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goldeneyedflash February 10 2008, 05:56:02 UTC
"Get back here!" Bart hissed, as he chased down his erstwhile pet. The biggest problem so far with having a Malayan Flying Fox of his very own was just how quickly a creature that large could disappear. How did a flying mammal with a nearly six foot wingspan manage to move through the tropical foliage without making a sound or a disturbance?

Unfortunately, Bob was as bad at listening as he was good at disappearing, and he had seen something interesting off in the distance. He tucked in leathery wings as he dropped into a dive, heading towards his goal as Bart ran after him.

"Bob!" the golden-eyed youth cried out as he saw the bat heading towards a man. "You can't DO that!"

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heartliketin February 10 2008, 15:17:08 UTC
Cain had his gun spun out of its holster and drawn immediately, keeping it trained on the sky. "You've got two seconds to call it off before I shoot," Cain warned, finger heavy on the trigger and just waiting for an excuse to blow the mobat-like creature out of the sky.

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goldeneyedflash February 10 2008, 19:33:10 UTC
Bart gave a whistle, the only command Bob seemed to mind so far, holding out an arm. The bat snapped his wings open to change his flight direction, and Bart kept his face still as the claws dug into his arm, not hard enough to draw blood, but painful. He comforted the poor, frightened animal, even as he shot a glare at the man.

"Put the gun away," he said, coldly.

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heartliketin February 10 2008, 19:35:31 UTC
Cain was all-too-happy to do so the minute it was out of the sky. "Sorry, kid, but the past couple of days I've had, I'm not trusting anyone or anything, especially when your little pet looks like something that would've clawed my eyes out, only a week back," Cain put it bluntly, holstering his gun properly and letting his coat draw over it.

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