Like Old Times, Huh?

[Hivolt the Raptoroid]

((OOC: June 3, 2521. 7:41 PM. Hivolt and Hurricaune only.))

It had been a long time since he'd just had the time and the desire to perch at the highest point of the power plant. It was a good rest, and his eagle-like form was silhouetted against the setting sun. For a moment, a sharp, eagle-like cry echoed out over the area.

He then lowered his head, as though scanning around. No movement in the area. Quiet. Strangely quiet. Nothing but the crackle of electricity around. Just like old times, he told himself. Old times when he'd swoop, steal some prey, and bring them back, so they would never be seen or heard from again.

Ah, good times. Good times.

But those good times were better when he had someone sadistic like Hurricaune to help out. Speaking of which he hadn't seen her in ages. He made a sharp cry again, hoping it carried enough, and hoping that the intended target would hear.

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Hurricaune just came to the power plant looking for Hivolt, dragging two tied-up unconscious forms. It's been ages since she last saw him, and she still hasn't run into him yet. It would be nice to do fun things with him like old times. Upon hearing a sharp, eagle-like cry echoing, she stopped in her tracks. Can it be Hivolt? Is he really here? Hurricaune quickly leapt toward the direction the sharp cry came from. She stopped somewhere near the highest point, scanning the area. Now where is her brother? If he's not on the ground where she is... he could be up in the air. She glanced up to the sky.

[Hivolt the Raptoroid]

Hivolt gave a shrill call once more. He hadn't quite heard or seen Hurricaune yet. He spread his wings, a little bit of electricity crackling on them. Ah, how long had it been since he'd seen Hurricaune, damn it? How long?

Wait. He could smell something. Prey? Still living prey. Yes. It smelled fresh and delicious, still alive, edible. He leaped up off the pinnacle of the power plant and swooped down. Food. Nearby. Follow the scent...

...Hurricaune!

"Well, who have we here? Came to feed your ol' buddy Hivolt?" It was a casual tone at best, one he only reserved for those he knew, those he remembered, those he actually liked. "Hahahaha! Hurricaune~."

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Once again, that shrill cry came from above. Hurricaune noticed something on the highest point. And it's coming down now. It's Hivolt! He's here and she's glad to see him.

"Why, hello, Hivolt~. It's been a while."

Hurricaune dumped the two tied-up bodies in front of herself. Feeding Hivolt doesn't sound bad now. But it's more fun... to play with the preys before eating them. And while they know they shouldn't play with their food, they don't care. And they haven't had fun together in a long time.

"Thought I'd bring at least a little... present or two here. And they're still alive. I roughed them up earlier for trying to hit on me but not so much they'd be out cold all day. Anyway, I got one humanoid and one Reploid. How about we have a little fun with them? Like old times?"