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[sighteddancer]

It's supposed to be a simple task; but, of course, it isn't.

First one of the great Clans asks for more information drawn by observing pyode amedha. Lesser hunters scatter to see if they can find it. Cre'hktdi finds that most hunters are making beelines for the best grounds, and wouldn't care to quarrel or risk interfering with their hunts by

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[there_is_a_me]

"Hallo, there." His nose flares as she comes in, "That's...you've been hunting, haven't you? Fuckin' elation and aggression, right?"

[sighteddancer]

"Hallo," syllables repeated exactly back at him, now that she's heard them once, "to you." She growls in annoyance, popping her melted wristblades from their gauntlet sheaths, and then opening the plate to remove them entirely. "Yes. I was busy."

Then she says something different, but the closest the translation comes is, "the hunt is done, but there is followup."

[there_is_a_me]

"Ugh." Spoon nods, then cracks his neck, "Clean up is always a fuckin' bitch. Property damage, lost equipment, or fuckin' bodies?" He'd never seen action before Scotland.

Doesn't mean he didn't hear a lot about it.

[sighteddancer]

"I'm Blooded." Duh, her tone says. "And I was hunting; property damage is not my concern."