<span style="font-weight: bold">Laura</span><br/>"<span style="color: #FF8000">Oh, I'm fine, thanks</span>", she smiles. "<span style="color: #FF8000">It's such a quiet day... And my first shift is almost over, which is nice too</span>,"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Fiend</span><br/>The Zerran male has chosen his next prey. All alone in an almost dark cargo hold ... The perfect meal in the perfect place. The creature slithers rapidly through ducts and crawlspace, heading towards the prey...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Vampire</span><br/>Vampire finally crawls into a safe recess from which she could see, right below her and separated only by a grille, the entrance to Old Jenny's. She can sense Vii is close, too.<span style="color: #BF00FF">Close!</span>she specifies, while studying the hunting ground. She knows there are other tasty creatures inside that glaring nest, so she decides to remain hidden and wait for one to come out alone and move to a conveniently dark and isolated destination.<br/>To Awar, she replies: "<span style="color: #BF40FF">Uh ... Good. Now I hunt!"</span>