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Imagine a camera, slowly zooming into a group of four people. These people are walking, fresh from a grouped patrol where very little of note happened. One of them, dressed in that specific all-black-but-not-even-pretending-to-be-goth style is talking.
"... So I sez 'Answer that and stay fashionable!'!" Starseeker starts giggling furiously at the punchline to his joke.
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Starflower walked next to his packmates. Well, next to, but behind a little bit. Being Omega had its role too. He had his hands in his jean blazer, and kicked a rock several feet ahead of the group. When Starseeker finishes his joke, he doesnt quite laugh as loud as every one else, but it was still funny and he did still laugh. He was still new to the pack, so he contented him with following his packmates, gazing around at the buildings, streets, and lighting of his territory.
"Hahaha" Digger laughs as he takes out a smoke and lights it. "So I got some news." Digger says as his Zippo slaps shut. "I bought a building, for the Garage. And I picked out a name."
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Chantay, for her part, simply rolled her eyes at the joke. She'd heard that one before. Though she wasn't about to be the one to tell him that he was using old jokes. Who knows how he'd react to it. Her own eyes were constantly moving as the pack walked through the darkened streets, piercing the gloom with preternatural ease.
"What's the name?"
Night Sight
The night is quiet, with foot traffic having already ended. Cloud cover hides the face of Luna, her face only a glow through the clouds. All is quiet, and the Brotherhood can rest, knowing their territory is safe for another night. Well... largely safe.
<<Psst, over here!>> The sharp whisper comes from a shrouded form in the shadows of the side alley, with only its eyes showing. To Chantay's eyes it looks like... a fish floating on air? Roughly the size of a baseball, with small beady eyes, floating at head height.
"Prophecy Motorcycles." Digger asked the group at large. Not hearing the whispering of whatever it is. Digger looks to Chantey, "What do ya think Slick?"
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A subtle tilt of her head (hopefully) drew Digger's attention to the alleyway. "That something seems fishy..." Sure most spirits didn't understand English, but that didn't mean there was no reason to be careful.
Looking through the alley once more to ensure that nothing else lay in wait Chantay decided that the spirit didn't seem to be a threat, at least. Hopefully it was a correct impression. That it wanted to get their attention though...was curious. She made her way towards it, stopping just shy of lunging range as her eyes locked with its. <<Yes?>>
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Starseeker hears the words, and follows Chantay. He was gonna say something, but she had it seemingly well in hand, and she was showing initiative, so he didn't have too. He was there if she needed him, for talking, punching, and keeping an eye on her back.
Digger just gives Slick a nod and hangs back a bit, keeping his eye open for anything else that may be sneaking up on them.
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Starflower, not hearing what was said but knowing something was going on, heads into a shadowed area, and shifts into Urhan. Sight and Sound were all well and good...but losing smell, thats something he would prefer to have. Wtf is going on? he thinks to himself, sniffing the air for anything out of place.
i can haz smellz it?
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