speterman: ([Bored])
speterman ([personal profile] speterman) wrote in [community profile] sortinghat_rp2012-10-10 09:00 pm

007 Come to Spidey

[Handwriting is pretty shaky and ugly this time around.]

Do you think cats know they're cats? I wonder if animals are aware of what they are. Like us being aware we're humans. I'm pretty sure Pillow thinks she's human. What with her hogging the bed and laying her head on my pillow.
eighttimeshandy: (The future was mine)

[personal profile] eighttimeshandy 2012-10-14 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
I have a little book on it. [Which is sitting on the table. And it's really more of a pamphlet than a book.]

He's seven years old. [he smiles fondly at the spider, gently stroking his abdomen.] Which leads me to believe he might be female, but I did get him from a magical pet shop, and he's always been fairly docile for a Goliath, so he could have just been bred special?
eighttimeshandy: (Like heroes in films)

[personal profile] eighttimeshandy 2012-10-14 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[If Eriq looked like he spaced out at all during that little rant, that's not quite the case. Sure, his eyes went wide, his pupils dilated, and his mouth hung open like there was a web inside and he was trying to catch flies, but he hung onto every. Single. Word.]

[On the other hand, Trollki had a more active response, and tapped back whenever Peter tapped at him]


Wow.

Okay.
eighttimeshandy: (I lose but win)

[personal profile] eighttimeshandy 2012-10-15 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh my gosh. [Eriq slides his elbows onto the table, eyes going even wider. Congratulations, Peter, you just stumbled onto one of his favorite subjects. He would kiss you if kissing didn't seem to get him into horrible situations that he doesn't know how to deal with]

Yes, certainly! Exactly so! He already knows a few small signals, although to be fair, I would honestly say he has trained me. He'll raise his front legs when he wants to be carried, for example, and if I don't respond right away, he'll start waving them and hissing. He also flips his water dish over when his terrarium needs cleaning - if he's feeling helpful, he'll stack the drained husks of his latest victims in a little pile, but that's generally a big if, the little brat.

[He coos the last few words affectionately, leaning in to plop a kiss onto Trollki's butt]

[Which earns him a soft hiss and the spider turning around to pap his cheek. Go away, human, the smart people are talking]