A wild urge had driven Galileo to this place. Nothing more, nothing less. His secui form moved along quickly, not wanting to hang around any longer than he had to. Once his task was over he'd be back within Cercatori borders. He didn't know what had provoked him into visiting his sister, it was probably curiosity, since Goran had contacted him. He himself was trying to find Io, though most definetly for other reasons. Galileo shuddered, kepping his mind well away from that.
Goran and Io had been... friends of sorts back home. Io had supposably found comfort in his laid back ways and elder charm. And the ebony male himself had fallen for her, somewhat pleasent company. Neither of these facts were held in high regard as far as Galileo cared, and with that he shook his head and moved forward. While he had been partial to a moment of company with Goran, he wasn't overly crazy about the elder man.
Anathema was close, he could smell it. And another pack, a new one. He had heard chinese whispers about the place but had never bothered to learn about it. This female as he could now see was near the cave dwellers borders, and with an air of casualness on his voice, he spoke, 'You know, I don't think they like you being near their borders'.
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