Tattoo sits quietly--he hasn't had much time to relax and remeber his tribe & his home. He thinks of his childhood, running wild and happy in his tribe's homeland. He thinks of the days he spent with his best friends. He remembers Phet, the scrab that he raised after it's mother had been killed (even though touching a scrab or paramite was forbidden in his tribe). He thinks of his last days with his tribe. This last thought hurts him. His eyes start to water for a few seconds, but he blinks the tears away quietly. Tattoo's thoughts then focus on Vick.
Tattoo: *puts his didgeridoo away* (How could I have been so foolish? Its my fault for trusting him..Now my tribe is dead...I failed them.)
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Vick arrives outside & sees to his confusion that the animals are realesing eachother. Suddenly he sees that the Scrab he'd teased the night before is outside & looking at him.
Vick: Uh oh... *shouts as loud as he can to the people indoors, hoping that they'll hear* UH GUYS? THE ANIMALS ARE LOOSE! *takes out his gun, watching the animals--especially the female scrab-- closely* Round two eh girl? Tattoo's not gonna save ya this time...
Scrab: Ssssssscrrrrrrrrrrr...
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