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[h2][color=orange]Damon Fawkes[/color][/h2]
Tattoo count: 1 hummingbird
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Damon raised a brow as the mouse Ayita looked offended at the hummingbird. Why did she look offended? The small bird hadn't done anything. He was now only half paying attention to the people in the van while the mouse that was Ayita slid down his leg and made her way out of the van. He watched, blinked and sighed. [color=orange]"Ill keep an eye on her"[/color] He was tasked with being in her group after all. With a shrug he opened the door and exited following the mouse. 

While Damon went to follow the mouse, the small hummingbird went ahead of him to scout out where they were going. Toward an alley it seemed, he tried to sneak as best as possible with his bow and arrows...along with the small bird flying a good bit ahead of him. Why did Ayita have to leave the van...why? Well...at least he was not combat medic this time.