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[ Peter is so annoyed. Like, seriously annoyed. Because if he'd had his way, they would've been making-out in the back of a car and celebrating a job well done.

But nooo, he had to end up with the one dude in this part of the galaxy who actually gave a shit. And look where it got them? ]

What do you think -- split up?

[animated]

Probably a good plan.

[ but before he moves to break away from Peter, he gives him an apologetic look ] Sorry. This is my fault.

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[ He purses his lips for a second, takes a deep breath, and-- ]

We'll talk about it later.

[ Because they have a job to do, and Peter really liked that coat. Which is why he's darting off in search of it.

And, you know. The woman. Sure. ]

[animated]

[ Charlie gives a little nod. Ugh, yeah. Yeah he fucked up.

He darts off in the opposite direction, trying to keep an eye out for a flash of blonde hair. What he does find is a scrap of black fabric caught on some bushes. Well, it's a start.

But then something moves. And then something growls, and Charlie has just enough time to wonder what the hell passes for a guard dog on this planet before something massive and hairless mows him over. The force of the impact is enough to drive the air from his lungs, and too-large paws plant themselves on his shoulders.

It's a small miracle the beast has a collar, because his Stop-Motion Field is the only thing keeping those jaws from his face. ]

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[ Apparently the direction Peter chose left nothing to examine but a tool shed (which turned up nothing but little shack filled with gardening tools) and a dead end, so he doubles back to catch up with Charlie.

-- Who is currently pinned down by a Suban. Awesome.

There's apparently some work going in the garden, judging by the open pit nearby and the tools still lying out. Peter grabs at a shovel and whaps the ever-loving hell out of the creature's head. It rolls off with a startled yelp before stumbling away into the darkness.

After that, Peter is at Charlie's side in an instant. ]

You okay? Did it bite you?

[animated]

[ He's still trying to catch his breath, looking up at Peter with wide eyes ]

What the hell was that thing?

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[ Okay, good. At least Charlie is talking, but Peter's still checking him over for injuries. ]

A suban. They're like-- these giant naked mole-rat-dog things.

And their bites are toxic. Make you lose consciousness within a couple minutes. Did it bite you?

[animated]

No. No it didn't. Used its collar to keep it off me.

[ He pulls himself up to a sit ]

I found this back there, though. [ he holds up the scrap of fabric ]

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[ Peter only glances at it, then nods, standing and offering a hand to Charlie to do the same. ]

C'mon. Need to get moving if we're ever gonna find your girl.

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[ He takes it, hauling himself to his feet ]

And your jacket.

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And the shit we're supposed to get paid for, yeah, yeah.

[ He heads off in the the only really viable direction. ]

This is why I like smash and grabs better.

[animated]

I did enjoy the dancing, though.

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[ Peter shrugs, keeping his eyes peeled for the woman. ]

We can dance anyplace, man.

[animated]

I guess that's true. [ He laughs a little.

Up ahead, there's the sound of more growling- looks like suban number two has something caught in a tree, given the way it's circling around, making the occasional jump. ]

... Still got that shovel?

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[ He does, in fact, have it resting on his shoulder. ]

You wanna do the honors this time, Houdini?