07-28-2018, 05:14 PM
It had been a few days since the oddity of a domestic feline joined. The red and white tabby's reptilian claws would tap against the ground as she made her way slowly over to where Pimostra and Washington stood. She had strolled over quietly, having no intent on being loud. The others seemed to tower over her, and this made her just a little more cautious.
The mutated feline's tongue flicked in and out of her mouth, body posture stiff from countless nights of no sleep and the constant threat of the infected and death. Her expression and body language remained open and approachable, however. She could tell the difference between the infected and the living like the back of her hands- or rather, paws. And the two creatures before her were not infected. She didn't see any of the signs on them, though it was hard to tell with the smilodon just a bit because of his armor that covered most of the upper half of his extremities. Regardless, he wasn't infected. This was a good thing. She hoped that the parasite infestation would never return. She did not want that hell again.
She never heard of the Freelancer except for whispers from other Ascendants, but she ignored rumors. She wanted to find out for herself on whether or not they were true or lies. She still didn't trust hardly anyone here, and mostly stayed to herself, studying, working and whatnot.
So here Naomi was, curious to see what Washington had to say. Or rather, what answers he had to offer. She had no questions, but stayed sitting near the front to see and observe carefully. She only offered Pim a glance as the other asked a question before returning her attention to the smilodon. She would wait until he answered before greeting him.
The mutated feline's tongue flicked in and out of her mouth, body posture stiff from countless nights of no sleep and the constant threat of the infected and death. Her expression and body language remained open and approachable, however. She could tell the difference between the infected and the living like the back of her hands- or rather, paws. And the two creatures before her were not infected. She didn't see any of the signs on them, though it was hard to tell with the smilodon just a bit because of his armor that covered most of the upper half of his extremities. Regardless, he wasn't infected. This was a good thing. She hoped that the parasite infestation would never return. She did not want that hell again.
She never heard of the Freelancer except for whispers from other Ascendants, but she ignored rumors. She wanted to find out for herself on whether or not they were true or lies. She still didn't trust hardly anyone here, and mostly stayed to herself, studying, working and whatnot.
So here Naomi was, curious to see what Washington had to say. Or rather, what answers he had to offer. She had no questions, but stayed sitting near the front to see and observe carefully. She only offered Pim a glance as the other asked a question before returning her attention to the smilodon. She would wait until he answered before greeting him.
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I dare staff to vandalize me, huehue.
i gotchu - orion
bet - tikki