Vox and Zahi awaited as a city dumping truck unleashed its load in a area barely frequented by scrappers due to its high concentration of scavs. By scavs we do mean the Yinglets of course, walking health hazard with unending sex drive and iq so low they need to put labels about not letting them use anything without supervisions. This is where they discovered a strange sight, after wasting hours gathering wires and pieces salvagable or able to be sold on the market. Here laid a strange scav, one who looked extremly rough even by anyone standards.


Vox looked at it and seemed peturbed '' hum Zahi! Can you come over here!'' he yelled, staring at a mangled female yinglet with pieces stitched or grafted onto them. Zahi slowly approaching nodded at first glance '' ah so here is what i sought'' she said, Vox looked confused '' wait what!? I thought you said you sensed a big load on todays scrap, that's a scav body, her meat isn't worth a butcher's shop at this point!'' he whined back. Zahi placed her hand against the deceased chest '' life still fleeting, she still lives yet is not like us..... hmm quelle étrange créature. Zhat mouth, zhat leg, no way in hell zhis is coincidence, she truly is still alive after all zhese years...'' she murmurred to herself.



Vox poked at the body too '' hum you sure she's alive? She's cold .... ok yes we Zess are cold too but she's obviously not one so how do you even 'sense' a pulse'' Zahi looked back and shook her head '' you wouldn't understand, here let us bring it home'' she replied. Vox stood in her way '' woah woah woah!!! We already have one crazy woman in this place thanks to you, Gallahan won't let another one in assuming she really is still alive'' Vox said, Zahi simply walked passed him '' Zhen he can complain, unless you want to spend hours searching pile of garbage for copper wiring, we are done for today''.

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