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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 8:37 am
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Well he could look if he wanted, but Max wrote in code. Everything that had to deal with him being a hunter was written oddly, in some sort of recipe or different language, and it was done on purpose. He didn't need people to read what he was doing, it was his work after all. It would be hours when Max would return, filthy and cut up. There was a bruise under his left eye, and scratches on his skin. His clothes were torn, but he had the biggest, satisfied smile on his face.
Arms up as he came in, covered in dirt and blood, he went to hug the other. "So! I didn't find him, but I did get information! The werewolf doing the murders is NOT you!" He let go of Alistair, "and I was able to figure out who it was exactly, which confirmed my suspicions!" He started to collect his things and put them away. "Which is bad news for me now, and I have to leave this town."
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