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Posted: Thu May 02, 2013 9:34 pm
Cyrilla felt excitement as Amrita's face seemed to light up. The dracolich herself was enjoying spending time with another ghoul as well. However, her expression quickly changed and her own tail and wings began to droop.
Then the question hit her ears.
Do you know what Hunter's are?
And... she didn't. Her lips pursed together as she tried to think back. Had she heard of them? She knew what hunting was. But this didn't seem like exactly what was being asked here. Amrita was tense, clearly upset. This wasn't something she wanted to talk about. A short pang of guilt passed through her chest.
"No. No I don't... I don't think I do." pursed lips turned to a lip being chewed on, racking her brain once more in hopes of coming up with some sort of answer.
"I take it this is something I really ought to be aware of?"
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 9:40 am
"Yes, yes you should." Amrita seemed to curl in on herself again; at least as best as she could considering she was perched on a fence. "They're a threat to our very existence." The Patchwork started, just before going into a full explanation of Hunters as she knew them, from the beginning to the current. She also included the horsemen - at least what she knew about them - and the various life threatening events that had spawned from one thing or the other. It was natural she left out a few things, like...how she and a small group of students murdered a Hunter, or SEEDS and the other small plans she and a few others had to fight back against the majority of the problems.
"--So yeah. Keep your eyes out for them." She finished lamely, trying very hard to not start raging. Hunters were something of a trigger for her.
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