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*It had been the first time he was sure someone actually ''saw'' him, through the Mist. He'd been surprised that she saw him, but her only visible reaction was a slight flinch and narrowing of the eyes. Sangfroid some called it, and quite aptly in Kara's case. That reaction made him hesitate just long enough for him to curb his instincts, despite being hot on the trail, despite her standing over a fresh body... despite those fangs. He'd seen her too. She'd smelled wrong, but not the same. And she wasn't reacting the way the creature he'd been tracking should. They'd talked rather than fought. Kara hadn't been his prey, but rather another hunter. What she'd told him about the skin-changer explained why it got away from him before: he couldn't track the thing through a body-swap. Together they'd come up with the idea to use a sting as a kind of beacon... | *It had been the first time he was sure someone actually ''saw'' him, through the Mist. He'd been surprised that she saw him, but her only visible reaction was a slight flinch and narrowing of the eyes. Sangfroid some called it, and quite aptly in Kara's case. That reaction made him hesitate just long enough for him to curb his instincts, despite being hot on the trail, despite her standing over a fresh body... despite those fangs. He'd seen her too. She'd smelled wrong, but not the same. And she wasn't reacting the way the creature he'd been tracking should. They'd talked rather than fought. Kara hadn't been his prey, but rather another hunter. What she'd told him about the skin-changer explained why it got away from him before: he couldn't track the thing through a body-swap. Together they'd come up with the idea to use a sting as a kind of beacon... | ||
*He was still a little baffled by Garry. He'd never understood those Japanese cartoons, with their weird iconography. Nosebleeds and sweat drops? The old myths felt more real to him than the new ones, he guessed. But strange or not, Garry did put in the effort. Evgeniy got it from a stupid zombie movie, but Rule Number 1 : Cardio was a good rule, and Garry respected it. He wasn't sure if he had the instinct for actual fighting, but he had the build for it, and now he'd taught him some basic techniques. | *He was still a little baffled by Garry. He'd never understood those Japanese cartoons, with their weird iconography. Nosebleeds and sweat drops? The old myths felt more real to him than the new ones, he guessed. But strange or not, Garry did put in the effort. Evgeniy got it from a stupid zombie movie, but Rule Number 1 : Cardio was a good rule, and Garry respected it. He wasn't sure if he had the instinct for actual fighting, but he had the build for it, and now he'd taught him some basic techniques. | ||
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