Parit at first turned toward the Slig, only to see that it was carring a small bag with some supplies. He gave the Slig an frigthening glance, as he saw that the Slig was equiped with mechincal pants, which made him suspiscious of him being a creature with a gun. He never liked guns. But on the other hand, the creature seemed oddly friendly and cheerful, so he decided it probably wasn't overall aggressive toward everyone in the village, so his anger level decreased.
Parit continued to listen to the character about his response to both of them, but he really didn't get anything from him. He wanted to know what his occupation was, not where he got his resources. He wasn't too interested in the resources, it was just about information that Jovi would want to know. Parit was about to cooly responde, but it was rather that he was interuptted by someone.
Parit was in complete awe to see something that had the ability to speak like him, and in a wildlife body. What shocked him the most was that the thing had the ability to understand currency. Never had he seen such a small animal, talk to anybody in a regular manner. But prehaps it was native, so it could just be natural. Yet, it made him even more impressed, by the reaction of the character, that obviousily knew that these creatures were wildlife. On the other hand, Parit thought that it would hurt him, yet, the thing obviousily didn't want to hurt him, or even anyone else. Parit also listened to his little speech, to learn that he was a Vykker experiment, only to feel a little sympathy for him. The thing couldn't interact with his own species, making that everyone else wouldn't want to communicate with a freak. Kind of sad for him to hear, so Parit went over to him, and growled, "Hey you, mind tellin' me whether or not ya need a home? I'm mayor and can give ya a house, if ya want."
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Luhead's reaction to seeing the Paramite was not pretty. He knew what those things were, and knew that they kill for food. Basiclly, he knew that he was ordered to shoot at anything that seemed threating, so at last, a few barrels could be wasted on this Paramite. Luhead sweated nervousily, so he wiped his forehead, and directed his rifle at the Paramite. He pressed his eye against the eyehole hard, and looked through the other end, to see where he was aiming. At last, the Paramite was in view, and he whispered, "There you are, you son of a...."
At the final second, Parit stepped in front of his view, to talk to the Paramite. At that, he was pretty pissed. He couldn't shoot it at this point, so he had to wait for Parit to move. Luhead started to grind his teeth in anger, while he ached his finger over trigger. All that could be done was to sit still.
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