06-08-2014, 04:40 PM
Drayson looked at the curious little creature in Sierra's hand as she held it up to her face, and nodded approvingly as she set it back. The animal did indeed seem to be well used to being handled, and once back in it's cage it waddled to the glass to peer and sniff curiously at the three of them.
At Sierra's interest and Rune's beckoning, he gave the 'mundane' hedgehog a farewell glance and moved to follow. The colourful girl seemed to be in her element; besides how well her extravagant colours matched with the GMO hedgehogs, her child-like exuberance was equally well suited.
Her off-hand comment about detectives was answered with an amused grin as the two girls walked ahead of him. He doubted either recognized him; he was rarely in the news, and fleeting at best when he was. That thought brought back memories of what outstanding cases still sat on his desk, waiting his personal attention. There was never an end to the work; perhaps he would get a few files done that night rather then his original plans. Castletown was playing Kirkwall for the Highland Amateur Cup, and it was being played live at Churchill's pub, just a few blocks from his loft. He could always catch the highlights over the net later.
The curiously colourful creature seemed quite content in her tiny hands, and followed her finger around quite dutifully in the play pen. One of the store staff wandered by to see what they were up to, but on seeing Drayson the teenager decided to skirt wide and leave them be. His disarming smile probably helped a little, but few were willing to approach a man of his size.
"You seem to be a natural with animals, young lady. Both of you."
He moved to another cage, and after a moment's thought carefully lifted a royal blue coloured hedgehog from it's confines. The animal eagerly crawled onto his hand, and was instantly dwarfed in comparison. He brought it out and cupped it between both hands, and it had ample room to crawl about and sniff at the air before peering up at him. "So you believe one of these would make a fine pet for a little girl? She will be ten next month. Not too young to care for a pet?"
At Sierra's interest and Rune's beckoning, he gave the 'mundane' hedgehog a farewell glance and moved to follow. The colourful girl seemed to be in her element; besides how well her extravagant colours matched with the GMO hedgehogs, her child-like exuberance was equally well suited.
Her off-hand comment about detectives was answered with an amused grin as the two girls walked ahead of him. He doubted either recognized him; he was rarely in the news, and fleeting at best when he was. That thought brought back memories of what outstanding cases still sat on his desk, waiting his personal attention. There was never an end to the work; perhaps he would get a few files done that night rather then his original plans. Castletown was playing Kirkwall for the Highland Amateur Cup, and it was being played live at Churchill's pub, just a few blocks from his loft. He could always catch the highlights over the net later.
The curiously colourful creature seemed quite content in her tiny hands, and followed her finger around quite dutifully in the play pen. One of the store staff wandered by to see what they were up to, but on seeing Drayson the teenager decided to skirt wide and leave them be. His disarming smile probably helped a little, but few were willing to approach a man of his size.
"You seem to be a natural with animals, young lady. Both of you."
He moved to another cage, and after a moment's thought carefully lifted a royal blue coloured hedgehog from it's confines. The animal eagerly crawled onto his hand, and was instantly dwarfed in comparison. He brought it out and cupped it between both hands, and it had ample room to crawl about and sniff at the air before peering up at him. "So you believe one of these would make a fine pet for a little girl? She will be ten next month. Not too young to care for a pet?"