[Havoc]

OOC: Sorry for the long absence, been kinda busy...

Nick: Wait, what? You have a paramite for a pet? Are you crazy?! You want us to get in trouble with CHTA (Creatures for the Harmfull Treatment of Animals) on our asses?

Math: Oh chill down. It's not hurting anyone.

Nick: That's the problem!

Math: Don't be stupid, dude. Listnen up, Stivik is after her pet and I don't even want to know what he's going to do to the poor creature when he gets his hands on it.

Nick: Uhm... you do realize we normaly chop dozens of these creatures up a day... right?

Math gave Nick a glance.

Math: It's her PET... and STIVIK is after it...

He frowned at Nick to put more power behind his argument.

Nick: ...and... whenever he is after something...

He held quiet for a moment.

Nick: ...Stavik is a cartell snoop right? I mean, not officialy, but it's kinda obvious right?

Math: He does act a little suspecious... I dunno if the cartel has anything to do with him though.

Nick: Mff, well I do. Whatever he's up to with that paramite, it can't be good. Okay Anni I'm in. Can you take us to your paramite? I can hide her somewhere where Stavik isn't even allowed.

Math: Eh, dude. If he is realy working for the cartel he probably outranks you...

Nick looked at Math for a second.

Nick: D'oh! Shit, you're right.

Math: Anni, is your paramite somewhere save? Can we see her?