[Sodium_noir] a Company of Wolves

[Spikey]

Chester, Nez, Poe
Bone Gnawer, Uktena, Raven spirit
The Isle of Crabs

Staring at the water, Nez was thoughtful, "Chester-rhya, what's the 
situation with the environmental crowd around here? Is the EPA active 
here? Any green groups that would get all excited about dumping shit in 
the water? How about a council of local businesses that would jump up 
and make a lot of noise if the tourist trade was endangered?"

"Oh yeah, and do you know when Korben left"?

"Bout an hour mebbe!" he replied while sucking air through his teeth and squeezing out his socks. "Rubber suits huh? Heavy duty stuff!"

He starts to put the much darned and oft repared socks back on over long yellowed nails. Even in Homid there was something of an unkempt Canine about his appendages. 

"Thing about Gotham is they still think Green is the colour of Money and not the grass!" he chortles at his own words. "Dusk sometimes puts money into environemtal stuff, but that place is full of Leeches and best left to themselves. I've not seen lots of plack wavers and the like but that don't mean they ain't hereabouts. Perhaps a couple youn 'uns like you and Korben could find 'em. Would be a worthy first step if you asking me!"

[Tag Korben and Nez]


OOC: Come on back any time, Korben


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