it doesn't count if you don't give something away [o, dropping off civil kits]

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    ( Almond has the mightiest roars c: )
    Jefferson looked a bit bewildered. There was no way in hell he was going to be responsible for these kids unless he absolutely needed to be. It was like Aella and Licoricekit, who were literally thrown at him. It was Loki, his own adoptive son's, turn to deal with this.
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    [align=center]Jefferson | Difficult | Member | The Civil | No Powers
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify][size=8]Shit, shit, shit. What had he missed? What had he done to deserve yet another pile of troubles? It wasn't as if he was usually this overly selfish (though, it was a major trait), but suffering in this melancholic state was something of a full burden already. Loki didn't want nor need anything else to loom overhead and shower down, as his umbrella was growing rather thin. Holes littered it, allowing all of the tragedy in to burn him like acid rain. Soon enough the ebony leader would be gone and withered away, unable to uphold any more of it all.


    He wasn't aware of who the kittens belonged to but had a vague sense that they were of HawkClan origin. What did that mean to him? Very little, actually. New members, huzzah, but no emotional bond. He was unknowing of their descent. Loki didn't have a sliver of a clue that he would soon break at the word of who they were, if anyone decided to tell him. With ebony paws he strode up, chewing the inside of his cheek, and he spoke mindlessly, "Kitten additions, I'm guessing?"