Back again
Turmoil and I returned to the Hellsing manor late in the evening. I feel refreshed and ready to deal with anything that comes my way. This includes the strike. I called the old lair (I should've known they'd be able to get phone service going again) and informed those trecherous creeplings to be ready for disscussion. While I deal with this, Turmoil will deal with the club. She called that brother of hers to inform them we were back, and he says things are fine at the club. They had better be.
I've noticed a few of the creeplings here with us have multiplied. Some of them are like rabbits I believe, heh heh heh. I don't expect them to replenish their numbers... unless I have to destroy those who are on strike. I've noticed Tom seems to be smitten with one called Jada. I know he hasn't thought about breeding, but I bet his genes would create a batch of intelligent and loyal creeplings, more than the others. I suppose at this stage I can't exactly order him to have a brood, not since I've learned of their true intelligence. I like Tom, and almost respect him even, despite the creeplings being lesser beings compared with kats.
I've noticed a few of the creeplings here with us have multiplied. Some of them are like rabbits I believe, heh heh heh. I don't expect them to replenish their numbers... unless I have to destroy those who are on strike. I've noticed Tom seems to be smitten with one called Jada. I know he hasn't thought about breeding, but I bet his genes would create a batch of intelligent and loyal creeplings, more than the others. I suppose at this stage I can't exactly order him to have a brood, not since I've learned of their true intelligence. I like Tom, and almost respect him even, despite the creeplings being lesser beings compared with kats.