Talking sounds fun.
Unsure if your facing a threat or friend you decide to wait and a talk to there them, sure that you can out run them in the sewers that have been your home this past week.
As the foot steps get closer you can feel a buzzing in your ears, the sent of rubber gets stronger, and then the door opens.
It's that woman the one from before, the pretty woman with pink hair.
She stares at you with her big purple eyes.
"hello miss?" you say.
"um ah what are your?" she asks.
"I'm me, i'm Simba, the Lion King, who are you i might ask miss?"
"Violet."
"Is that you being lazy an calling your self after your eyes or something else?"
she blinks at you dumb struck.
"So Violet why are you here? are you looking for me?" you ask her.
"had to find you, give a warning about them--" as she speak her eyes flash and she staggers back.
She screams in pain and you try to help her.
Her eyes roll back and blood starts to pour out of her ears "Run!" she stutters mid spasm before she collapses.
You:
A: carry her with you.
B: leave her
1: flee?
2: hide in the sewers?
3: start getting ready for a fight?
Name: Simba, the Lion King
Appearance: A dragon-headed beast with feathery wings and a tortoise-like shell, spangled all over with many colours, known to the wise as a "seahorse".
Needs
Food Remaining 6 / 10
Water Remaining 6 / 10
Sleep Needed 1/ 10
Rest Needed 0 / 10
Healing Needed 0 / 10
Adaptions
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Human Pheromone Emitters
Rat sense of smell.
Stored adaptions
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1 Feline
1 Canine
1 Rat
Items
2 pistols, $1000