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Skiaska entered her room, letting Sethe go to his. Deciding to put on her usual hunting gear, she smiled. "Skiaska's gonna have some fun tonight!" Smirking as an image of Krii'Ouse popped up in her head, she thought for amoment as she pulled all of weapons on and in. Which KIND of fun? Walking out, she kissed Sethe on the cheek before leading him back towards the park.

Skiaska suddenly stopped when she saw Will enter a room. "What's he so exited about?" She looked at Krii'Ouse for an answer, but he didn't give her one. Shrugging, she decided to ask Will himself. Later. "C'mon, let's go!" She smiled and took off her watch, not caring that her tail and ears came into play.

((Skiaska didn't mean anything with thta one thought! She talking about tonsil hockey!))

Len grinned as Will had entered and made it apparent that he was very pleased with the situation. And even more so at the speaking of promotion. He hadn't expected it, but would greet it with open arms. He nodded as Will spoke his last words to him, and turning to the Lycan, relieving the blind fold from his sight. He started out with a basic question that Len had already suspected would be asked first. Which was good, for he hadn't even caught his name.

As the Lycan appeared to blink his eyes and gather his thoughts, Len walked up next to Will and spoke about some things that he would probably want to know before any further questioning. "Oh and I met this fellow walking the streets of the city injured by silver. Apparently he was being chased by quite the number of vamps before losing them and running into me. As he did, I was hoping to get some questions answered, and I did. He is not a Lunite, obviously you can already see that, but, even better, he sat next to this Lunite Cult Leader on his plane ride returning from his vacation in Honnolulu."

He paused and gave a flash turn back to Tyler, then looking back to Will. "He was also supposedly jumped by, what he thought were hunters when he returned home. Little did he know that they were actually Lunites, for as he said, they had the correct tatoos on their chests. Then we were found by at least six of them before I could get anymore information. There he earned my trust when he killed his fair share. He's killed his owned kind, and many vamps Will...I don't think he is apart of the Lycan community of New York, I mean, he hardly struggled against me once." He looked back to the seated Lycan once more, before turning to see Will's reply.

Will glanced at Len then turned back to the lycan, staring at him with a critical eye. With a single smooth motion, he undid the lycan's bonds then stepped back. "Len seems to vouch for you, so I'll trust you for the moment. I leave it up to you to earn that trust if you want it permanently. Now, I want you to tell me EVERYTHING that you know about the Lunites."

Turning away from the lycan, Will turned on a tape recorder. There might be small, seemingly insignificant clues that could be found in the lycan's story which could only be found after deep analysis, and any shred of information could come in useful. "Alright, start talking."

She had come down to Haven for some sleep due to her gorwing headache from the lights and thoughts upstairs, but instead ran to help Skiaska when she made her burden known. She helped to ease some of the lycan's weight unto her own shoulders.

"Where to?"

Rayven's eyes flickered. Blurry lights and colors slowly started to focus. She seemed to be in some sort of bar or club. There were people. They seemed normal enough. Besides the fact that they had weapons and looked conspicious.
Her eyes slowly focused a little more. She could tell the difference between the floor and the ceiling.

"How...much...did I have to drink?" She muttered. Her voice raspy and half laughing.

" a deal is a deal." replied tyler as he coughed a bit. he cracked his neck and leaned forward a bit. "here is what i know... now that i know what they look like and who they are i can tell you more about them. the first i heard of them was on my first dive on my vaction. the driver of the boat had just joined and kept pestering me to join as well. kept telling him i wasn't intrested. that i had no need for a massive scale invashion of any hunter clan. although i though that any sort of invashion of a hunter clan no matter how small would be sewicide. during my dive i incountered several lycans all with the tatoo burned into their forhead and chest area. the leader had a cresent moon scar on his eye. needless to say i got my a** handed to me down there. the boat diched me and i'm more suted to ground combat rather than water. i managed to outsmart them and make my way back to land. there i found the driver. next day he was dead. crecent moon shaped scar on his neck where his voice box was ripped out along with his spine. next few days were unevent full as far as what you are intrested in. however one week in after my dive i met the leader. he seemed to think i was specail in some way... kept talking about my tatoo on my right sholder. i kept telling him it was just something to remember my old pack before they were wiped out. i'll save that story for another time. anyway the guy wouldn't leave me alone. said i needed to be in this with him or else it wouldn't work. i just thought he was a loon and kept trying to walk away. he got me to go to a few night clubs that his cult controled. sick places... realy sic places... and i don't mean in a good way... sorry but i'm not in to bondage... especaily when it involves silver chains and juced wolfsbain." tyler took a deep breath and contenued "in that time i discovered a plot to invade some sort of compound. however i never got the name of it. kept calling it haven or something. but with the troops i saw on my last day i'll say this... the boys at haven best beef up security. the amount of lycan power he has gathered makes hitler's private army look like school girls in preeschool. all with the tatoo on their chest. looked like a mass amount of storm troopers... but i never got to see the force he intended to invade haven with. but you can bet they arn't going to be storm troops... probaly spec opps guys." tyler let out a sigh "why is it i get the feeling i'm going to get shot after this?" he chuckled as he went back to talking about all he knew. "on the plane ride i managed to trick him into showing me some pics of what they had. as far as armor and weaponry. i saved them all to a flash drive when he went to the restroom after drinking a bit too much limonaid. " tyler let out a sigh. "their first target is by the docks. how i found this out belive me you don't want to know... i'll just say this... got his guard drunk and she took me to chip and dales... and no power on this earth will make me tell what happend... no power on heaven or earth!" he replied shaking his head. "if you ask a more detaled question i can be of more help. " he chuckled. "and excuse me... i know this isn't a laughing matter... it's just how i deal with pain... i try and laugh... still have a few silver bulets in me... heh lone wolves are either brutal or survivors... i'm a survivor." he finished as he cringed in pain gripping his neck. it obvously hurt him to talk. the tip of a 45 silver round was sticking out of his neck. the entry wound had already healed.

[[sorry bout content mistakes. but all my reachearch tells me that there arn't just werewolves.]]

Rayven's eyes widened. "What in hellfire is a lunite and what do I have to do with it?" She coughed. A Lunite. Sounds like some sort of rare gem.
Rayven glanced at her upper thigh. That stupid guy threw a shiny thing at her. Atleast it wasnt bleeding anymore.

"Oh lord, tis the flamin guy" She nodded towards Gail.

Rayven ran her fingers threw her hair.
"Will one of you dunder heads please tell me what the hell this is all about?"

She was confused. Captive. and in a strange place. Her eyes bounced around the room. They were a pale blue. Very bright. Like the moon.