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[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

Who: Any and all Hellsing Staff & guests they invite.
What: Fall dinner.
Where: Hellsing Guild Hall
When: Shundi evening.

At some point during the week, Sebastian posted a brief notice up on the staff bulletin board:

Autumn Dinner
Sunday Evening. Dining Hall. Potluck. BYOB.

When Sunday rolls around, Sebastian has brought along a tray of fruit, cheese, some preserves, and fresh bread.

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[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

If he'd like a hand, Sebastian is nearby and moving over to intercept either dog or salad. It's a dangerous run through dog and space-dog filled territory, but he'll do it for Sol, Queen and Country.

Or something like.

[cailisairgid]

"Hey- thanks," with a grin, surrendering the salad and keeping a grip on Conan's leash. (He's on a harness, as Liesl occasionally still is when Sol takes her out into the city - she's getting bigger, though, and better at not wandering off, and he's phasing it out.)

[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

"No trouble and that's a lovely dog you've got, is he new?" Velcro seems a little bemused, but generally willing to go with it -- dogs are dogs, space corgis or otherwise.

[cailisairgid]

"His name is Conan," Liesl interrupts, holding onto the length of Conan's leash beneath Sol's hand with both of hers, swinging on the balls of her feet while Sol attempts to direct both dog and child with his feet, away from turning him into a human maypole. "He's the Corbarian."

"We got him this week," Sol confirms, long-suffering.