Post by bruiserbill on Jul 11, 2009 21:58:11 GMT -5
Hype sat down quietly, calmly seated behind a potted plant. His legs were crossed, his senses focused on the movements and thoughts and everyone, as well as aiming to plant a subtle suggestion at most people to ignore the potted plant. He knew it wouldn't deter everyone, but it had been working for about three hours, and he had gathered quite a bit of intel. Apparently, these guys were mostly on the peaceful side, and hated Pravus. In fact, a lot of them hated Pravus more than some of the refugees, and that was saying a lot. Whether or not they could be trusted, well, that was still gonna be tricky to figure.
The three main things he wanted to know about was the "breeding center," the "leader," and the "storage room." Once he knew what was in these guy's closets, he'd do better. Maybe. He was pretty certain he was born in a breeding center, in all honesty. But he wanted to make sure this was a humane one, not some bloody kennel.
The second was their leader. He'd probably meet this guy eventually, and if he did, he could talk with him, and get a real feel for what's going on.
The third one was just strange. Every one seemed to making references to some sort-of secret important thing in the storage room, and he wasn't very certain what had happened or what will happen, but it must have been entertaining or vastly important. Either way, it'd be good to get a confirmation.
But then again, the wise old Abra had to admit this surveillance stuff was kind of impractical for him. He wondered if they had an practical TMs in this storage closet that seemed so important. Or at least some food. He really could use a cookie about now....
As the Abra's mind wandered, still catching random thoughts in the air, he failed to notice that someone had gotten close to him.
The three main things he wanted to know about was the "breeding center," the "leader," and the "storage room." Once he knew what was in these guy's closets, he'd do better. Maybe. He was pretty certain he was born in a breeding center, in all honesty. But he wanted to make sure this was a humane one, not some bloody kennel.
The second was their leader. He'd probably meet this guy eventually, and if he did, he could talk with him, and get a real feel for what's going on.
The third one was just strange. Every one seemed to making references to some sort-of secret important thing in the storage room, and he wasn't very certain what had happened or what will happen, but it must have been entertaining or vastly important. Either way, it'd be good to get a confirmation.
But then again, the wise old Abra had to admit this surveillance stuff was kind of impractical for him. He wondered if they had an practical TMs in this storage closet that seemed so important. Or at least some food. He really could use a cookie about now....
As the Abra's mind wandered, still catching random thoughts in the air, he failed to notice that someone had gotten close to him.