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[transgressed]

[Fang's up...somewhere pretty high, up on the rooftop of a building. Looks like she's pulling a Batman and getting her brood on. She is in heavier, drabber clothing than usual (to her displeasure), save the scarf around her neck, which looks a fair bit more elaborate. Her spear is propped up nearby.

It almost seems as if she doesn't know she's being recorded, but then she speaks up:]

'Round this time of year, in Oerba — that's where I'm from — there would be big hunting parties. A last little bit of celebration before the chill and the frost set in from the mountains nearby. Suppose that'd be my version of this "Krissmiss" thing you lot have been going on about.

[She picks up the spear and stands to her feet. Stretches her free arm over her head.] When things started to go south, with the war and all...

[Another bout of stretching...] ...we couldn't do that no more. Not enough groups to go hunting, you see, and the land wasn't safe. The animals scattered. I figure they were smarter than we were. That's not much of a holiday story though, is it? Guess I'm in a reminiscing mood. But I was wondering: is there anything to hunt around here? Anything safe to eat? A spar'll only go so far.

[She tilts her head.] Have any of you ever hunted for your own food? There's gotta be someone around here who's not like... [Cocoon people. She waves a hand.]

Point is, I'm starting to go stir-crazy. Even Cocoon had some nature, here and there.

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[onblackwings]

Of course. There's no other way to get food in my world, unless you have someone else to hunt it for you.

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[transgressed]

That's the way it is where I'm from, but a lotta folk I've met are used to getting food through easier ways.

[onblackwings]

Something like here, you mean, where someone simply hands you food.

[transgressed]

More or less. [A lazy shrug.] Maybe it's fine for other people, but I don't care much for handouts.

[onblackwings]

[ oh hey. that's a pretty good answer, and she smiles a little. ]

Do you still take them?

[transgressed]

A girl's gotta eat.

[She makes a face though.] The food don't appeal much to me, though. It's like Cocoon food. Bland. I buy from the market to help the people in this city rather than take rations, but I don't want to keep doing that either. Hunting'll give me something to do, but it's worthless if there's nothing to hunt. I'm not gonna chase rats.

[onblackwings]

[ also not a bad answer! for a human. she smiles. ]

There are creatures to hunt if you go far enough outside the city.

[transgressed]

'Preciate the advice. I'll go looking.

[Might as well ask.] And you are?

[onblackwings]

Not too far, unless you're more capable than you look. They're not usual animals.

Onyx.

[transgressed]

[She laughs at that, more amused than offended.] Don't you worry about that, sweetheart. I'm plenty capable.

A pleasure. The name's Fang.