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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 5:56 pm
Denali bristled angrily as Madness snapped at her. Oh no he didn't snap at her. She puffed to as tall as her small form could muster and she put her hands on her hip. "What can i do when i run a business and have three children! Do you think its that easy taking care of two to three of them at the same time!" she said. Her accent slurred some of the words, it got thick when she was pissed off. "Que la baise doit je fais quand je suis seul avec aucun père pour m'aider tout le temps! Mon mot!" She shouted as she turned from him. She had been trying to do her best. She hadn't seen much wrong with them, cause this is exactly how she had been at their age. So she hadn't been the most disciplined, she hadn't been either like she had known how to do that. "If you wanted them to be more disciplined then Peut-être vous auriez dû être là plus de huh?" she said looking at him with hurt in her eyes. She was still puffed but that was cause she felt silly with all the cats around her and her family.
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That was the final straw! He had made his mother upset. His hand shoved the foot the rest of the way off him and he grabbed his knife, his mothers old knife. And with an agile bounce he was up and had stabbed his father in the shoulder. "Don't make mother upset! I learned to be a man! I'm not like this to everyone. Your a special case. I'm nice around others. I do as i'm told by most other people! I do anything my mother asks of me! You haven't given me a reason to do as you ask."
He jumped back before madness could grab him again. He was already covered in enough bruises. He shook his head as he flicked blood off the knife. "I know how to fight well enough with one arm to keep my self from dieing. Don't think i dont. It was one of the first things i learned to do so i didn't get ******** over by d**k's who thought they could hurt me cause i had one arm! If your only going to upset mother then go away. I call you father cause she loves you! And i try to but everytime your around it just makes me mad cause you have never taught me anything except that i don't need a father to be strong. I'll prove to you that i'm capable of living and keeping my self alive! Just watch i'll be better then you." He said as he turned from him, looked at his mother and knew she would stay to make sure things were ok with her and Madness.
He looked over at Tempette who was with her brother and then at his brother. He wiped the rest of the blood off on his jeans and then stuck his knife where it belonged. He turned and headed down the street, knowing someone was bound to stop him.
(Denali's french-1)What the ******** was I to do when I am alone with no father to help me the whole time! My word!// 2)Maybe you should have been there more huh?)
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 9:41 pm
A feral growl escaped MH’s mouth at her little brothers insolence. How dare he fling his anger toward her?! Her attention was adverted for moments by Denali’s French, something about it ringing in the back of her head. Familiarity? Perhaps. Her hands dug into her sides as she crossed her arms over her stomach, eyes boring into her brothers back. She didn’t -feel- like this was over… she felt like something bad was going to happen…
And then it did.
In the form of the insolent child that had attacked her verbally all day. She bit her lip, tricolor eyes widening when the familiar smell of pain wafted to her. A low growl erupted from her chest, rising to a snarl. She moved quickly to her brothers side, daring Denali with her eyes to harm her sibling while he was hurt.
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Tempette sagged against Beliel, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. Wh.. What should she do? Then the metallic coppery sent of blood clogged her throat, cutting off her ability to breathe. The Somali spun, her eyes so wide they showed the whites, mouth agape trying to breathe… It was probably only the shock and adrenaline mixed that made her notice the knife in Itchi’s hand, how he was apparently unharmed save for a few bruises and a hurt ego. Something in her broke in that moment… though what exactly she couldn’t say. Her eyes darted to wylde for a moment her breath coming out in a rush.
“Find my kitten… I mean Aki… please.” She said, turning on her spiked heel and running after Itchi best she could.
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Kayane licked his suddenly dry lips, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “I’ll find him.” And he meant it… every word, and even with the rush of excitement around him and the metallic sent of blood on the air, Kayane was solely focused on this boy, this stranger that had intruded on his emotions. “And then he will feel every mark left on you, every bruise or broken bone in ten fold.” Kay leaned forward, kissing the tip of Horus’s nose. “now lets go home, and celebrate the fact we aren’t those idiots outside.”
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If it was at all possible Dae turned even more pale than before. Quickly he grabbed for Ella’s hand, settling on her arm in desperation and started pulling her, and Akira with his other hand toward the back door he knew was there. With one foot he managed to toe the door he -hoped- was still there and looked desperately around… wishing once more for his eyes.
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Alice smiled at him, a girly giggle escaping her lips as she tugged the bottle of gin that had been her companion all night into her other hand, clasping the males firmly into hers. Golden eyes blinked at the change of light, wobbling slightly into her companion. She grasped onto someone’s shoulder tightly -happy it happened to be beilel- “what the hell happened?”
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 10:57 am
Ah, things were escalating . . . Two separate fights? And she had seen Alice hasten out with a different man on her arm than Dhiren . . . Ella could only hope that it wasn't with negative connotations. Neither of them seemed clear of head. Maybe they should stay to help her? But at Dae's insistence, she gave no resistance, ears pulled back with heightened nervousness as the trio headed out. "Akira, do you live nearby here?" she asked quietly, hoping not to draw attention to them as they left; subtly she took on the lead from Dae, walking forward with her hand still in his and moving the three along from the bar. "If not, you could stay at the University or The Ruins; they aren't far. Dae, I can take you back home as well." Such yelling from a particular group . . . She couldn't imagine how the poor guy felt, knowing he could see those auras. The faster they got away, the better of they all would be.
God, and Emily wanted to come to this!
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"Pity, really." He nodded at Mireu's response, stacked the cards neatly back into their little box, and pocketed it as he began to head for the door. What made him pause was the brief sight of two cats: one being who he was sure was Alice, blushing and giggling like a young girl, and the man on her arm equally (if not more) drunk, with white hair that darkened towards the tips, a patchwork coat, white fur -
BC's eyes immediately narrowed, and his pupils went to slits. Him? I'm not surprised he would be here, yet . . . No, not here. Not right now. There was no point in engaging his brother, and thus he let the two go without revealing himself, prompting lila with a small gesture of his hand to go out the back rather than the front. It meant wading through more of the cats, yes, but having the pair confront one another here would be . . . inadvisable. No, he needed to keep his cover.
As they exited, he spotted the one-armed youth yelling from earlier, and once more his usual grin appeared - as if the solemn glare from before hadn't besmirched his features. "Or perhaps now is still good," he said to Lila with a light flick of his tail. "I will meet you back at our base. The time is ripe for picking fruit." With that, he trailed after Ichijou casually. And it seemed the girl was after him too. Interesting . . .
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The night air seemed to sober him ever so slightly, for CC became aware briefly of the feeling of being watched. Not just watched watched, but like watched, man. In the bad way. Of course, by the time the woman bubbled up giggles, he had forgotten about it, as the two were met with one of the somali kids. Right, her kids. There were two, but one of them was running off. Oh well. And hey, there were the other cats here, and something about a knife, and tons of some foreign language he took a moment to realize was French. Weird things going on at this party!
"Hey, er'one, cool yer heels," CC half-slurred, half-southern accented. "This s'posed to be a party, yeh? Only yellin' I oughta here gotta be with a mic er somethin' inside." God, but he had no idea what sort of mess he was slowly getting entangeld with.
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 1:00 pm
“Well that’s nice of you.” Akira said, “I know of Alice and Tempo, but I haven’t meet them yet.” She continued to watch Dae with some concern, and when the fights broke out she twitched her ears back, a little disappointed, but not entirely put out. Violence occasionally happened in bars; it couldn’t really be helped sometimes with so many cats in one space, not all of them entirely sober, but all the same it was something Akira tried to avoid being a part of. She didn’t mind when Dae started leading them towards the door and she shifted next to the two of them so she wasn’t being pulled along backwards. “I do, but I wouldn’t mind accompanying you home. My… accommodations aren’t the most glamorous.” She replied, smiling slightly.
Jericho wandered through the crowd with his drink in hand, looking at everything curiously, not entirely sure where all the noise and fuss was coming from. It reminded him of when Kay growled at Horus, and he hoped that nothing was getting too out of hand. Didn’t people come here to have fun? It would be a shame for something to come along and ruin all that. There were a lot of interesting people around, but Jericho was increasingly feeling that the best thing to do was to slip out quietly and head back to the Apartments, where things were quieter and made a little more sense.
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Ione sighed as Bae kissed her fingers. His lips were hot to her oversensitive nerves, but the touch was tender and she purred quietly. What ever happened with this disability, Ione was either going to avoid touching anything, or learn to become super resistant to everything. Hopefully the later, if she ever wanted to continue pursuing martial arts. Ione flicked and ear behind her, hearing the sounds of a scuffle and a few raised voices, glad that Bae had moved her out of the way when he had. She supposed that if whatever idiots were going at it ever settled down, she’d get something to drink and find a good song to sing. That was what Tempo had had this party for, right? Not some stupid squabble.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 7:11 am
Lila frowned slightly at the sudden tense look in BC's eyes, her eyes roaming for the probable cause but responded to his hand gesture by making her way out the back door. Running a hand through her hair and breathing a sigh of relief when they left the far to packed room behind. Pausing only briefly to eye the young male before nodding. "Take care of yourself" She told the black cat - something she knew he was ever so good at doing before heading in the opposite direction and quickly making herself scarce within the surrounding buildings.
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