Gina Torrio + baby: *The dogs.. were
driving her insane. Excited about the move, pissed off about the move, Between
destroying things in play and wrecking things out of maliciousness.. she was about ready to kill the lot of them. She strides
alongside a black mutt, a baby tucked warmly in a sling about her breasts* At
least you're well behaved.. *she gives the dog a weak try at a smile*
Joshua [lupus]: *He goes for a walk. From spiky collar to leash, he is
actually... somewhat a cute dog. The fur thick, shaggy, almost. His ears bent,
bouncing in front of him. He does not pull on the leash.*
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ I have been well trained,
*he informs her.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *she's
holding the leash like it was an afterthought, careful attention payed to the little bundle on her person. The busty Italian
doesn't want the baby to get too cold out here. She was looking better, comparitively, then she had in days. Joe finally beginning
to make some progress in putting her mind on other things. The Moving helped
too she supposed, a sigh as she scratches Josh's ear in response*. We call that
whipped peachy.
Ethan Anderson: Baby craddled
against his chest, blond hair clutched in chubby little fists, Ethan makes his
way into the park, eyes not quite rolling as Tori giggles and tugs, seeming to
rather enjoy the look of exasperated pain on the young man's face.
"Tori...Ouch. Let go of daddy's hair, honey," he says with a sigh,
both hands rising to ease the long blond locks out of clenching fingers
Joshua [lupus]: *He looks up at her, and whuffs
slightly, perhaps frustrated.* ~ws~ I don't do
everything Reyna tells me to do.
Keith Newcomb: And he is out and about this
mid morning, taking in the fresh air.
Keith Newcomb: ((http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&meta=lastup&cat=0&pos=3))
Keith Newcomb: His blond hair whips out
behind him with a gust of wind as he strolls. A glance over a Ethan and the
baby, a slight smile.
Gina Torrio + baby: *Gina
tugs the pup towards a bench in the warm offdraft of
a hot dog vendor. She settles down carefully and strokes the black pelt of the
canine at her feet, brown eyes soft and tired* Yes peaches. I know. was making
jokes and giggles. Yeah?
Ethan Anderson: He laughs as he finally gets
his hair free and makes a face, rubbing his nose to the raven haired infant's.
Joshua [lupus]: *He sniffs the air.* ~ws~ Hot
dog?
Keith Newcomb: "She'll be dynamite on a
tug of war team," he says quietly as he nears Ethan.
Ethan Anderson: "Y-yeah,"
he says, glancing at the other and nodding, his smile tender. "B-but I
just wish it wasn't my hair she practiced with."
Joshua [lupus]: d10: per+alert: 8,10,2,7,5,
Joshua [lupus]: *Hoo boy. The hackles on the
back of his neck raise. And he growls.*
Keith Newcomb: d10: : 4,5,9,8,5,
Keith Newcomb: He glances over in the
direction of the growl, a faint frown. "Careful. I think someone has a
mean dog here. I just heard a growl."
Gina Torrio + baby: *she
fusses with the blankets bundled around her infant, adjusting a tiny plaid
toque over his eyes. the baby scrunches its face up, cold air on his cheek
disturbing him mid morning nap. a cock of her head to the dog* I've good food
at home.. and here you want a bloody hotdog? *she chides without force, digging
into her satchel. She stiffens as he growls, looking at him*...peaches? *the
baby tucked close,s he looks around*
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: per alert: 8,5,4,1,
Ethan Anderson: "Hmn?" He lifts his head and follows Keith's glance,
eyes skimming over Gina and the dog with only a mild frown. "Huh."
Joshua [lupus]: *GRrrrrowl... woven in with
words only Gina can understand. His hackles are raised. A warning.*
Keith Newcomb: He shrugs to Ethan. "Only
a suggestion, but you *might* want to get your daughter a bit further away from
it."
Gina Torrio + baby: *her
hand falls on the big dog, not seeing the problem. there were just the usual
park go-ers, as far as she could see. blonde brows
knit* ... darlin? *she makes a yip, looking about*
Ethan Anderson: He nods, offering Keith a shy
smile of thanks. "I think I could u-use some coffee," he murmurs,
wincing as Tori manages to snag another fistful of hair. "DAG!"
Keith Newcomb: "And manners." He
smacks a hand to his forehead. "My sister is always after me about my
appalling manners." He smiles at Ethan. "I'm Keith Newcomb from
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: per alert: 9,9,6,6,
Keith Newcomb: He motions with his head to
Ethan, and they start walking *away* from Gina and Joshua.
Joshua [lupus]: *The dog presses up against Gina, to push her, trying to
herd her, maybe. Maybe the dog has a little shepherd in him.*
Ethan Anderson: He chuckles softly and begins
to work his hair free of Tori's hand. "E-ethan Anderson. From Chanook, Montanna." he shrugs. "S-s-sorry to
disappoint."
Gina Torrio + baby: *Any
mother can recognize their child's voice in a crowd, and true to form that
she hears, head snapping up and towards ethan and the
little girl, body going tense as she makes a noise in her throat*
Keith Newcomb: He laughs as they as walk.
"It's so amusing. I got into town Sunday night and every single person
I've met so far has been from somewhere else." He smiles. "But I'm
not disappointed, Ethan. It's nice to meet you."
Ethan Anderson: "A-and you. Tori,"
he says with a laugh, running his hand over her back before straightening her
hat as she continues to chant, "Dag," at the top of her little lungs.
Keith Newcomb: "I think she's saying
dog." He grins. "I guess she wants to pet the mean doggy. I don't
think we should let her, though, do you?" Laughs.
Gina Torrio + baby: *she
makes a soft keening noise, breath coming fast as she drops Josh's leash,
shaking hand coming to press her son close, other hovering in the air
indecisively*
Ethan Anderson: "She is saying dog.
W-with a scottish accent n-no less," he says,
face vaguely troubled for a moment. "And no, I don't think l-l...Letting
her pet the dog would be good."
Keith Newcomb: "I'm all for teaching
children different languages, but Scottish?" Chuckles.
Joshua [lupus]: *He looks to Ethan, and he lets out a rumbly growl.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *she
nods at something, and lead feet finally begin to move. The little blonde moll
moving with singular intent towards ethan and the pikey chanting babe*
Ethan Anderson: "H-her momma is scottish." He shrugs slightly.
Ethan Anderson: d10: per alert: 8,4,4,8,6,7,
Ethan Anderson: He blinks, frowning slightly
as he hears another growl, eyes locking on Gina...and then on Archie. "Oh
g-g...Gaia..."
Gina Torrio + baby: *she's
not sure what she's going to do. But she sure as hell is going to do ..
something. The ache in her chest demands it*
Keith Newcomb: "Oh, I see." He
cannot miss the woman with intent coming towards them, and he pauses. "Do
you know her, Ethan? I think it was one of her dogs growling."
Ethan Anderson: ((DLP please, just realized
that he wouldn't be able to see Archie, bundled up as he is!))
Ethan Anderson: He blinks, frowning slightly
as he hears the growl and his blue eyes skim over Gina without recognition, blong brows drawing together over his nose. "N-no...I
don't."
Keith Newcomb: "Hm,
woman with baby and a purposeful stride. But you don't *appear* to be holding
Tori wrong or doing something dumb. So perhaps she wants to compare babies and
show off?"
Joshua [lupus]: *He shakes his head. With a whuff.*
Ethan Anderson: "M-maybe." He
shrugs, frowning slightly as his arms curl around the little girl, snuggling
her carrier more tightly to his chest.
Keith Newcomb: Ethan: Quietly, "Get a
little behind me. I doubt the woman is dangerous, but her dogs..."
Ethan Anderson: "I-it'll be okay,"
he says, touching Keith's arm lightly.
Gina Torrio + baby: *The
little blonde reaches them, and she looks at the baby, lips pursing. what now?
Her arms outstrecth for the child, instinctively*
Keith Newcomb: "Phew," he murmurs,
"because I'm a musician, not a wrestler of vicious beasts."
Ethan Anderson: He takes a step back, eyes
rising to Gina's face. "C-can I help you, ma'am?"
Joshua [lupus]: *He sits back, though he observes. Closely.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *Between
Keith stepping between them and Ethan backing away, the look on her face turns
from longing and hurt into absolute hatred, brown eyes burning with it* You
need, to give me that child. Before you do more harm then you have already.
*she tinkles through grit teeth*
Joshua [lupus]: *OH crap. He starts to jog after her, dragging leash. No
growling, simply remaining behind her.*
Ethan Anderson: He frowns softly.
"E-excuse me," he says, blue eyes going wide at her words. Tori lets
out a soft little sound, small fists curling in Ethan's jacket as he cups a
hand over the back of her head. "I don't kn-know
you..."
Gina Torrio + baby: *her
hand shakes on the baby tucked to her chest, his little plaid hat brought so
far over his face against the cold, he's nearly all hat*
Keith Newcomb: "Madam," he says
quietly. "You have your child with you and appear distraught. Leave this
man's child alone or I shall have to call the police and believe me," he
says softly, "that is to no one's advantage."
Keith Newcomb: OOC DLP
Keith Newcomb: "Madam," he says
quietly. "You have your child with you and appear distraught. Perhaps it
would be best if you simply walked away."
Keith Newcomb: ((*L* Sorry, rethought it and
he just wouldn't do a threat unless she actually grabbed the baby.))
Gina Torrio + baby: Well
I know you. You manky, heartless baby theiving bastard. *her lips twitch over her teeth, like a
small dog threatening to bite. Brown eyes bore into the kin, before they slide
to Keith dangerously* And you.. need to bugger off. Stand between me and that
child and I swear I'll break bits o you you didn't
know could break. *she sniffs against tears and desperation, 5' frame tense*
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: manip + emp ( wp): 10,4,2,3,2,9,9,
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: ten: 10,
Ethan Anderson: The frown grows and he takes
another step back. "This baby is my Partner's. I didn't take her. I didn't
steal her..." He shakes his head slightly, bouncing Tori gently as she
begins to cry. "Hush love...shh...Its
okay..."
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: er. ten: 4,
Ethan Anderson: d10: wp: 2,7,2,9,
Keith Newcomb: "Ethan, go," he
orders. "Now. Get to a cafe and call home, have your partner pick you
up." Turning and walking away. ((Since I have to go to work, dammit!!!!! Rotten timing.))
Ethan Anderson: Tears rise in his eyes as her
words sink in. Its nothing he hadn't felt before now...Nothing he likely
wouldn't feel after. "She's Aerin's," he
whispers, voice breaking.
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: wp:
3,2,3,4,5,5,3,
Gina Torrio + baby: (thats never good)
Joshua [lupus]: ((Ohh... sheeeeet...))
*The dog's eyes widen, and he darts between Gina and the two men.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *Its
a good thing she's clutching her own sleeping child so protectively to her
bosom, as the blonde woman looks as though she may smash the kin's head open
with a rock, advancing on him* Aerin
understands so little of bloody family he's fucking a MAN. Give me that wee
lass.. or I'll TAKE her.
Gina Torrio + baby: *her
legs bump against josh and she lets out a high desperate growl*
Ethan Anderson: He stumbles back, one hand digging
into his pocket, eyes widening. "He loves me! He loves her...You...I
didn't want to hurt you!"
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: wp:
8,6,1,6,7,9,8,
Gina Torrio + baby: *you'll
what? you'll take her. And then every furry beast from here to
Joshua [lupus]: *He looks up to Ethan. And lets out a grunt, before he
turns to the girl. He sits by her, and licks the side of her neck.*
Gina Torrio + baby: ple.. pleeease.. *its as much a sob itself as it is a word, tears
pouring from sore eyes. You'd think with all the crying she'd done already,
she'd not have so many left *
Ethan Anderson: Tori wails and Ethan gently
rocks her, his eyes on Gina, pained and guilt filled. Tender. "I'm
sorry...I'm so, so sorry. But she belongs with Aerin
and I. She belongs with her kind. With her family. I love her...I love him,
both of them more then anything." He pauses and presses his lips to Tori's head, trying to soothe her. "What he did killed
a piece of him, Ita...For both your sakes let it
go...Please."
Joshua [lupus]: *And he growls at Ethan. Defensive of the girl. He
doesn't like the boy, at ALL.*
Gina Torrio + baby: with..
her.. FAMILY!? YOU FUCKING POUFTA! *she's going to kill him. she's
going.. to kill him. Its clear, brown eyes flashing as she advances on him
again, breath coming short as tears streak down her face, baby clutched close.
Mind the babies.. her free hand forms a talon*
Ethan Anderson: He steps back and pulls his
cell from his pocket, punching one pound quickly. "Yes, with her
family," he says softly, voice shaking, fear filling his eyes.
Joshua [lupus]: ((He'll just sit by Ita's
side. I have to go.))
Austin Chacal: [Open?*grins*]
Ethan Anderson: ((Up to GIna-P!))
Gina Torrio + baby: *Ethan
continues rubbing salt into near fatal wounds, Ita
pauses. Archie. her hands stroke him gently, as she says through grit teeth*
You are a horrible waste of a person. You are selfish, and stupid, needy, weak,
and malicious. You need to leave-*her voice almost breaks, knowing that means
her tori would go to* you need to leave. because next
time i see you.. I will kill you. *she nods, choking
on a sob, and nodding again* (open I suppose)
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: manip + emp(wp): 1,6,7,6,9,3,8,
Austin Chacal: Well,
Austin Chacal:
d10: per+alert:
8,3,5,9,4,
Austin Chacal: Oh,
look, people with kids. That's not really unusual. He's a bit distracted by
puppy at the moment.
Ethan Anderson: "No..." He shakes
his head at her words, skin paling beneath his tan as Tori continues to cry as
fast and as hard as she can draw breath. "Its not my fault...He
l-l-le..." He closes his eyes, squeezing them tight. "He left you.
Not my fault..."
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: wp:
4,6,3,5,6,1,4,
Gina Torrio + baby: *archie's not too happy about the situation either,
squalling loudly as his mother advances further on Ethan and her little girl*
This is your last chance to leave ethan.. before I
bleed you like a prize sow.
Austin Chacal:
d10: per+alert:
2,6,2,4,6,
Gina Torrio + baby: *her
hand drifts between her legs, groping beneath her skirt for her little knives.
Seems she's figured out a way around the baby barrier. Her body shakes with
sobs, eyes redrimmed and horrible looking*
Austin Chacal: He's
heading closer to the people. It's hard to not notice the screaming babies. The
puppy wants to investigate anyways.
Ethan Anderson: He opens his eyes slowly,
tears clinging to his pale lashes, and holds up his phone. "L-least Aerin'll know who to g-go after. It was his ch...choi...His choice. To
protect you."
Ethan's Phone: The voice that echoes through
the phone in Ethan's hand is faint and indistinct, as voices in phones tend to
be. Still, the person on the other end must be making sure to speak in a loud
enough voice, because it's audible as it intones in a calm, even voice.
"Ethan. Stop fucking talking. And leave. Now. Gina...leave him alone. Your
problem is with me. Not him."
Gina Torrio + baby: ((I
think we may well have to pause this. Ethan's going to get killed.)
Gina Torrio + baby: (and
since josh is at Gina's heel, it needs to wait at least until fang gets back)
Ethan Anderson: ((Then we pause))
Ethan's Phone: ((I'm out, since there's no way Aerin will be able to get there in time. Someone log the
scene for me, I really don't want to watch this go down, unless it's decided
that he could get there somehow.))
Gina Torrio + baby: (groovy.)
Joshua [lupus]: *He just keeps growling at Ethan.*
Ethan's Phone: ((I'm a dirty, dirty liar, by
the way.))
Austin Chacal: [And
we love you anyways.*hugs*]
Gina Torrio + baby: *Bleary
eyes look to the phone hatefully, breath coming in gasps as she tries to fight
off heart tearing sobs. She makes a keening noise as her eyes slip to tori crying*
Gina Torrio + baby:
d10: wp:
6,4,3,3,9,6,5,
Austin Chacal: He's
just taking a few slow steps toward the drama as Rascal gets distracted by a
squirrel, barking excitedly.
Ethan Anderson: "Shhh,
baby," he whispers to the little girl, pressing his cheek to her head,
rocking her. His eyes rest on Gina. "I'm so sorry..."
Ethan's Phone: "ETHAN!" He's not
shouting, but there is an unquestionable command being sent through the phone's
speaker. "WALK AWAY. I won't tell you again."
Joshua [lupus]: *His teeth bared, the black wolf keeps close to the
girl.*
Ethan's Phone: It's the man's voice...but it
almost doesn't seem like the man. Warmth. Compassion. Love. Pain. There's none
of it there right now. The man speaking is completely in control of himself,
and expects his words to be heeded.
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ Give her back her child,
you whore.
Gina Torrio + baby: You
tell him to go.. I don't want to see him again... *she chokes in a snarl,
nearly tripping over josh as she realizes she's still moving towards the boy
and her baby.* go. or I'll killyou. I swear ..to god.
I can't.. *its desperate, her hands curling in josh's fur painfully* I can't
you bastard.
Ethan Anderson: He blinks and tears slide down
his cheeks as he curls his arms around the baby, lifting the phone to his ear
as he turns his back on Ita and Josh, a low sound
escaping his throat. He begins to walk.
Gina Torrio + baby: *its
taking all her self control and faculties not to hurt the man, and take her
daughter. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knows she's a failure, and a
terrible mother for not doinng so. Her sobs become a
sustained noise, high and tortured as Archie wails loudly. her hands dig
painfully into josh as she holds herself there by him*
Joshua [lupus]: *He near whines as the nails dig into her. Though he
doesn't complain. He simply remains close to him, glaring at Ethan until he
leaves.*
Ethan's Phone: d10: Rage: 10,9,9,6,
Joshua [lupus]: ((Ethan's phone suddenly shifts into it's Crinos, or Cellular form, and grows teeth.))
Ethan Anderson: The sounds from Ita tear a soft, broken whimper from the young man.
"Gaia...Aerin.."
Ethan's Phone: A low sound like a snarl escapes
from the phone at the god's lupine words. "When you're ready to go after
me and not people weaker then you, Coil...you and I will settle this.
Coward."
Ethan's Phone: ((dog's. Dylsexics
of the world, untie!))
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ Any time. I am not the
coward in this, YOU are the one who is not here.
Gina Torrio + baby: *that
is a bad noise she's making. Entire body trembling with the sheer
force of will keeping her rooted to the spot, as pure despair radiates off her
in waves given sound*
Ethan Anderson: He flinches and pulls the
phone away from his ear. "S-s-s...stop it Aerin."
Austin Chacal: He
doesn't realize it, but he can sort of feel the tension in the air and his hand
is reaching for his gun.
Ethan's Phone: "SHUT UP AND WALK,
ETHAN!" Whoops. Blared into his ear.
Ethan Anderson: d10: wp: 4,4,6,5,
Joshua [lupus]: d10: Rage:
9,8,7,1,5,
Joshua [lupus]: *The dog growls, low, warning.* ~ws~
Yes. Walk away. Whore.
Ethan Anderson: "Yes, Sir," he
whispers, voice tight with pain as he continues moving.
Ethan's Phone: d10: Rage: 7,3,6,1,
Gina Torrio + baby: *her
eyes rivetted on Ethan's back as she watches as her
daughter is taken from her for the second time in as many weeks. Heartbroken
keening doing little to sooth the baby in her arms, tears streaking down her
cheeks. The little blonde doesn't seem to realize the noises she's making, too
intent on watching Ethan and idly stroking the hiccupping inant
on her chest, in a m idless attempt to soothe*
Joshua [lupus]: *He turns, to look back at Ita.
and he curls close to her with his choked growl of attempted soothing. Which
just doesn't work very well.*
Ethan's Phone: A strangled sound from the
phone. "JOSHUA. SHUT UP. Just shut...you...I'll fucking...Go...LEAVE HIM
ALONE!!!"
Gina Torrio + baby: (infant.
mindless.. i rock at this spelling thing)
Ethan Anderson: Ethan winces and swallows a
sob, closing the phone to stop Aerin from loosing it
completely.
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ Come meet me. You are a
whore too. We will settle this. *A growl.* ~ws~ One
way or another.
Gina Torrio + baby: *normally
she'd sooth. Pet josh and say - no no precious, its
alright. But the tiny blonde woman is in no condition to sooth anyone, failing
even to comfort the little boy against her chest, as her hands fall limply, and
the strength flees from her legs all at once, dropping her to her knees in the
brown chill grass of the park, her face obscured by a mop of frizzy blonde
hair, she cries.*
Ethan Anderson: "Shh,
Tori," he whispers, rocking the baby as he tries to thumb down a cab, his
voice soft. Faded. "Shhh...I'll get you home to
your daddy..."
Joshua [lupus]: d10: per+alert: 7,3,5,6,7,
Austin Chacal: Everything's
going better now, or at least Austin's thinking so. Rascal's hunting squirrelly
goodness..or at least he's doing his best to hunt
while attached to the leash.
Joshua [lupus]: d10: Rage:
7,6,7,4,6,
Joshua [lupus]: *He lets out a roar of fury, restrained, and his hackles
rise. Furious dog. He has a leash and a collar on. But it is still a nasty
creature. His lip curled back in such an animalistic snarl. Kill.*
Ethan Anderson: He wipes his eyes with a
shaking hand and then raises it into the air. "TAXI!" He flinches and
presses his cheek to Tori's head. "Oh please, sweety stop...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ Not... his... father...
not HIS... *His claws dig into the dirt, an attempt to restrain some sort of
vicious beast within.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *and
Archie breaks into terrified screaming, which succeeds at least, in drawing his
heartbroken mother's attention. She curls around him protectively and makes
soft soothing noises between gasping sobs*
Joshua [lupus]: *He breathes hard, and shakes his head. A pause, and his
eyes widen. Crap. Eyes widen at the baby, though... huh. Maybe he distracted
her.*
Gina Torrio + baby: ((her
father *laughs* her.)
Joshua [lupus]: ((Riiiiight... *pause* My
pronouns have been off lately.))
Ethan Anderson: Finally a cab stops and Ethan climbs
slowly inside, hands rubbing slowly over Tori's back
as he lays his head against the seat, giving the driver directions.
Gina Torrio + baby: *she's
whispering to the baby in wavering gaelic, stroking
the screaming child's face as she curls him close pattering his face with tears
and kisses as she soothes in crushed desperation*
Joshua [lupus]: *He huffs slightly, and looks back to Gina. He takes a
few steps back.* ~ws~ I am sorry.
Austin Chacal: He's
not good at the comforting thing, nor is he any real good with babies. So, he's
just letting Rascal tug him along in search of squirrels.
Ethan Anderson -> Ethan's Phone: He dials.
"We're on our way home," he murmurs, voice soft...almost flat.
Gina Torrio + baby: *its
a nod or a shudder. Hard to tell as she remains a crumpled heap in the midst of
the cold park, pained apologetic gaelic coming
between body jerking gasps. It fades eventually, giving way to soft tortured
keening. Archie calms to fearful hiccupping, face red*
Gina Torrio + baby: *she
hasn't the noticed the cowboy. Usually she's all about puppies.. but the woman
is absorbed in something more important than dogs*
Joshua [lupus]: ~ws~ We should go. *A few
attempted gentle words to Gina, though the fury is coming off of him in waves.*
Gina Torrio + baby: *Archie
starts up again, wailing fearfully, before Ita pushes
herself abruptly to her feet, standing listless as she strokes the little boy,
and makes a choked noise in her throat, looking in the direction Ethan went*
Austin Chacal: He
crouches, pulling the puppy in for some scritches.
Rascal is more than happy for the affection his oft-gruff owner occasionally
shows.
Joshua [lupus]: *He snorts, and turns.* ~ws~
He is not worth going after.
Gina Torrio + baby: She
is. *her voice breaks, hands curling a wailing baby close. She stands still a
long moment* Its cold. *she near whispers, voice hoarse from crying* Its cold.
we should go get warm *she repeats listlessly. Meek. In the way the woman never
is. A nod.*
Joshua [lupus]: *He nods.* ~ws~ Home, *he
growls, and shakes his head.* ~ws~ I will go to mine.
And get some clothes on. I am upsetting your baby.
Gina Torrio + baby: *she
nods, blinking stinging eyes. she leaves the furry animal's side with an air of
hopelessness. Baby crying, as she moves from the park on legs not her own*
Austin Chacal: Austin's
just playing with the puppy at the moment, trying his best to keep his Stetson
on while the puppy tries to knock him over.