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[u][b]June 24th, Old State House
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Naturally the main entrance hall was still rather pristine. After all, if somebody tried peeking in without knocking it would be rather obvious something was miss if Caster had been plastering lucha posters all over the walls. But, he was aware first that somebody was coming. Deciding early that it was merely a group of tourists, it was clear that he and his master would need to be pretty blunt on why you shouldn't ignore the warnings on a building. As Giuseppe stepped out into the hall, Caster stood just out of sight, plotting and ready to act...

[i]"EH can I help ya? We got some work goin' on over here and this ain't stuff ya can just walk in and interrupt! Fine though, don't want to leave any of you in the dark with your history, come on i-"[/i]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1v_kzNpnnF4][h3][b]RAWR![/b][/h3][/url]

BRUTAL! SWIFT! The hallways of the old state house became filled with the growls of Peru's deadliest hunter. The echoing growls of a jaguar, green eyes highlighted by a pitch black fur. Bowling into Giuseppe's side, knocking him over as the vicious predator pinned him by the chest to the floor. Dinner plate sized paws rested on what could only be called the largest jaguar any of the people in that room had imagined. Larger than lion, and growling loudly so that saliva and spit splattered all over the detective. 

He expected somebody to run, as the jaguar looked up from the pinned detective, not hurting him. But the intruder's might not notice that. He pounced again, this time towards the door, snarling. Aiming to push them out the door... And then the door would slam shut, latching loudly and leaving the crowd to run screaming into the streets. Probably humiliating themselves later. 

After all, who would believe "A man from New York was just mauled to death by a Peruvian Jaguar in the middle of the Boston State House?"