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Zacharias Smith (unspeakableness) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Part of Zacharias wanted to sit on the bench and nibble orange slices all night. Another part of him wanted to sleep. The part of him that thought a nap sounded good alerted the rest of him that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to keep eating and then nap in the middle of London. He didn't think this man would leave him to freeze -- or so he hoped -- but he also didn't want to stick around to find out one way or another. Because if this man wouldn't let him freeze, that meant he'd take him. And Zacharias wasn't entirely sure he wanted to be taken anywhere, especially since he wasn't a pet and didn't want to become one. Plus, he had his own pets that would need him eventually, even if they were fine on their own for a few hours.

But how could he get away without looking like he was getting away? Or setting the man off in such a way that he might try to capture him...

After a few more nibbles, Zacharias let go of the orange slice. His nose twitched, smelling the air, and he inched along the bench, curious. Then, nose still twitching, he jumped onto the back of the bench, climbing up the side. He kept an eye on the man, but he also let whatever instinct came with this form take hold to keep from acting too strangely for a sugar glider. He just needed an opening to jump over toward the nearby building, and he was almost positive he'd be able to hurry up and around the side of it quick enough to get out of sight.