LotS/Manhunter's Gloves
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| name::Manhunter's Gloves | [[:Category:LotS/type::Gloves|type::Gloves]] |
| Attack: attack::220 Defense: defense::180 |
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| Most Dangerous Game: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each Manhunter item equipped; Extra damage against Humans | |
| 14. His ear started beeping on the way to the flight cabin. An incoming transmission. Gera Marl's portrait flashed in the corner of his helmet's display. Kell waited till he was in his chair before answering -- so his partner's face appeared on the big screen instead of being superimposed on his vision. As always, she looked him up and down before speaking, her three eyes probing for signs of injury. When she was satisfied that he'd emerged from his latest exploit intact, she gave him what he liked to call 'the usual': inquiries about when he'd last eaten or slept (followed by disapproving glares when he told the truth), and not-so-subtle suggestions that he take a vacation. After he absorbed or deflected her various stages of disapproval, she told him about the job they'd been offered. | |
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{{#set:color=Orange}} {{#set:ability=Most Dangerous Game: Chance for bonus damage; Extra damage for each Manhunter item equipped; Extra damage against Humans}} {{#set:text=14. His ear started beeping on the way to the flight cabin. An incoming transmission. Gera Marl's portrait flashed in the corner of his helmet's display. Kell waited till he was in his chair before answering -- so his partner's face appeared on the big screen instead of being superimposed on his vision. As always, she looked him up and down before speaking, her three eyes probing for signs of injury. When she was satisfied that he'd emerged from his latest exploit intact, she gave him what he liked to call 'the usual': inquiries about when he'd last eaten or slept (followed by disapproving glares when he told the truth), and not-so-subtle suggestions that he take a vacation. After he absorbed or deflected her various stages of disapproval, she told him about the job they'd been offered.}} {{#set:obtained=Expedition Pack (Retired)}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}