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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2390827" data-attributes="member: 2561">Ba'aktar looked at his hand, then at his leg, then at his surroundings. He needed to make sure he was in the right place, and at the right... time? He looks at the six children. They were just children after all, he'd scare them some but he wouldn't hurt them none, would he? He was bleeding, or at least he thought he was, was that boy a threat? If the child could seriously hurt him, was it right to defend himself and hurt a child? None of them were even near the age to Prove themselves. He looked about for the child who was holding the key."Which one of you have it? Give it here and none of yas get hurt," he says, trying to be threatening but clearly disorientated.He could taste the dirt and blood in his mouth. One might even say it was the taste of Metropolis. He spat out what he could, he wouldn't want to get an infection from having something get stuck in one of his tooth-holes when he stuck his teeth back in later. Now that he thought of it he'd need to change out of his wet clothes later or he'd catch a fever. Were they wet? Was he still bleeding? This was turning out to be far more difficult than it should've been.</blockquote>