I don't even think they know I'm here.
It's sad.
There are other hunters here, and they are sloppy.
I don't like it.
I don't think they watch the streets. I'll see who doesn't belong, least I can do is keep an eye out.
I wonder if they have anyone protecting what is theirs.
They already made an enemy I think, I don't like it.
There is pressure on the group to perform for the wild ones, I don't like it.
They have to carve something out, they have to carve it fast.
They look smart though, a number of plans seem like they are in the works.
There are a couple of beings I have interest in...
Flynt, he talks alot and pushes on information. He has gears and they are spinning.
Jon, looks like he has alot of anger. Doesn't like being touched. Looks like the heavy hands of the group.
Rosalie, she is the silent type. I don't have a clear judge on her yet. I see her reading sometimes.
John, he loves cars. got really angry about the one the man on the horse on the hill wrecked.
Max, he is the bouncer at the bar. Tough to judge too, I'll need to talk to him more. He carries a gun.
Peter, he might have looked steely but he smelled nervous, nervous in a dangerous way. Watered down gin maybe?
The bar is a good cover so far, but it is very exposed.
None of them seem too chatty yet. So which one is it?