Yeah, I know what you mean (P-werswaldo and I)

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    OOC: ya, also remember the rubber bands


    IC: "your right" alexandrea admitted "but we have to make a plan soon who knows what they treat our kind like"


    the worker took nathaniel to a deep dark staircase

    OOC: Her name is Juvia. And okay


    IC: Marmalade nodded. "Mm." She hummed in agreement.


    Nathaniel sat silently, tail quivering with all the anger he was unable to express.

    OOC: were were you today


    IC: the worker went down the dark staircace and placed the cage on a blood covered table "someone will be back for you" he said leaving

    OOC: Sick. I'll probably be there tomorrow though ^_^


    IC: Nathaniel crouched as far into the corner of the cage as he could. Such a small, claustrophobic place was no ideal spot for such a large dog.

    OOC: okay see you then


    IC: a man with a large rusted machete walked in the room and put his face up to the cage, he had a scar going across one eye and that eye was white like his hair and small beard and by the smell he hadn't showered anytime this year "hello little one" he said in a high voice

    Nathaniel growled at him in response, shoulders quivering. This man was planning to kill him? Figures. I guess there isn't much I can do...

    OOC: you thought I was going to kill nathaniel didn't you


    IC: a screech came from a metal door behind him "I better go check on that, ill be back" he said