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In the spirit world, a group of wolves go to talk to their new neighbors. Because the airport is literally just a few blocks north of their locus and safety. Leaving the sky court free to talk to anyone who asks about the Uratha who "went that way" is a weakness the Forsaken can ill afford.
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Kevin walks towards the airport, the worry about the future he had been feeling earlier doesn't bother him now. There are times when he stops to glance about, to be sure that no Spirit is gearing up to attack. He slows as the fence comes into view.
Coming to a complete stop, he takes in his surroundings. His nose twitching as his tail slowly wags from left to right and back again. After all, they were approaching a Spirit Court where one of its members already vocally supported the Pure.
Perception
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Steel is right behind Kevin, keeping a nervous eye out himself. As one of the Iron Masters he's honor bound to watch the lands around their locus... and the idea of an area full of spirits that hate them makes him nervous.
Even more so since it's so close to where his new job is.
Still, small doubt that those coming this way will need some muscle. Jeremiah is more likely to be safe waiting at the Locus as he is, which just leaves the Rahu street tough to serve as Kevin's bodyguard on this trip.
Shifting to his Near-man shape, Steel turns his gaze and lets his nostrils flare. For once he's managing to focus on the world around him, undistracted by his own boasting.
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Samantha too joins Kevin and Steel, her lope that of her Urhan form, red and white. She nods to the Dalu and to the other Urhan. A small sound of greetings to the other two, she was an Alpha, but she was not their Alpha.
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The three wolves keep close eyes open as they walk steadily north and back towards their home, though with a far different destination in mind. They arrive at the spiritual reflection of the airport, its very tall and imposing chain-link fence stretching dozens of feet in the air. At the moment, none of them see any spirits, but soon Aeneas and Samantha's keen eyes and ears hear a distant whiring coming from above them. Above they see a bright red object that is hovering above them, say 200 yards up.
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Padding along after her Alpha-apparent, Elaine keeps her eyes peeled and steps soft as she stays just slightly to the back of the impromptu pack. Preferring to keep matters simple, her form matches Sam's. She was prepared for any cues, ready to utilize any aspect of her skillset as soon as such was indicated. It did seem unlikely that poetry would come up, however.
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At the sound Samantha looks up, the bubbling words that would be unsightly for pups to hear filled her mind.
At least it made sense that these people were the sky court....
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I assume you meant Steel saw the red thing since Aenaeus isn't here...
Steel curls back his lips, showing his fangs.
"Heads up, we've got company," he warns the others, balling his fists.
He tosses Elaine a quick glance before gesturing up to the flying object. Chances are another spirit, the question would be how to deal with it.
"Try to keep out of sight from it?" he suggests to the others. "I mean, we're already banking on these guys not being fans of ours."
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<<Don't know about any of you but I'm not that stealthy.>> Kevin tells them. <<We are here to speak with the Court, it's unlikely we'd get far into their territory without being spotted.>>
<<Shall we climb the fence or should we just call out a greeting to see what comes to greet us with the fence between us?>> He growls as he looks up at the top of the fence. Security Spirits must be thick here. He can't help but think concerning that this place is an airport.
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«We've already been spotted, you know this, it'd likely be just as easy or difficult if we don't hide ourselves, that way they don't get the wrong idea.»
Negotiations were negotiations, and generally it's was easier if it didn't devolve into the 'beat the crap out of everything' negotiations from the get-go.
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