Looking around the barracks for about the fourth time, Deacon watched and listened to all those around him. Silently, he began to decide who he would trust, who he would truly follow, and who he would enjoy free time with. Smiling to himself the Kohanian focused on Drew. For the time he had been on the station, she was his favorite. Turning his head and with a flicker of his ears, the hyena watched the long haired marine. Now here was a mystery. Deacon wasn't sure how he felt about this male. He seemed to be all the best things needed for a soldier, but there was something about Lorcan that did not sit right about how he dealt with the others. And finally, there was the skittish female who seemed so uncomfortable around him. There was something about her....
She had no scent. What sort of being has no scent? He asked himself. The only creatures he had ever been taught about that had no scent were the Mokoi, or Shadow Beasts. But surely this station wouldn't employ the Dark Ones, would they?
Deacon looked around for Tweak, but when he wasn't able to find her, he rubbed his chin in thought. Canting his head to the side, thinking back to when he first saw her. She had many smells ON her, but she didn't have a scent in her. She smelled of oil, metal, cloth of course, there were many smells that she wore on her like perfume, but the one thing she did not smell of, was LIFE! Narrowing his eyes, the Kohanian made his decision and turned and headed out the door of the barracks to follow her scent towards the shuttle bay. His mind was made up, if she was a Dark One, she would need to be found, and eradicated, and that meant first he would have to keep his eye on her.
Oh yes, it was time for the hunter to go on the prowl....
She had no scent. What sort of being has no scent? He asked himself. The only creatures he had ever been taught about that had no scent were the Mokoi, or Shadow Beasts. But surely this station wouldn't employ the Dark Ones, would they?
Deacon looked around for Tweak, but when he wasn't able to find her, he rubbed his chin in thought. Canting his head to the side, thinking back to when he first saw her. She had many smells ON her, but she didn't have a scent in her. She smelled of oil, metal, cloth of course, there were many smells that she wore on her like perfume, but the one thing she did not smell of, was LIFE! Narrowing his eyes, the Kohanian made his decision and turned and headed out the door of the barracks to follow her scent towards the shuttle bay. His mind was made up, if she was a Dark One, she would need to be found, and eradicated, and that meant first he would have to keep his eye on her.
Oh yes, it was time for the hunter to go on the prowl....