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04-04-2002, 05:12 PM
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The claws of one of the Hunters slowly retracted. It was stood on top of quite a high hut, sillouetted by the moonlight. The villagers were kicking up quite a fuss and bustling around like no tomorrow. He/she/it had split up from its partner in hope of finding Tobias more quickly. It carried some kind of recording equipment, the same sort Tobias had destroyed a while back. It turned and leapt from the higher hut to the darkness of the shadows. Creeping around the back it switched the camera and the audio equipment on. A static affected voice broke the night-silence, not that there was much of it.

Voice: "Yes...what is it?"

Hunter: "Clio...Chak Chak, Ukol Tobias, icko vlage."

Voice: "Right...yes...ok then. We'll get that to a translator as soon as we can and we will be right back to you...over and out."

The audio equipment turned off automaticly. The Orkhid on the other end had recorded the message and sent it via recording chip to a bunch of Crates who were fluent in most languages. The Hunter placed the equipment in one of its deposetaries (Sp?) And clutched onto the wall of the building it was sheltered behind. Digging its black claws into the surface it clambered up quickly and efficiantly. Upon getting to the top it scanned the area, listening to the noises and smelling the smells to try and build up a mental picture.

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The 2nd Hunter was scouring the area on the ground. Taking in everything that was going on around it. Only stopping to adjust its perspective. It darted in and out of shadows, seemingly being able to avoid the interaction of others. It built up mental pictures of each and every place, taking in their smells, sounds, what they felt like. Slowly but surely it built up a picture of a quater of the village. What the surfaces were like, who inhabited what and roughly what specie they were. Although it was blind, it had a good mental view...one that was just as good, if not better, than eyes. And then as it approached the next part of the village it came across Arim's Inn. It halted...its senses were working out the scent. Its ears were working out the breathing rate of the creatures inside. It approached the entrance...its metallic claws appearing...
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