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There'sa hunk of ice in a rough approximation shape of a human arm that has merged with the stump of his arm. It's clearly anomalous in some way since he opens the hand of his ice faux-arm, extending it out for a handshake.
One thing catches your eye however. The things growing on his head.
A pair of dark brown, gnarled, and scarred antlers have sprouted out of his head. They're also a lot longer than yours, measuring at a foot and a half in length. A flash of jealousy rushes through your subconscious mind. You're FINE with having six-inch antlers, damnit.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] For a brief moment, you thought you recognized this man. However, you never met this man in your life before.
[UNSTABLE] He screams of your past. THE FLEETING, HALF-REMEMBERED MEMORIES OF WHEN YOU WERE A CHILD. YOU HAVE SEEN A MAN LIKE THIS BEFORE.
"G-Corp?" The Antlered Man tilts his head at you as if he had the same thought as you.
"Yeah? Well, I live there; I'm not associated with them. Wait, how could you tell?" You're confused as to how he could gleam that.
He taps at his antlers.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] G-Corp is a transportation company. Deers and transportation have been loosely associated before in the human subconscious. It makes a loose kind of sense.
[ANOMALOUS ABILITIES] Usually by having a vehicle ram into them. A symbol of death or fear. Being caught deer in the headlights.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] Perhaps a desire to outrun something? Or feeling like something is hunting you down?
[DEER IN WOLF'S CLOTHING] You're strong enough to fight back now, Nicole.
Ashley shoves at your side to snap you out of your weird introspection. Okay, yeah, no need to dwell on YOU for too long.
"Sorry if I dredged something up, miss. I do wish to ask for a favor from the two of you. You are explorers, yes?" The Antlered Man lowers his hand. It seems like he's worried he offended you somehow.
"Sorry about her. She can get a bit doe-eyed-" Ashley cuts herself off. "Damnit. Look, you didn't do anything offensive. What DO you want to talk to us about, uh...?" She waits for him to offer up a man.
"Don. Call me that for now." For now? How ominous. "I have seen better days as you can clearly see. Even after this new ability I awoken to yesterday has done little to bring me back into fighting shape." Yesterday. Hrm. That lines up with the partial reseal of the P-Corp facility.
"Was it a Graverobber that did it?" Ashley asks. "I've been hearing a lot about them. Something is telling me they're important for some reason."
"Nah, nah." Don shakes his head. "They look big and scary but they're flighty creatures. Bear ripped it off when I tried to kill it for me."
"A bear?" You can't decide whether to laugh at him or to pity him. "Did you have no better option?"
"Nah. Most of the prey animals hide too well. We follow the bears and wolves to try getting what scraps we can." Pity overpowers any amount of amusement you felt about his situation.
