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Fraser chooses to make his appearance during third period and, this time, he brings Dief with him.

"Good morning, Miss Parker," he says, taking off his hat. "How are you today?"

"I've been better. But hey, you're here to brighten things up, how bad can it be?" She grinned when she saw the wolf. "Ohhh, and who's this?" she bent down and offered her hand for Dief to sniff, then scratching under his chin.

"Well, that's very kind of you to say," Fraser says, smiling. "And this is Diefenbaker. Dief, Miss Parker. Miss Parker, Diefenbaker."

"Hellooo, Diefenbaker," Parker crooned. "I didn't realized how much I missed Camwolf 'til I saw you. But you're probably better trained," she said with a laugh, scratching behind his ears. "He's your wolf? How cool is that?"

"And, well, if you heard the radio, you can probably guess why my day isn't all that great." Parker's lips turned downward. "Although I'm hideously relieved Rory's all right."

Dief turns into her hand, clearly enjoying the attention.

"Yes, he's mine," Fraser replies. "He can't get rid of me and I can't get rid of him so it all work out."

Frowning, he says, "Yes, another attack by the same person, right? I was hoping to see Vala today to talk to her about this person so I can be alert in case school grounds become a target. Perhaps I'll talk to Rory when she's feeling up to it as well."

"Darla," Parker spits the name out in what is almost a snarl. "Vampire bitch from hell. Vala's supposed to be out of the clinic, but she'll probably be in her room. Rory's around ~~although not yet, due to access issues~~, but I don't know if she wants to talk about it any more." Sighing, Parker got to her feet, then rummaged in her purse, coming up with some peanut M&M's. "Dief, can you wave?" She held up one candy hopefully.

Dief, having tromped through snow this morning, just looks mournful. But, he's cute. And he adds a little whine to the mournful look.

Seeing his motionless, Fraser scowls. "He is able to wave but seems to be reluctant to do so right now."

Parker really can't resist the cute. "How about I just let you have it then?" she asks, grinning a little as she holds it out for him. "Gooood Dief."

Dief happily eats the treat, his tail thumping against the floor and Fraser's boots.

"That's very kind of you," Fraser says, smiling down at Dief. "You're probably one of his new friends now. He'll want to come back to the library constantly now."

"We can *always* use a wolf here. Unless Zero turns into a kitten again." Parker grinned, and held out another M&M. "How did you two partner up, anyway?"

Dief happily eats the M&M. He really likes M&M's.

"He actually saved my life," Fraser says, nodding. "He pulled me out of the Prince Rupert Sound."

Rory wandered out from where she was ~~offline~~ in the stacks.

"A dog?"

"Wolf actually," Fraser says, smiling at Rory. "Diefenbaker, Miss Gilmore. Miss Gilmore, Diefenbaker."

Dief proceeds to sniff Rory's hand...possibly for petting or for food.

Rory scritched his ears. "Hi Diefenbaker. I wish I had a treat for you, but all I've got is some chocolate, and that's bad for your kind. So scritchies will have to suffice."

"He's a wolf?" she asked Fraser. "Like an actual wolf? How is he domesticated?"

"Actual wolf, yes," Fraser nods. "He's also deaf but can read lips in both English and Inuktitut. I wouldn't call him domesticated but his behavior and demeanor allows him to love indoors."

"He's darling. In a wolfy way," Rory nodded, petting Dief.

"Thank you kindly." He's smiling, of course he's smiling. "How are you doing today, Miss Gilmore?"

"I'm okay," Rory said, not looking up from petting the wolf.

"And that's how you met him? Before he even knew you?" Parker fondled Dief's ears, and laughed as he closed his eyes and panted. "Hero wolf at work!"

Fraser laughs. "Call him a hero too often and his ego increases. He already enjoys not listening to me."

Snickering, Parker finally got to her feet, bestowing a much more cheerful smille on Fraser. "Did you need a book, while you were in here? Light reading for a snowy weekend?"

"Actually, I haven't started the book I borrowed a few days ago," Fraser says. "Depending on the state of the school, I'll probably just read those books while I spend the weekend inside. And yourself? In case this blizzard worsens, do you have sufficient supplies?"

"I'm going in to town during next period-- I have to visit a friend anyway, so I'll probably pick up goodies on the way back." She dimpled at him. "But can I come borrow some of yours, if I run out of marshmallows?"

Fraser smiles. "If your supplies should run low, you can, of course, borrow some from me. Though, I do believe I'm out of marshmallows."

"Then I'll have to pick some up for you. Teeny ones or the nice, big, smoooshy ones?" she asked, drawing out the word deliberately, and ending on a pout.

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