[hi. does harley have her hyena. can i godmod you into hyena. i just thought it'd be funniest to start off with the meeting like this. wherever they pass each other:]
Think you got luckier than the rest of us, when it comes to companions...
[says the guy with a bug peeking out of one vest pocket.]
[yeah!! it's safe to assume the hyena is always here. harley isn't going to abandon her son in a spaceship full of strangers. that's irresponsible pet ownership.
she stops with the hyena, and immediately spots the bug in his vest pocket.]
Oh, shit. You're actually keeping the cockroach as a pet?
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Think you got luckier than the rest of us, when it comes to companions...
[says the guy with a bug peeking out of one vest pocket.]
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she stops with the hyena, and immediately spots the bug in his vest pocket.]
Oh, shit. You're actually keeping the cockroach as a pet?
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[the roach waves its little legs... indignantly? can a bug express this?]
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[HELP. THE LITTLE LEGGY WAVING. she rolls her eyes.]
Sheesh, settle down. You get to be the Neil Armstrong of cockroaches.
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[neil whomst? the roach is equally confused, probably, no longer waving its leggies.]
I think a newspaper wouldn't cut it, anyway.
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[well. first human, in any case. she squints at the roach.]
Oh, right. These guys are supposed to be tough enough to survive a nuclear explosion, huh?