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I told you I knew where it was!

(OOC: This isn't the "official" weapons and possessions thread, Kelly asked Bella where it was and Bella decided to lead the way.)

Bella arrives in the lockers at an easy jog. Considering the person following her is Kelly, it shouldn't have been even close to a challenge for her to keep up. Bella doesn't care, they're here and that's what matters.

"This is Weapons and Possessions," she says. "New things are close to the front. Things further back belong to those who still sleep. At least, that is what we think. The ship moves things when new ones wake."

Nothing's really catching Bella's eye, or she'd totally waste a violation on something more impressive than this hatchet. Sure, it might help her assert her dominance over Sawyer that she took something he considered his, but there has to be a better weapon for her to carry in Crinos form.

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"I think you're going to have to explain to me exactly what this 'Wyrm' is."

"So what are your kind? Some sort of protectors created to stop a force from destroying humanity? If that's so, why not make yourself and what you do known to them. Humans are not always understanding, but a great majority of them would at least accept the existence of your kind and welcome any assistance you could provide. Why skulk in the shadows and let your people slowly be killed off?"

"Knowing and believing are two different things." Knowing Kelly, and the situation being as it is, it's probably safe to say that she wouldn't take that too well. But she wouldn't be the one to attack first.

"The Wyrm is my enemy. Our enemy. It is the destroyer of all that is good. It kills and breaks and burns. It is everywhere." It's not a very clear description, but Bella barely gets all this spirit stuff on her own anyway. There's an anger in it, though, a zeal that isn't entirely unlike that of the Covenant.

"Not all humans are good. The Wyrm rides them. The Weaver rides them. To be open to them is to lay us bare to attack. We fight from the shadows. Our enemies fight from the shadows. Leeches and worse things, too."

Bella gives a short exhale through the nose. "I see no difference," she says. "If something is true then why would I believe in anything else? If I know the truth then I believe it."

"And humans can't see it? Only your kind can?" Kelly doesn't remark on the fanaticism she picks up. The Covenant were enemies, flat out. Bella's given no reason to suspect her. Yet.

"If humans are killing your kind anyway the tactical decision would be to reveal yourselves and form some sort of alliance with the humans who are willing to help you, is it not? Not all humans are ridden by the Weaver, or the Wyrm correct?"

She shakes her head. "Having the knowledge and having the belief are different."

"Not only my kind. Other changers, too. They are few now, if they are not all dead. Bear. Raven. Lions and tigers and great cats. Crocodiles. Gaia's children all. The Wyrm is seen sometimes. Not often in the real world. Twisted beasts, broken men. Bodies that are wrong. Minds that are wrong. Monsters," Bella says. She knows very little of the other changers, and has never seen any before. In fact, the odds are she never will.

"They do us little harm. But if they knew of us, they could be used. They are too many for us. Garou are strong, but man is many."

"Word difference is not important to me. I am wolf," Bella says, dismissing it. Her temper's fading again, easily.

She nods. It would make sense that there are other animal changers after all.

"The Wyrm could take the ones who knew about you?"

She shrugs. "Think about it."

"A pack is only as clever as its slowest member," says Bella. "That is why wolves do not tolerate the weak. There are many stupid humans. Many. It is..." She thinks. Very hard, clearly having to draw something out of memory. "My Alpha had word. Lowest..." Bella gives her head a shake, and growls once. "Lowest common den... not number... Nomm..inator. Lowest common denominator. He said. I think that is whay I mean. Long word I do not know."

Bella looks at Kelly, she seems faintly amused. "I gain nothing from it," she says.

She nods. "Lowest common denominator. I can see how the weak link would affect the safety of your pack. There must be an alternative to keep your kind from dying off, however."

That gets another shrug. "If you say so."

"The end times come," says Bella. "We do not need much longer. Elders say the next generation of cubs will not grow up before the Apocalypse." She seems very untroubled by this.

"I do say." She nods. "I am going back now," she adds, and starts shifting. Bella doesn't need to cross all her forms again to go back to her native shape, the shifting finishes quickly with less change in size. She picks up her axe in her teeth again.

A pause. "So let me get this straight, humans are killing your kind. But you aren't worried because the end of the world is coming anyway?"

She nods. "I can't help but say that I like this form of yours as well."

"Not many humans hunt Garou. Most cannot stand the sight of the war form. It gives them maddening fear. No, Wyrm agents among the humans hunt us. Time is short. The Elders are wiser than I, I follow them." Bella, as long as she believes in the competence of those in her command, is a good little pack wolf.

She nods again. "Is better for a fight," she agrees heartily.

She nods. "Well that makes some sense, I suppose."

"I doubt you'd find yourself in a position for that here, though. Most of the crew seem complacent enough."

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