Harold meets Lewis

Jekyll1886: • 16 days ago
After Weir had gotten permission from Lanyon regarding Hela's
treatment, he'd set to work making some initial preparations. Having for the
most part completed these, he'd sought to consult with Hastie to let him know.
Unfortunately, Dr. Lanyon had been otherwise occupied. Lewis had decided to
wait for him rather than going home, and now wandered the great hall to pass
the time.
Sylveondream:  Harold
knocked on the grand doors of the society, a suitcase in one hand and a very
excited pooch who was wagging her tail.
Jekyll1886:  As
this was a timeline in which no one else happened to be nearby, Weir answered
the door.
"Good day," he greeted. "May I help you?"
Sylveondream:  Before
he could respond Shady leaped onto Weir barking in excitement.
"Shady!" William exclaimed grabbing shady before she could run inside
the society. "I am William Thompson, and this is Shady, my Church
Grim."
Jekyll1886:  "Oh!"
exclaimed Lewis in surprise. "I see. Lewis Weir, by the way. Nice to meet
you and...'Shady', was it?" He chuckled. "An apropos name." He
reached down to get a better look at the little dog. "Hm. I've never
actually met a church grim before."
Sylveondream:  "I've
had her sense she was a pup." Harold let go of Shady and let her run in
between Lewis and the door." I've came here to continue my research in
supernatural creatures such as werewolves and vampires in a much safer
environment."
Jekyll1886:  "Really?"
He was, in truth, a tad confused; he'd thought church grims were made of dogs
sacrificed to guard the sacred space. Then again, there was much he didn't know
of this realm; perhaps things worked differently here. "Huh." He
broke into a smile. "Well, if it's strange things you wish to study,
you've certainly come to the right place! Come in, won't you?" Lewis stood
aside so Harold could enter, then closed the door behind him.
Sylveondream:  "Thank
you sir!" Harold gratefully grabbed his bags and stepped inside the
society, almost instantly he was taken back by how big it was inside than it
was outside. "This place is huge!"
Jekyll1886:  "Takes
some getting used to, I know..." he admitted. "Care to take a look
about the exhibits in the main hall here?"
Sylveondream:  "Sure."
making his way over to weir he commented. "How many exhibits are
there?"
Jekyll1886:  "You
know, I've honestly never counted them. Too rapt in wonder, I suppose. But just
look up," he suggested, tilting his head skyward, hoping Harold would
follow his line of sight. "You study unusual creatures. That,"
he gave a further upward nod at the Leviathan skeleton, "ought to pique
your interest."
Sylveondream:  "What
kind of creature is that?" he asked looking at the leviathan
skeleton." I haven't seen one of those before."
Jekyll1886:  "A
'leviathan', so the exhibit says--you have to be on the upper floor to read the
plaque for that one--a creature of the ocean's Stygian deep. I'd honestly never
heard of one before coming here."
Sylveondream:  "It
sound quite dangerous if you ever approach one." shady trailed ahead of
them, sniffing everything she sees.
Jekyll1886:  "I
imagine it would be. Luckily, that's not my field of study."
Sylveondream:  "The
only creatures lid studied so far are werewolves, vampires, church grims."
he said looking at the form of the leviathan.
Jekyll1886:  "That's
no small feat! I've never met a vampire nor werewolf, and Shady there's the
first church grim I've seen in the flesh."
Sylveondream:  Upon
hearing her name Shady went to Weir and stood on her heels, balancing her self,
she begged him to scratch her ears. "Well I was attack by quite a few of
them, except Church Grims."
Jekyll1886:  Lewis
bent down to pet Shady. She was endearing, in a strange way. He scratched
behind her ears with one hand. The other, he put to her chest, over her heart.
He wondered if the old Swedish legend was true...
"Attacked, you say?" Weir echoed as he petted the dog. "What
happened, exactly?"
Sylveondream:  "When
I was 15, I was asking questions to someone who was a werewolf about their
experiences. Apparently he got mad when I kept asking him questions. The last
thing I saw was him transforming and lunging for my chest before it'd black
out." he explained, Shady barked in agreement to Weir and licked his face.
Jekyll1886:  No
secrets of the universe revealed themselves to Weir. Instead, he got a lick on
the chin. He supposed it could be that touching Shady's actual heart, not just
placing his hand over it, was what was required...if the old folktale was even
true. This grim's probably English anyway... He petted her,
then stood back up.
"And when you awoke?" he asked.
Sylveondream:  Shady
wagged her tail gleefully, barking before darting of to find something
interesting but stayed close to the pair. "I was very pale and my upper
body was bandage up so tightly that I could not move what was worse it that my
parents were surrounding the bed I was in." he shivered at the thought, it
was 11 years ago sense it happened but it still tormented him. "They said
that the werewolf slashed across my chest and stopped at my stomach, the beast
would of ripped out my insides if a stranger didn't heard my blood curling
screams and shoot the thing dead."
Jekyll1886:  "You're
very lucky, then. From what I've heard, there's as much variety in werewolves
as there is in people, and you may well have run afoul of a psychopath, or at
least someone who'd kill to keep his secrets."
Sylveondream:  "Well,
imp glade I've haven't meet anyone like that yet." he laughed keeping an
eye on Shady making sure that she won't start to brake things.
"Sometimes the scars that are in my chest and stomach cause
me extreme pain." He explained kneeling down to rub Shady's stomach.
Jekyll1886:  "I
imagine you suffered some nerve damage during the attack. Believe it or not,
the pain may actually be a good sign. The nerves are likely trying to regrow.
How many years has it been since you were injured?" he asked.
Sylveondream:  "11
years ago." he sated "The attack was so brutal and viscous that the
doctors were certain I was a goner."
Jekyll1886:  "Well,
that's certainly long enough for your nerves to begin the process. They grow
and reknit themselves slowly, but I imagine they may heal fully in time. If you
couldn't feel anything, that would be worrisome. Still,"
he admitted, "I suppose knowing all this is cold comfort when the pain
comes upon you."
Sylveondream:  "It
is, sometimes the pain is just too much to bear." he confessed walking
over to where Shady was trying to grab something but kept her away. "After
that attack my parents forced me to stop, I assumed they were just worried
about my wellbeing."
Jekyll1886:  "And...was worry
all it was?" he asked, noting mentally that the word "assumed"
implied other possibilities.
Sylveondream:  "I
guess, because they were angry about how careless I was." he rubbed the
back at his head feeling uncertain.
Jekyll1886:  "That's
a natural parental reaction," he conceded. "But you've obviously
resumed your studies, I take it. This is rather a perfect place for you to
continue them. We've both a vampire and werewolf resident here, though I've not
personally met either yet."
Sylveondream:  "The
reason why they let me go here is because I would be safe in a watchful eye or
something lie that." he agreed.
Jekyll1886:  "It's
a good plan. The Society is more understanding than the outside world, and,
despite all our disparate personalities and interests, we help each other when
we can. We truly are stronger together. I think you'll like it here."
Sylveondream:  "Thanks!"
suddenly he heard a loud crash followed by a bark." And I think Shady has
steeled down already."
Jekyll1886:  Weir
winced at the sound of shattering.
"That said," he added, "you will have to clear
all this with Dr. Lanyon before you can settle in. I'd suggest you put Shady on
a leash before you see him. Or just in general."
Sylveondream:  As if
on cue, shady came running in with a towel trailing after her. "Yeah, I am
sorry about that, she gets too excited sometimes."
Jekyll1886:  "Nothing
a little behavioral modification won't fix, I'm sure," he smiled.
Sylveondream:  "I've
tried that once, it didn't go so well." he muttered
Jekyll1886:  "Oh
dear. Which methods did you try, and what went wrong?"
Sylveondream:  "I
tried to do obedience training but all she did was ignore me and play in the
dirt." he commented
Jekyll1886:  "Hm.
Perhaps she simply needs the proper teacher. Or a different approach."
Sylveondream:  "Will
you be willing to try?" he asked pulling the towel away from shady.
"Church Grims are much harder to train than normal dogs."
Jekyll1886:  "I'd
be willing to give it a go, certainly."
Sylveondream:  "Thanks!"
Harold placed the tell on a higher shelf where shady can't reach it, frustrated
Shady tried to reach it by jumping but failing.
Jekyll1886:  "Would
you like to set up a daily training schedule, or simply leave her with me for a
couple of weeks?" he asked.
Sylveondream:  "Well
I don't think she will be comfortable with someone else for more than an
hour." Harold laughed at the memory that came up. "One time my
parents decided to take care of her while I go out of town for a few hours,
when I come back they'd said that all Shady did was howl and whine. While
waiting at the door."
Jekyll1886:  "Poor
dear," Lewis agreed. "Sounds like separation anxiety to me. A daily
schedule it is, then."
Sylveondream:  Harold
looked at Shady with a questionable look, right now she was just laying down
near him. "She doesn't sound like a type of dog to me, then again she is
always by my side."
Jekyll1886:  Lewis
gave a slight nod.
Sylveondream:  "Goss
the doggie eye look got the best of me when I got her." he laughed
Jekyll1886:  "There's
nothing wrong with her sleeping on your bed, so long as she doesn't have fleas
and Lanyon doesn't catch you letting her. However, be aware that with dogs--and
perhaps grims--there is no 'sometimes'. She is either allowed to sleep on the
bed or she is not. She is either allowed to bounce without your permission or
she is not. Never 'sometimes'. Remember that."
He turned to Shady.
"No." He was firm; the look in his eye brooked no disagreement. Any
being capable of reading emotion or body language could tell he was notgoing
to get Shady the towel or anything like it if she kept up her present behavior.
"Down," he said, with a snap of his fingers. His tone was
serious as a heart attack, and he held eye contact with Shady as he pointed to
the floor.
Sylveondream:  Winning
and lowering her ears in shame Shady laid onto the floor suddenly wary of
Lewis's strange behavior. "To be honest I'm impressed." Harold said
looking at both the grim and Lewis. "I can't even make her stay and I am
surprised that you could do it so easily."
Jekyll1886:  "It
seems grims, like dogs, are very adept at reading emotion," observed Weir.
"Good girl," he told Shady, breaking into a smile; he grabbed the towel
with one hand and gave it to her, while he used the other to stroke her chest
affectionately.
"It's also a matter of catching them behaving the way you want, and
rewarding that behavior immediately," he explained.
Sylveondream:  Instantly
her eyes perked up and she leaped for the towel, happily playing with it .
"I wonder if there is a reason for her Separation anxiety." he asked
very pleased with Shady.
Jekyll1886:  "Has
she spent much time away from you?" he asked.
Sylveondream:  "A
bit, only when I need to do important stuff like getting items that are out of
town or something like that." he answered
Jekyll1886:  "She
needs to be around other people more, even if when she isn't in your company.
And those need to be good experiences for her. If we can do that, the anxiety
should lessen and may even go away entirely."
Sylveondream:  Harold
thought of it more and bent down to pet Shady which she enjoyed. "Can
other dogs help with her anxiety?"
Jekyll1886:  "Yes,
actually. They could, if they get along well. Exposing her--in a controlled
environment--to other dogs and people would be a good idea. If you think you'll
be away from her for long periods of time, you might even want to get a second
grim or dog to keep her company. Just bear in mind that, if you do, that one
would likely require some training as well."
Sylveondream:  "I
can imagine." he joked.
Jekyll1886:  Lewis
nodded. Then he saw the door to Lanyon's office open.
"If you'll excuse me," he said, standing up, "I really do have
to be going. But I look forward to working with you and Shady."
Sylveondream:  "The
same goes with you sir." Harold smiled extending his hand.
Jekyll1886:  He
shook Harold's hand and bade him and Shady goodbye, then disappeared into
Lanyon's office, shutting the door behind him.
Sylveondream:  Shady
ran over to Lewis whining, hoping that he'll get the towel or something for her
to play with. "Is it a bad habit that I let her sleep on my bed?" he
asked.
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