[Thom is not sure what handcuffs are. But he gets the general idea.]
I... er... can I, does anyone need help?
I can help. I can fetch things!! M'real good at it, too!
[When Thom comes back, he's asleep in the sand. But he wakes up quickly!]
Wh - Batou??
[Oh my god he's on land.
OH my GOD he's on LAND!!! Is this - is it home?? No... no it doesn't smell right. It still smells like the ocean, even though he smells land, and he doesn't smell any of his reptilian Masters.
Drat. Well, the comm's still here, so...]
Um - oh, does... does anyone have m'collar please?
[That is definitely the most upsetting part about dying. Thom should never be without his collar, that's like ILLEGAL.]
[OOC: Bedtime now but I'll tag ya tomorrows ilu]
[There's a bump as the comm opens transmission - it seems to have been knocked accidentally, as often happens on the boat. But there's no happy chatter or the playful doggie noises that usually issue from Thom's frequency. Instead there's a low, murderous growl.
A skittering of claws on the deck, and the comm bumps again to end the transmission.]
[OOC: Should you encounter Thom, and should you look hard enough, you might notice there's a blue gem on his neck right below his collar. It may or may not be hidden by his ruff, depending on what he's doing at the time. Thom is not much of an opponent, but he is a juvenile canine weighing a good 50lbs or so and he could probably break an arm if he got his jaws around it.
EXTRACTION IS UP FOR GRABS!! Major got it but feel free to backdate maiming or something idk]
Wooooow that's a lotta new stuff... people... things!
Sooooo when do I get to learn the stuff BIG pets do?
This is th'SECOND time I got big, I gotta learn SOMEtime.
Hey... I found a thing... it's, um, a long piece of leather, an' it smells kinda like Mikey. But not exactly, just kinda.
S'gotta belong to SOMEone.
[OOC: It's Raphael's belt. It never was crossed off the list of retrieved items after he died!]
I heard lotsa stuff but there were kinda big words an' I didn't get a lot of it.