[center][h3][color=ed1c24][u][b][i]Angarius[/i][/b][/u][/color][/h3][/center]
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The lone woman walked around the abandoned, wrecked-up buildings and dead bodies - old and recent - around the area. She was clearly one of the mutation hunters, dragging around a loaded shotgun with dried blood around her clothing. Angarius hasn't seen people since after the apocalypse began - they either died or ran off [i]then[/i] died - so she didn't expect any more hunters to be around. However, she still searched for them anyway.

Something was off though. It was too quiet in that area. Angarius either killed everything off already, everybody was dead, or people were hiding. It was normal... but unusual at the same time. The silence was calming. But eerie.

After searching a few blocks, nothing off still hasn't popped up. [color=ed1c24]"Okay, what the hell?[/color] she would growl to herself in a low, annoyed tone. Usually there were faint sounds of random mutations or even a single crunch of something walking. But nope. Nothing. Silence. Zip. This only made her more cautious, the hand holding the gun occasionally tensing up for whatever might leap out.

Soon Angarius finally heard something about a block away. A thump of something - or someone - landing and mumbling. Another monster maybe? Or someone that was hiding? Might as well check out.

She was probably going to stab both at some point anyway.

With a speed up of her pace the woman would go to the source, listening and watching a pair of people around the corner.