[center][color=#eeba30][h1]Kaleb Brody[/h1][/color][/center]

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Kaleb raised a curious eyebrow, having never heard the saying before, though he suspected that might be because it was a reference and not a saying. He was a bit disconcerted the gun-totting girl had focused on him, but he let it go, deciding to just go with it. [color=#eeba30]"I dunno if I-"[/color] He paused, trailing off as he noticed the huge fog rising up and approaching them. For a moment he thought it was gas, some kind of toxic poison. He freaked out a little, taking a nervous step back and in the direction of the ship. He wasn't sure what safety that would provide, but maybe he could wait out the gas in the pod?

The gas moved strangely though, and finally thought to activate his implants. He blue eyes were suddenly burning a brilliant gold and his vision zoomed into the distance, bringing the huge flock of birds into a more clear picture. Of course that didn't calm him at all, what if they were carnivorous man-eating birds? [color=#eeba30]"Fucking hell,"[/color] he muttered to himself, tensing as they came closer. Then the swarm engulfed them, a tide of feathers surging all around them and Kaleb quickly shielded his face with his forearms and stayed like that, half crouched and his eyes returning to a normal color.

He hesitantly stood straighter as the flock passed, relaxing marginally, though he rather violently smacked a couple feathers from his person, quick to do away with whatever bacteria or diseases might be on them. [color=#eeba30]"If that's normal it's going to get old quick."[/color] He grumbled unhappily.

Luckily- or rather, unluckily - the commotion did not seem normal at all. Horrific sounds called out from the valley, something he more expected to hear on a vid than in real life. A silence he wasn't familiar with flooded the area- or more accurately the background noises ceased instead. There had always been background noise; the hum of electricity, the movement of machines in the floor, conversation in the background; even here there had been the birds, but now there was near deathly silence. It was thoroughly freaky and he took another step back, tension and adrenaline making a hasty return.

He turned at hearing the girl talk again- and then realized she was getting quite far away and was rapidly speeding up in what was probably a run for her life scenario. Her apparent fear increased his own enough to make him follow her example, it was probably smart to get away from Angor McRoar as soon as possible. There was no hesitation as he started sprinting after her, [color=#eeba30]"Fucking hell!"[/color] He cursed, the words just about the only thing he'd said since gaining freedom. [color=#eeba30]"Where the fuck are we suppose to go?"[/color] He called to her, starting to gain on her with his longer legs. 

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