...And I Set Fire To Our Bed [open ;; come meet miss havisham?]

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    [size=26px][font=georgia]Miss Havisham !
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]"Magnificent." The young daughter of Lady Avorio purred to herself, happiness splattered across her face as she took a deep breath of the restaurant air that was of the Skull camp. The scent of the imported spices stocked in small quantities on abandoned tables that called her place of residence theirs played with her nostrils and made her tail curl. The indescribable aroma of salt mixed with the spunky tones of pepper and the sassy notes of sauce could be unfairly tagged as 'overwhelming' to the untrained palate, but to Miss Hashisham it was the smell of heaven itself. The sensation was irreparably fused with this place where she belonged, it was so undeniably hers. It never ceased to make her smile as she awoke from her midmorning naps and stretched her ever-growing muscles for the rest of the day.


    And my, my, wasn't she getting tall, now? The sun that managed to peek throuh the curtains made pinpoints of golden fur glow as the kit, tall for her age, examined her oddly long extremities, hoping her proportions would balance out lest she grow to be a frail-pawed adult.


    The senses of the young were probably the most vivid, as they remained untainted by visions of tragedy and corruption, and kits were the least preoccupied of the age groups- giving them plenty of time to enjoy the simple pleasures of existing. Whatever gods above knew she certainly did. Miss rolled onto her back to enjoy the warmth of the sky-or . She was a bit of a lazy bug, preferring to bathe in the sunlight as opposed to trying to sneak into battle training seshs before her time, or whatever it was productive kits did.


    The bundle of fur flopped to one side, trying to find a comfortable position to rest on, but her bony shoulders put up quite the protest. Fine then, she'd sleep on her stomach, but no. Her paws were sore from having explored the restaurant earlier. Why did she have to be so weak? An attempt on the other side resulted in her shoulders fighting again. Perhaps lying on her back was worth another shot?


    The carpet tugged at the fuzz that coated the kitten as she rolled around in this manner for quite a while. That was, until she jostled a table leg and number her head. She cried out, batting at her muzzle as if a touch would bring her relief, but only ended up unconsciously unsheathing her claws and getting them embedded into the silky wood of the table's pillar. Miss Havisham pulled back sharply, confused by the sudden pains to the point that she didn't acknowledge her move as a bad choice. A shaken plate plummeted down from above, smashing into millions of glittering fragments not inches from her head.


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    hmm, she had almost died, interesting. 'hey there. ', the canine grinned as he trotted up, careful to skirt around the plate that had broken into a million shiny pieces.


    #officerringpaw

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-width: 0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify;]Afterkit scurried over behind Ringpaw, being sure to avoid the remains of the plate. "Uh, H-hi mi-miss," The red and white tabby greeted the kit. The kitten hadn't witnessed the scene that had just happened, yet he felt the need to greet the unfamiliar face. He seemed to finally be getting over his fear of socializing, once again. Now the SkullClanner could finally focus on trying to become a Watchmen! Kind of... He still had about a hundred of other fears he had to get over.
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    [size=26px][font=georgia]Miss Havisham !
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]Well, this was uncomforatble. The kitten rolled into a sitting position and flexed her claws, she was almost unhinged. Sucking in again, she pulled again hoping for the best. "Nnf!" Nothing fell this time, but if it had? Her momentum had cause her to tumble backwards and out of harm's way. She didn't stay down for long, but she held her left forepaw gingerly above the ground, resting her weight on her haunches a distance from the broken plate.


    Now, she acknowledged her company with an aloof nod. "Hey, peeps," came a cool mew as an attempt to look hip despite her earlier predicament proceeded. "The name's Havisham. Miss." She performed the equivalent of a hairflip and flicked a calico ear, smiling sheepishly all the while. "And you?" Golden eyes glanced at the canine, who was pretty chill despite almost finding her as a corpse, then the russet-dabbed tabby. Despite being a kit herself, she found something about Afterkit endearing.


    The she-kit kind of felt like cuddling someone, since having a large object smash into the ground inches from your head was a little terrifying. After a moment's pause, she realized that she could feel something in her ear. Tensing up, Miss tried to shake her head, once again pawing at it. To a breath of relief, a tiny piece of ceramic fell out with a plink, and everything else felt alright. "Pretty, but precarious, huh?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"'Ey, e'rybody!" the Dux greeted, grinning as he plodded towards the trio. The deer glanced down at the group, noticing the plate shards near Miss Havisham. "Miss, are ya a'ight?" the buck asked, head tilting to the side slightly in faint worry for the smaller female.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=9pt][font=georgia]"Bonjour Mademoiselle Havisham, Samson. I'm Marie," she introduced herself politely. She hadn't greeted the other two by name, not having heard their names nor meeting them on a separate occasion before. "Who might you be?" she smiled at Afterpaw and Ringpaw.

    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]Wolfgate wondered who the parents of Miss Havisham were; he was not aware than there was another pregnant she-cat in SkullClan. Brow furrowed, the tortoiseshell trotted over on quiet paws and stared at his wife's daughter. "'Cuse me, little girl, but who's your dad? And your mom?"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]Miss couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to tote antlers on you head all day as Samson approached, asking about her welfare like a knight in shining armor. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Thanks for asking, though. You're a deer," she purred with a wink.


    "Hi, Marie. What's up?" The calico managed a little wave with the paw she was holding against her chest, the one that had gotten stuck.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]So, he was ignored. The Minister's eyes narrowed into slits and he cleared his throat, loudly and significantly. "EXCUSE ME, but your leader asked you a question." he said in a clear, carrying, and rather clipped way.

    [size=26px][font=georgia]Miss Havisham !
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]"Sorry, geez. I was getting to you, Mister. Please don't snap at me."
    "I never got to know my dad, he was just some dude, but my mom's name is Lady Avorio, although it seems like most cats call her Lady."     Her thin shoulders shrugged. She couldn't miss what she'd never had, but curiosity about her father was inevitable. Did she have his eyes, his pelt? An answer would be impossible to fi-
    waitwaitwait
    The Minister seemed familiar, she'd seen him at the meeting he called a few sunrises ago, and wasn't he Lady's-?
    think fast, Havisham
    Her relationship with her mother wasn't exactly buddy-buddy, but she didn't want her to get in trouble, either. She squealed, falling over on her side. "I THINK IM BLEEDING ON THE INSIDE. QUICK, GET ME A MEDIC!"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]It was too late. The damage was done. A fire burst into the multicolored tomcat's eyes as he stood up strait, his hackles shooting up faster than lightning could strike a tree. "OH, REALLY?!" he roared, his voice thundering through the restaurant. In his anger, the scent of pine which followed him around seemed to thicken and morph until it was the eye-wateringly powerful stench of lemons. "'JUST SOME DUDE', EH? JUST SOME DUDE?! HOW OLD ARE YOU? TELL ME NOW!" he snarled, thrusting his face down to Miss Havisham's eye level. [B]"TELL ME NOW!"

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    "Hey! She's just kit ease up a bit!" The tiger growled, stopping over her protectivly. "What type of leader bursts out at a kitten?" He hissed. Hell, her comes the little bitch they called Darwin. "She said she didn't know him."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]"I AM NOT ASKING HER WHO HER FATHER IS!" shrieked the multicolored feline, glowering at the tiger. "AND DON'T YOU DARE DISRESPECT ME! DO IT AGAIN AND I'LL EXILE YOU! MY WIFE HAS CHEATED ON ME AND I HAVE EVERY-INTENTION-OF-FIGURING-OUT-WHY!"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]That was definitely a mistake, her pawss pushed her to all fours as her tail stiffened. Okay, real talk time.


    The Minister was definitely a threatening authority when he was angry, all puffed up to look twice his size, and a booming voice to match. The she-kit almost cried, a part of her wanting to give in to the more powerful cat. Miss Havisham could feel tears welling up in her eyes, yes they weren't of fear. This was so unfair! It wasn't her fault Lady had a thing with another guy at some point, and she hadn't lied to Wolfgate, she'd only tried to divert his attention. Why was she the one you got yelled at? A roar ripped from her throat.


    "Listen up, BUTTERCUP. If you're having relationship issues or you want to know how old I am- I suggest you talk it up with youR WIFE. You know? The one you have a commitment with? So KEEP IT TOGETHER, FOR OCEANU'S SAKE OR WHATEVER HIS NAME IS, GET OUT OF MY FACE AND STOP YELLING at ME."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]"ANSWER ME NOW OR I'LL KICK YOU OUT, TOO!" Wolfgate licked his lips frantically, his mind whirring. It was wrong of him to shout like this, to lose control, but could he be blamed? Lady Avorio was his life and it now seemed that she had gone off and had children with someone else. He hadn't done that. He'd pawned the task off to Gravity, because he loved her so much. Perhaps that was a mistake. She, clearly, had no regard for their love.


    Maybe she hadn't ever loved him.


    Maybe Havisham's father was Macklemore.

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    He frowned. "Look, if your having relation ship issues you shouldn't keep it licked up, but still, yelling at a kit about isn't the answer. Talk to you'r wife about it and let her explain." He said, not meaning to piss off the leader anymore. His hell fire red eyes gleamed gently. " trust me I know what you're going through."
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    [size=26px][font=georgia]Miss Havisham !
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]ooc: "Maybe Havisham's father was Macklemore."
    ^I have no idea who Macklemore is so out of context this made my day xD
    sorry back to the drama


    The question didn't need an answer from her, really. Her size and the fuzzy, rocky-road fur that bristled along her back told the story. She was about 2 moons old, so she was born fairly recently in the grand scheme of things.
    "GO AHEAD, KICK ME OUT. IT WON'T FIX YOUR INSECURITY ISSUES AND IT CERTAINLY WON'T MAKE HER LOVE YOU AGAIN."


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    He shot a glare to the kit. Oh shit
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]He ignored Darwin, except for one single shout: "I WILL, ONCE THIS STUPID CHILD'S ANSWERED ME!" Wolfgate let out a corrosive snarl and asked for a final time. "HOW OLD ARE YOU?! AND I AM DELAYING YOUR APPRENTICE CEREMONY! YOU CAN'T BECOME AN APPRENTICE UNTIL YOU'RE EIGHT MOONS OLD! BUT HOW OLD ARE YOU NOW, YOU WRETCHED BEING?!"


    OOC: Heh, Macklemore was an old member of SkullClan/Skulls who was mates with Lady Avorio, but then he disappeared.
    Wolfgate and him also got into a big fight. x3

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    He frowned. We'll then
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