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[h2][color=orange]Damon Fawkes[/color][/h2]
Tattoo count: 1 hummingbird
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Damon looked at the mouse as he crouched to give himself as much cover as possible, bow in hand. He stopped in front of the door and looked from the door to the mouse again. He was waiting to see what Ayita was going to do and soon learned that the answer in that she went through the vent. He looked at the humming bird who looked back before tilting its head. Damon gestured toward the vent with a head jerking movement and through the vent the small bird flew to find and join Ayita. 

With a bit of nervousness he stood up straight and waited at the door. Hearing the alarm he froze and kept his bow at the ready. His eyes moving from the door to his surroundings. He felt that his hummingbird was still there and if it died he would be able to focus a shot on whatever came through next...which would hopefully not be ayita. Well...he did not want to be combat medic this time around so...wish granted?