HE who laughs last
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What Heath had gathered for information was still little compared to the big picture; he and his siblings knew hardly anything about their father. Their only means of recognition would be his duel-blooded genetics that they themselves had inherited as well as the scars on his body and over his eye. They didn't know his name, his age, his birthplace... Gaël himself would recognize the creature upon seeing him--memories of his mother's death still commonly flashed before his eyes or haunted his dreams--but they could give no better information to those they queried than that. It was unfortunate and thus unlikely that they would find him, but the trio were dedicated nonetheless.


Gaël straightened and nodded patiently at his brother. "Ouais... Donc, leur avez-vous parlé?" He doubted it; Heath was more of a scout that a questioner. His little brother had the same level of drive to find their father as Gaël, but the older sibling was more upfront with questions. His brother was easily distracted one way or another, usually by temper or laziness. Turquoise eyes were turned on him sarcastically, awaiting the answer he already supposed.

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