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[center][sub]The Crow's Nest   ·   Morning
[@FunnyGuy] & [@Daxam] & [@PigeonOfAstora][/sub]
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That was Cerise's ability and already she had to watch another use it. Akaia was not amused. Not by the noise, the man or the way he was so casually walking up to them and their things. Part of her wanted to leave him behind for fear of the attention he so easily attracted. Another part of her remained inextricably linked to the team as she would always be. She knew Eric could take a measure of man if need be and if necessary, handle them. So she waited and watched. As Juice examined their vehicle and without a doubt the passenger within, Akaia approached. Soundless and light as she was when stalking. Moving slow enough that her the pollen was minimally disturbed so as to preserve the integrity of her camouflage. Of course, without her cape, it was harder to manage and her speed was slow.

In the time awarded to her going unnoticed, she studied the stranger as thoroughly as she could. He was excitable. Strange. Dressed weird. She wanted to question the helmet but then remembered that masks came in all shapes and sizes and perhaps this was just that, although there were no visible tanks of air. The jacket however was quite nice.

Very nice. Perhaps nice enough to treat for pollen.
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