#ask-gatherer

If Savage and Lurker assumed that she'd forget or thought their threats, insults and near scuffle would be enough to deter Lariska from seeking out Gatherer, than they didn’t know the huntress very well. 

Not like they ever did to begin with.

Lariska strode towards Gatherers room, but paused right at the door. She really, really didn’t want that self augmented garbage-can to be in.  

After how things had been left off in the training room, she did not look forward to their next encounter. The hunter did not want to deal with him again trying to dig into her own personal business and now add questions with what she was doing.

This job would be easier...so much simpler, if the place was unoccupied; then it would just be a matter of her breaking in and getting what she needed. 

Of course, things were never simple for her...

Hahli was in Tajun running some errands or at least she finally was. When she had gotten there it had turned out that she had immediately needed to clear up an incident that had happened about a week ago with Ga-Matoran traders. Which had taken much longer than she she wanted and had dampened the Toa’s mood considerably. Okoth, you owe me so many discounts.

The shopping, now that she could get to it, felt long and tedious. Options were nearly overwhelming, hawkers loudly trying to get her to buy anything were obnoxious, lines were slow as people bargained and argued. Her shopping nearing completion, Hahli was beyond ready to get out of there.

Unfortunately for the Toa, the Boggarak nestled in her carrying case, had gotten anxious and impatient herself. Getting out, she climbed up on her mother and rapidly began crawling over the Toa.