Hunted...
Injin crawled into the window were he smelt Olm. He clambered through and then leapt to the ceiling, looking down on the floor and sniffing the air to try and see were abouts Olm actually was. As he was searching he realised the room was full of metal and sharp objects. He growled, he was not keen on sharp objects...he had been attacked too many times to feel comfortable around them. The first thing he noticed was the mess, the sharp metal objects had been flung around and were everywhere. A long black table had been tipped over and now layed on its side. Injin smelled the air again, he realised that no danger was about and dropped silently to the floor, staying as low as he could. He slowly moved forwards, sniffing the air gently. He heard Olm, he was tutting and cleaning up, it sounded as if it was coming from another room so Injin slowly moved towards the entrance of the new room, as he closed in he stood on his hind legs. Olm was down on the floor picking up bits of glass and other sharp objects.
Injin: "U 'elp Injin wiv speek naw?"
Injin said tilting his head to one side and taking one step towards Olm. Olm jumped, he hadn't noticed or heard anyone come in or approach him. He turned around and saw Injin stood in the door way.
Olm: "How did you get in here? Did anybody see you?"
Injin shook his head slowly then raised it and sniffed the air.
Injin: "No-onz kuming...we mak Injin speek naw?"
Olm stood up and threw the objects he had been picking up in the bin. He then walked to a cabinet on the wall and opened it up, rustling through it and finally bringing out what looked like a long syringe. Injin snarled and stepped back, his claws slowly coming out of his hands. Olm shook his head and showed him it.
Olm: "Dont worry, it wont harm you...it may sting a little but it will help you speak in our tongue, then you can explain about your race to me...ok?"
Injin' claws retracted and he walked towards Olm, sniffing the object he held. Olm reached a hand up to Injin' head and turned it slightly, then he stuck the syringe in the side of his neck, injecting the little chip into his vocal cords. Then slowly pulling it out he dabbed the spot with a bit of cotten wool and looked at Injin.
Olm: "Can you try and say something?"
Injin backed away and looked down at Olm.
Injin: "C-can you helps me?"
Olm looked at him and placed the syringe down on the work bench.
Olm: "What do you need help with? What do you want me to do...we are both fugitives and soon the guards and Mayor will be looking for us..."
Injin: "Bad dreams...Injin have bad dreams when awake...want them to stop...want bad dreams to stop...please helps me"
Olm nodded his head and opened another door. He stopped in his tracks when he heard the door of the lab open. Injin turned his head and growled...the growl was hollow and seemed to rumble.
Olm: "They're here...quick...we need to escape..."
With that Injin picked up Olm and headed towards the nearest window...attempting to break through and out into the wilderness.
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