[ Cehd'ra lets out a faintly timid laugh at Nero's comment. He'd been so focused on his task that he hadn't really thought of it but yeah, a monster this big could've taken his head clean off. And Ricky supposedly fought it off alone...
Lucky thing then that it's hopefully already very dead! Surely! Cehd'ra sweeps that misgiving off his face as best he can, offering up a grateful, toothy smile. ]
That'd be grand! Happened a week past, I figure? Somewhere 'round the tenth or twelfth. [ The paper is gingerly folded back up and offered to Nero. ] Y'can borrow this if it'll help, too. You'll be doing me another big favor, Nero...
Hey, no problem. All in a days' work. [He takes the etchings and gestures towards the building behind him.] I'll go look and be right back, okay?
[He's gone about 20 minutes, then returns from within holding a photocopy of a piece of paper. He hands it to Cehd'ra along with the newspaper etching.]
Commander let me make a copy of the report. Looks like two sentries took out a Dirgerus right outside Cedar Grove Station. I haven't seen one of 'em myself yet, but they're big, nasty bastards.
[The paper is a photocopy of a duty report, signed by two BEASTFORCE sentries who claim to have killed a Dirgerus around 10:30 PM on the night of the 11th. The report mentions a civilian in the area who fled once the sentries arrived to the fight, but is otherwise fairly standard BEASTFORCE jargon describing how it went.]
[ The wait was nothing, Cehd'ra's been staked outside of places for hours in the past, though he does perk up notably when Nero returns. More so when there's a second piece of paper along with his etching. He holds out open hands, taking them with a deep bow at the waist. ]
Gods bless ya', Nero, I owe you so many drinks at this point...here, when d'you get off? I'll get these to where they need t'be an' meet you somewhere nice, eh?
Th'flatbread stuff? Yeah, 've tried it here, it's good! [ It was hard to resist the smells coming from some of those late night parlors. It had been so tasty that Cehd'ra didn't actually skip out on the check. ] Name th'place an' I'll meet y'there.
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Lucky thing then that it's hopefully already very dead! Surely! Cehd'ra sweeps that misgiving off his face as best he can, offering up a grateful, toothy smile. ]
That'd be grand! Happened a week past, I figure? Somewhere 'round the tenth or twelfth. [ The paper is gingerly folded back up and offered to Nero. ] Y'can borrow this if it'll help, too. You'll be doing me another big favor, Nero...
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[He's gone about 20 minutes, then returns from within holding a photocopy of a piece of paper. He hands it to Cehd'ra along with the newspaper etching.]
Commander let me make a copy of the report. Looks like two sentries took out a Dirgerus right outside Cedar Grove Station. I haven't seen one of 'em myself yet, but they're big, nasty bastards.
[The paper is a photocopy of a duty report, signed by two BEASTFORCE sentries who claim to have killed a Dirgerus around 10:30 PM on the night of the 11th. The report mentions a civilian in the area who fled once the sentries arrived to the fight, but is otherwise fairly standard BEASTFORCE jargon describing how it went.]
All yours, bud.
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Gods bless ya', Nero, I owe you so many drinks at this point...here, when d'you get off? I'll get these to where they need t'be an' meet you somewhere nice, eh?
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