The two figures ducked into the spicy interior, the last pausing with his arm raised to allow his companion inside ahead of him.
The voice was Matabele, and almost immediately a halfnaked figure ducked through the doorway beside Zouga, carrying a chicken in each hand.
A shadowy figure ducked under the branch and approached him.
Sure enough, a tall figure was ducking through the low narrow door in Simon's wake.
Gringers cursed as the shadowy figure ducked out of sight.
Except... The figure whirled about and ducked around the corner.
A figure was darting between two flyers and ducking under a third.
The figure ducked, huddling in on itself, shadows folding and moulding anew.
The figure had already ducked inside, and reaching the door, Kira felt a memory click into place.
The figure was too quick for him, ducking back down an alley before the first bullet struck the wall where, a split second earlier, the man had been standing.
