. Lowering the cage now that he had ascertained that the owl was alive, he glanced about. There weren’t really any students he wished to approach right then. Of course, there was the boy that seemed immune to his telepathy, but he quickly figured out that he was talking with the annoying girl who had tried to lecture him. So that option was out, he didn’t want to interact with her, physically at least. 
 
So Barca once more opened his mind to those around him, listening into the thoughts fluttering through their minds. None seemed to hold his attention, so he began to do what he did best- dig for secrets. Perhaps the only information he didn’t have his hands on readily was that in people’s minds, which took time to find even with his telepathic training. 
 
He still kept an awareness of those around him, just in case something interesting did occur in someone’s mind. 
 
[b]"I am free. Running is nice. I never get to run. Where is my ball? I must find my - SQUIRREL!"[/b] Ce-Jay stopped mid-run and sat back on his haunches, his little black nose sniffing at the air. The thick, yellow tail began to wag and Ce-Jay was back up again, sniffing. He stopped, let his tongue hang out, and began running again. 
 
The abnormal thoughts that were expressed with such excitement slammed against Barca’s mind, distracting him from what he was doing. He looked about, setting Glaber down as he sought to find the owner of the thoughts, wondering if they were mentally ill. 
 
[b]”So many smells. I'm not used to so many smells. I smell cookies. Cookies are yum. Master feeds me cookies when I am a good boy. I smell water. I am thirsty. I must find a place to potty."[/b]
 
Barca frowned, once more trying to track the mental voice, now under the impression that whatever it was, it wasn’t human. The humans and Aliens Barca had met tended to have a filter in their thoughts. Base desires were generally unconscious, so he concluded that it must be an animal of some kind, something he hadn’t had much experience with. He scanned the crowd, knowing he could trace the thought, but knowing it could also hurt the animal, and Barca didn’t want that. 
 
Maneuvering the crowd towards the area he could smell water and grass (a great place to go potty!), Ce-Jay bumped himself into Barca’s leg. The blonde canine stopped and looked up at him, tongue lolling out to the side and generally looking rather happy with himself.
 
[b]”Human! I have found the human and the human has found me! Hello human. I would like to go potty now. Oh pretty please? May I go potty? I have been a good boy![/b] Ce-Jay turned himself around, giving Barca his rear to show just how much his tail was wagging, his head looking over his body and back at Barca, as if waiting for something. 
 
As the dog bumped into him, Barca frowned down at it. The dog was more than a little excited, and Barca had absolutely no idea what to do with him. This was why he had Glaber. Much simpler to deal with then an excitable canine. 
 
[color=orange]”uh… you can go potty… “[/color] He said with a little bit of uncertainty, wondering if the dog would even understand him. [color=orange]”Just not on me, that wouldn’t be being a good boy”[/color] Just what had he gotten himself into?
 
[b]”Oh boy oh boy!”[/b] Ce-Jay began to spin himself around in circles. [b]The human has said I can go potty! I shall go now! Thank you, human! You have been most kind! I love you! We are now friends![/b] Ce-Jay then took off, running full speed through the group of students until he broke free of the crowd to a less dense area towards the lake.
 
Barca looked after the dog, a little perplexed. He was friends… with a dog? Just how quickly did dogs give you their loyalty? [i]Well, about thirty seconds I guess[/i] He thought to himself, shaking his head, he did wonder if the dog actually would ‘go potty’ or would get distracted by something else. And why was he actually thinking that about a dog? He shook his head again. 
 
Just who did the dog belong to?