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generally his BO is less noticeable. Although apart from him and BarmyWaffle, nobody understands why.
In comparison to the trappers, MaxChaos looks completely normal. In comparison to the MaxChaos of one year ago, this MaxChaos is completely normal!
When the trappers speak, it’s impossible to avoid their bad breath. Everything about them suggests, “don’t mess with me”! At a distance they could even be mistaken for actual wolves, rather than trappers. Maybe that’s the point.
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“Two wolves you say? Why do you want two?”
KristalClear is trying to tune in to their thoughts. Since first detecting NutJob’s signal a few days ago, KristalClear has been trying hard to figure out how the human wavelength works. It’s still very early days. Everything is a mush of feelings. Nothing is crystal clear. Perhaps, it’s just womanly intuition, but the atmosphere is not as tense as she had feared.
KristalClear has always quietly relished the idea that one day she might actually learn how to read humans. And one day, even meet somebody who can do it two ways.
“We want two adolescent females,” she says again, without answering Erik’s question.
“Uh huh. Why adolescent? Why female?”
Concentrating, more on searching the wavelengths than on her speaking skills, she perhaps unwisely says, “we already have a male.”
Erik and OtherErik are hard work, but she knows that they want to trade. This is a good sign. She covertly gives her team mates a thumbs up. The meeting is already a lot better than it first appeared. It’s no longer a “yes no” conversation, it’s going to be a “how much” conversation.
Of course Erik and OtherErik don’t know that she’s a demi-psychic.
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