[This...is something he never would have thought would happen to him, truth be told. As smart as he is, as much as he can figure out and deduce on his own, he never would have figured this out on his own until Clarke approached him the day before inside ViViD and told him the truth.
"I'm sorry; you don't remember me, do you? My name is Clarke. We used to be friends. Somewhere else. Probably pretty far away from here, but we called it home for about two years; it's called the Drabwurld, and we lived in a city called Diasbaile."
From there the truth came out and he learned that Grell and Bellamy were from that world, that they, too, knew him once upon a time. Knowing that now, he had plenty of questions. When Grell invited him over to discuss everything, of course he said yes. That didn't mean he wasn't nervous about it though.
By the time Bellamy opens the door he's about to say "hello" before a wall of fur barrels into him, nearly knocking him over as the wet dog nose pushes against his hands.]
Whoa! [He stops, glancing up at the others in the room before he grins and crouches down to the dog's height, holding her head and petting her. A dog is a dog, even if he doesn't recognize her. At least it's a good distraction.] You guys always greet your guests like that or what?
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"I'm sorry; you don't remember me, do you? My name is Clarke. We used to be friends. Somewhere else. Probably pretty far away from here, but we called it home for about two years; it's called the Drabwurld, and we lived in a city called Diasbaile."
From there the truth came out and he learned that Grell and Bellamy were from that world, that they, too, knew him once upon a time. Knowing that now, he had plenty of questions. When Grell invited him over to discuss everything, of course he said yes. That didn't mean he wasn't nervous about it though.
By the time Bellamy opens the door he's about to say "hello" before a wall of fur barrels into him, nearly knocking him over as the wet dog nose pushes against his hands.]
Whoa! [He stops, glancing up at the others in the room before he grins and crouches down to the dog's height, holding her head and petting her. A dog is a dog, even if he doesn't recognize her. At least it's a good distraction.] You guys always greet your guests like that or what?