The alien nodded in understanding. "So it teaches them to navigate without the aid of sight. A useful exercise; in Kin society we teach something fairly similar to protolarvae in crecheschool, although it relies upon scent rather than sound."
The Danse Macabre CodexMordecai sighed and said loudly, "I could have Blood scout, the problem is I don't know how deadly this stuff is and I don't want her getting killed on my account. Also, are we likely to face anything that we can fight here? I feel like something's watching us and I don't like that."
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr.Mordecai laughed, "I don't." He left it at that, he fought. It was what he did, if these challenges would let him fight then he was happy. Especially if he ever got to use his damn weapons. He felt an urge to just throw grenades into the fog and see what would happen.
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr.Mordecai sighed, "Where did you get fence? I'm Mordecai, the hunter. Nice to meet you, if we both survive we can have a cup of tea later and talk about the sunday crossword. Now may not be the best time for this bit." His sarcasm made him feel better, it wasn't much but right now only blood would make him smile. Blood and a chance to cut some stuff up with the Hyperion Reaper.
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr."Nice for you, want a cookie?" came Mordecai's snarky responce. "I kill, I hunt, I poach, and I long for the best chase. I love fighting the toughest thing around and taking them down one at a time. I live for the thrill of all of that."
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr.Mordecai gave this some thought before responding, "I'm glad you have someone in the family with an understanding of the way things work."
(Sorry, took as second to understand, I'm new to the boards)
edited 22nd Mar '11 1:59:55 PM by Wyrmcraft
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr."You make it all sound like some sort of sport. Why don't you go ahead and go into detail about itching your armpit while you're at it?"
Vezon suddenly whipped around and stabbed at the ground in a frenzied manner, then stopped. "Thought I saw something. Guess not. YAHAHAHAHAHA sorry, I'll calm down. Just raring to go right now, y'know?
edited 22nd Mar '11 2:05:01 PM by LizardOfAus
And a Strange Figure Emerges.Rey closed his eyes a moment, seemingly concentrating on something, and when he opened them, they had a faint red sheen to them. He was wincing a little, though, one hand going to his chest for a second before he lowered it again, looking over at Dex-Starr. "At least he'll be easy enough to follow."
Easing back into life one step at a timeMordecai just chuckled and stopped the conversation there. No one who said killing was just killing could understand the beauty and simplicity of the hunt. The wonderful feeling of a challenging kill and the heart pounding excitment of having to fight blade to blade. He was only truely alive when in a fight.
Red, Blue, White, Black, and Green...all fall before the might of the Myr.

"It's a game kids play back home. One kid closes his eyes and yells 'Marco'. The other kids playing will be running around that child and will call back 'Polo'. The kid yelling Marco has to try and catch one of the kids yelling Polo just by following the sound of their voice."
Easing back into life one step at a time