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Fawn: Glances at the sky then at Fae, as a wordless signal of come on.
Millie: Chucks the knife in my hand at the wall Scorpio is listening through not realising he was there. "One?"
Fawn: Sits by Fae and absent-mindedly pets my dog.
Fawn: My dog goes and lays by Fae's feet before I can stop her, but I just smile. I place the bag of fruit in the middle of the group "here, have...
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Fawn: Watches Fae and then glances at my bag of fruit. I follow her smiling, knowing she's going to stay true to what I told her.
Fawn: Spots Fae and gives her an apple out of my bag. I fall into step beside her and my dog trots in front of us.
Millie: I look at Rick in shock, "we're the only ones here? Surely there has to be more hiding under the radar?"
Fawn: I head into the market with my dog. I can feel some of the traders glaring at my back because of my purple toga, but I approach a fruit...
Max shrugs again but glares at the back of Zara's head when she turns away. "There's science labs, numerous libraries, training rooms, the lot."
Max shrugs "football, both types, the usual high school stuff." He tries to ignore Zara's coldness and the glares she gives certain people,...
Max raises an eyebrow at Zara's voice and glances at his sister sat by Ivy. She heard it too.
Millie: "That is true, but what about the lesser known assassins?"
Max and Morgan both lift up a front paw, smiling slightly in their wolf forms. Max shifts human again but glares at Morgan when she goes to. He...
Aster mutters "spike pit." Then some of the mob drop into the ground on to spikes that impaled them on impact.
Millie: I nod as I listen to Rick, the name seemed familiar. "What about a long term gradual effect? Like poisoning or something, but put it in...
Aster shoots arrows at the mob. Then she mutters poison arrows and the mob members she hits with the arrow die quicker. She glances at the scythe...
Max and Morgan watch the pair. The fur on the back of Morgan's neck raise slightly, as she could sense the tension in the air. Max watches his...
Aster readies her bow and arrows, but flicks to her weapons and selects spike strips. Soon massive rows of spikes appear out of the ground.
Aster looks across to Dante then back the mob, "ready?"