Having been perusing Outworld for quite some time now, the yautja rarely came across humans – not free ones, anyway. Lar’ja would pay close attention to this one, ‘assessing’ him, if you will. There was this one particular fellow with a glowing eye and artificial heart; there was also one other that resembled one of Earthrealm’s ‘cowboys’ – other than that, the rest were s l a v e s or prisoners. Any human able tosurvive here was obviously a worthy h u n t. His line of thought was soon interrupted by the y o u n g male speaking, but his attention never faltered. Before figuring out what he truly wanted to do with this young one before him, Lar’ja decided on some fun frst. Activating his audio recording playback, he let the eeriesynthesized voice boom out, but still seem w h i s p e r - l i k e.
That sounded like Hanzo. Why did that sound like Hanzo? Fingers begin to fidget. He’s not r e a d y for whatever this. Outworld harboured some STRANGE creatures. Symbiotes, Kytinn’s. How odd that he’d be so PANICKED about something like this? Hanzo wouldn’t come to Outworld without r e a s o n && with his ill failing health -- Takeda highly doubted that he’d even think about leaving the temple again. He doesn’t moved when the voice speaks to him. In fact, his fingers RAISE to his temple in an attempt to try and find something. SOMEONE to pass on a message to. He had to get s o m e o n e out here in order to find out what the HELL this was. He retracts his whips, gripping at the end of them. If whatever it was was going to ATTACK him, he’d be ready. This was the kind of thing he’d been trained for. To be ready
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