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April enjoys taking the time to explore the Nexus, whenever she has the opportunity. Today, she had already been in the Commercial District, picking up some school supplies for the children, and some new fabrics for her next clothing line.

She was heading to her door, passing by a few people as she does, when suddenly April stops. There is a gazed far-away look in her eyes for a moment.

April turns, looking around for a moment as if she had misplaced something. Or is looking for someone. She sets down her bags for a moment, before taking a seat. There still seems to be something amiss, since she tilts her head back and forth, for a moment, as if listening to something that is not there.

"Are you lost? Do you need help?" When she speaks, her question is soft.

[April has psychic abilities, and can sense danger to people around her. If you wish for her to sense something about your character, please let me know]

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[Sorry this took so long! New website for work went live and I've been trying to put out fires all week, as it were.]

How did the tall one know?! The brown and white striped puppy is, in fact, lost. She didn't mean to be--she's a good dog!--but there had been a sniff, and then a bright thing to chase, and then something smelled like food... next thing she knew, she couldn't find her way home and none of her tall ones were around!

It's a tragedy. She'd been certain she would starve to death and die of a broken heart. But maybe this strange tall one can help? Bobbi creeps forward, tail wagging and puppy dog eyes in full effect.

[Sorry to hear about difficulties at work. I have been vacationing with my mom, so was taking some offline time. So everything works]

April leans down, with a smile for the puppy. "You are adorable."

She glances around, but doesn't see anyone close by that could be looking for their dog.

"Are you hungry?" She reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a dog treat. There are traces of dog smell on April, once Bobbi gets close enough to sniff her.

[Thanks. Good news though, I finally get to do the stuff I was hired to do.]

Bobbi understands the word 'adorable' to mean 'pets are incoming! prepare the fluffzones!' and reacts accordingly: she gets more excited and trots forward to sniff at April. Hmm, other dog. Not Lucky. A dog she doesn't know. This needs further investigation!

After the treat because omg treat! Her tail is going a mile a minute she's so excited by this idea. The treat gets sniffed briefly before she takes it and noms it down. Then, if April's hand is still in reach, she'll lick it ~~clean~~ in thanks.

[always a nice feeling to accomplish things you were hired to accomplish]

April does start petting the fluffy puppy, as Bobbi investigates closer. Not only does April smell like dog, but she has several farm smells and kid smells covering her. And maybe a few splotches of paint here and there.

As she pets the puppy, April search around Bobbi's neck for a collar.

If there is no collar, April will call upon her Voices to help find the puppy's owner. "Don't worry girl. We will find your home."

[Yes! It's nice knowing what my job is from day to day, too.]

So many sniffs to sniff! April's like a library to a dog, with so many smells to examine and learn about. Bobbi can't identify them all, having never been to a farm, but they're oh so very interesting. And then, on top of that, there are pets too?! Happy day!

April will have no trouble finding the collar and the tags thereon. Verity's name and number are available on one of them, if she can get Bobbi to stop squirming long enough to read it.

April has to chuckle at how excited Bobbi is right now. She ruffles the puppy's fur with loving care.

Finding the collar, April is able to catch a quick enough glance at the phone number. She keeps one hand on Bobbi, while brining out her PINpoint with the other, and the dials the number.

Bobbi's not going anywhere while there's pets. She knows a good deal when she finds one. If the pets aren't vigorous enough for her, she may start to squirm under April's hand. Like she's reminding April how to do this.

The phone doesn't ring long before a slightly breathless and very worried Verity answers. "Hello?"

"Hello. This is April Kent. And I believe I have found your dog." April starts with a few belly rubs for the squirming puppy.

Ver isn't one for exclamations of relief, but the sigh is pretty loud even over the phone.

"Thank you. Where are you? I'll come get her."

Belly rubs? Happy day! This is the best day for Bobbi. She's had an adventure and got a treat and now she's getting belly rubs. She'll have to do this more often!

"I can send you the PINpoint coordinates. I found her just outside my door home." April explains softly.

"That'd be helpful, thanks. And thanks for not letting her get through." Verity would rather not consider how hard it would be to find a missing dog that's run through a portal.

"I am glad she found me." April replies. She then uses the PINpoint to text over the location where she and Bobbi currently are.

"I'll be right there."

It doesn't take long, thanks to the wonders of modern technomagic. Ver's only looking for April in the context of finding Bobbi; the other woman doesn't get much notice until she's got Bobbi back on her leash. "There you are. You are going back to obedience school, my girl, until you learn to stop running off like that."

Bobbi's just so excited now! Her bestest tall one is back and she said they're going somewhere. Happy day! It's a good day to be a dog. Bobbi has to flop over and wriggle with her paws up.

Ver knows she shouldn't give in, but she can't resist wanting to give tummy rubs and lovins to her girl.

"Thanks for looking after her." She hasn't forgotten you entirely, April.

"No problem." April has been watching the reunion between owner and puppy with a smile. "I have had two dogs in my life. And I know how curious they can get sometimes."

"I gave her a small treat. Mostly so I could get a better look at her collar."

"That is usually the easiest way to get her to keep still." April's good people, Ver's not concerned about the treat. "Thank you again."

[Have Verity and April officially met? I am back-checking. LOL]

"She has very distinctive coloring. I love the stripes along her paws."

[Don't think so? But she's a Kent, so, family name will suffice until they know each other better. ;)]

"Yeah, she's a cutie. I love stripes," and is wearing stripes, seriously she dresses like a French mime most days, "so that was a bonus."

Bobbi's the cutest and she knows it! It's how she gets away with so much.

"Very unique sense of style." For both dog and owner.

"I have often enjoyed the use of stripes in fashion."

April gives Bobbi a slight scratch at her head. "And you, Miss, should not get so bold. No matter how much you think you can get away with."

"Thank you. It's fun to coordinate," she admits with a smile. "If I could just get Bobbi to wear heels I'd be set. We'd be super stylish and she couldn't run off like this."

Bobbi has no idea what April's talking about. Bold is good! Bold is heroes! And she can get away with anything. Just look at all the attention she's getting right now!

"Well, now that I know she has found her owner safely, I don't believe we have officially met." April offers her hand. "I'm April."

"Verity. Nice to meet you." Ver's much better at shaking hands than Bobbi. Her hands are clean and Bobbi didn't even offer when they met! What kinda stuff have they been teaching her in those obedience classes anyway? "So you're related to Wil and Clark and Jonathan?"

Wait. There was another one... "And Laura?"

She really hopes she remembered them all this time.

April smiles softly. "Yes. I am Clark's wife. And the mother of Jonathan, Laura and Wil."

"I understand that future versions of my children do come to the Nexus. The ones I know are seven, five and three, respectively."

"Oh. That must get complicated." She's never done any but the usual sort of time traveling but she's seen just enough of what it can cause to know she does not like the idea.

"I have never met any of the older versions, but just wanted to mention it. After all, if I start talking about adventures the children have, I wouldn't want someone who knows the older versions think it is a recent adventure."

"And if you are worried about talking about a future event... don't be. If it is an important event, I would likely sense it anyway."

"It would seem a little strange if you were talking about the older Wil learning to tie his shoes or something," she agrees with a smirk.

The smirk doesn't last long. That kind of talk puts her on edge. "You can see the future?"

"I occasionally get visions of possible outcomes." April knows that sometimes her abilities makes other people uncomfortable.

"It was those visions that let me sense Bobbi was lost."

"Oh." She's misinterpreting that, but not on purpose. Time works differently where she came from. "All the possible outcomes? That must get confusing."

"It is hard to describe. It is like a soft hum in my mind, that has always been there, so I don't even notice it anymore."

"The visions get intense when they have something important to tell me. Like a little puppy is lost and alone."

It's a good thing April isn't psychic, because nobody should have to suffer that and then know how terribly jealous Verity is. She can ignore it. Lucky.

"How convenient. Speaking of, I should get her home. Make sure she remembers where it is."

"Well, despite the circumstance, I am glad it led to us meeting."

"So'm I. It's nice to meet another member of your family. Have I completed the set yet?" The smirk that marks the joke isn't quite lost when she bends down to scoop Bobbi up. Wriggly puppies can get cuddles instead of another chance to run off.

"I don't think so." April tilts her head slightly. "Clark and I are looking into adoption, to add to our family right now."

"And I don't know if any adopted children have come here or not."

"Ah. Big family." Something she knows nothing about. "You must really like doing the 'mom' thing."

"I love spending time with my children. Each day is an adventure."

"Clark was adopted when he was young. And I didn't have my parents around during my childhood."

"In a way, we both wanted more for our family."

"Well. From what I've seen, you're doing fine." Not that where Ver came from sets the bar high on that; the kids of capes who don't turn out to be psychotic are generally considered a win by default. Then again, plenty of the so-called heroes are pretty screwed up too.

Maybe it's easier where the Kents come from.

"I am glad to hear that they are all making friends. People they can talk to."

"From what I've seen, they're doing just fine on that front." Would they say she's their friend? She's not sure. She doesn't dislike them, but she doesn't know them very well yet. Then again, knowing someone well is usually when they ditch her, so... distance is good. "But with so many of them growing up together I suppose they can't help but learn how to get along with people?"

"Well, they get along great as children. Jon and Laura are very social. Wil takes his time to get to know people."

"Not everyone can be an extrovert." Case in point. "I really should be going now. Thanks again for your help."

"I was glad to be of help. I hope you have a better day, now that Bobbi is going back home safe and found."

"I think things are looking up." Bobbi's big adventure may be over for the day, but home is good too.

Ver gives April a small smile before she turns to go.

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That hat... :D

I love some of the fashion this Pup comes with

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