An Emotional Powerhouse - O (Jester's Rearrival)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]ooc: This takes place in the old territory.
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    He had left in quite a rush. A flurry of darker fur and frozen footsteps. There was no good-byes, just a threat to end the life of the one he hated most. Now, with a sinister plot in mind, the soulless tiger was back, his dark, slate colored eyes exploring the surrounding mountainside.


    "I'm back." he grunted. The tiger's fur was more saturated than it had been when he had left. His orange back, flank and tinged underbelly were the color of a dark, almost copper orange. His shoulders and back legs were void of almost all color, his stripes vanishing into the dark patches. The saturated orange had spread down his tail, the incredibly dark black stripes spinning around it, but the dark patch around his shoulders had spread around his neck in a tiny tendrils, the small colors seeming to pull themselves up and around to the back of his head.


    The mountain felt... different. The air was still cold, the pine needles rattling with each new gust, but something was most certainly off.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=15pt][color=white][b]☆ I'M ABOUT TO LOSE IT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b]( DON'T THINK I CAN DO THIS )[/fancypost]
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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=transparent](c)[color=transparent]la bokeh #trojan

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester didn't even flinch when both Phoenix and his son stepped out of the underbrush. Of course, he had caught the scent of both of them awhile back, but now, up close, something about the scent was off. More earthy, less sap like.


    "...Yes, idiot." Jester said to Pho before eyeing his son with a blank expression. "What do you think, Trojo? God damnit son ever since that breeze fucker of a god possessed you, you've been acting like weird... weird than me."


    His moon of time away from the tribe had left him incredibly muscular, more so than he had been when he left. His powers were trained and mastered. He could turn his colors on a dime, walk hi way across a lake, even freeze it over completely if he concentrated enough. However, his force field training was done, as the last time had left his body incredibly fragile. He was certain, if he used it again, his husk of a tiger body would crumble to ashes.


    Jester pushed his way past the tiger's. The tribe was still his home one way or the other. He wasn't going to let anyone tell him he wasn't allowed back. "Now I need a nice meal, a good relaxing evening and then I'm off." By off he meant to kill.

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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=transparent](c)[color=transparent]la bokeh #trojan

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    [tracking on mobile. Tsubomi should join, yes? xD She misses Jester.]


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    [glow=#9f666f,2,300]"THERE'S A HUMMING IN THE RESTLESS SUMMER AIR"
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    "Well well well, what's this? Conflict?" Kano smirked as he strode over to stand next to the huge tigers, but he didn't care. He had the ability to emotionally cripple anyone that he pleased. He wasn't scared of the tiger. "Who the hell are you and why are you being a dick to Pho and Trojan?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;][ The more the merrier :) Bal and Jester will need a thread if he ever chose to stay in the Empire. ]


    A tiny look of confusion passed over Jester's face in the form of a deeper frown and a twitching corner of an eye. He understood why Pho would be angry, but Trojan would be beyond him. In his soulless form, Trojo had been the only one he was decent to. Minus when Boreas was inside him, because that ended with a little yelling match and a good fight.


    "Well 'scuse me." Jester said with a chuckle, rustling of underbrush and the soft paw-steps drawing his attention.


    "Hm? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you guys let rats into the tribe now." He said, tilting his head to the side and offering a small, cold smile that never reached his eyes. "But if you must know, Trojo is my son, Pho is... well that's complicated and I'm sure you've heard of me. Or you possibly not, I might have been a name you were forbidden to speak... knowing Cita."


    At the thought of the leader, Jester's fur started to rise on his back. "I'm Jester. Who the fucking hell are you? You seem confident, a little overly so. I'm assuming you have a power? One you think you've "mastered", or you possibly had an easy life and you think nothing can take you down."


    A low and deep burst of laughter escaped the melanistic tiger's maw. His slate eyes squinted as he threw his head back. The laughter ended with a slight grunt and the roll of the shoulders. "I can tell you right now you have no idea how weak you actually are. There's creatures out in the world that could rip you to shreds and by pass your power as easy as swatting away a fly. "

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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=transparent](c)[color=transparent]la bokeh #trojan

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    [glow=#9f666f,2,300]"THERE'S A HUMMING IN THE RESTLESS SUMMER AIR"
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    Kano snorted and stopped for a moment. Wait, this dude was serious? The cream cat burst out laughing really hard, almost falling over in his fit. Then, he stopped, heaving breaths and trying to regain his composure. The cream cat's head tilted back up, eyes flitting red. "I'm not fucking scared of you. I've faced a hell of a lot worse than some soulless idiot," he nearly whispered, a grin still plastered across his face.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester's eyes narrowed at his almost purely white son. "You are one weird kid." he said. There was clearly something wrong. The way he clutched his head, as if he was fighting his own thoughts. "You hit your head didn't you? Go ask Mary for some poppy seeds or something."


    "'Soulless'" Jester grunted, turning to the other tom before pushing his way past both of them and up the slope. The feeling of pine needles on his pelt sent small shivers of nostalgia through his body. In his current state, the thought of having a happy thought was slightly disturbing, but apparently certain things were ground into your bones and not just your soul. "Is such a harsh word. I prefer the word... empowered"


    Arguing with such a lowly new tribe member was below him. He had not spent any time with him, but Jester was already certain he would grow to hate him like he did Cusun.

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    [font=georgia][size=6pt][color=transparent](c)[color=transparent]la bokeh #trojan

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 350px; overflow: auto]Finn had been exploring, when a bunch of cats caught her attention. "Hi! Hi there!" The apprentice chirped, sauntering over.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-top: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri; color: black]Brilliant; she had thought they had escaped all of the negativity going on in the past few weeks, and now this? Mary wasn't surprised Jester was back, no-- she expected it, to be honest. The tiger didn't give a rat's ass about what he had done.


    Trojan hadn't needed to fetch the Empress; after noticing the absence of a few members, Mary had gotten worried and followed their trail to the new territory. The sight of Jester made her stomach churn with a feeling Mary rarely felt: hatred. Usually, the cream tabby was always calm and kind, but seeing the tiger on her territory made her blood boil and she couldn't contain the bitterness. [b]"Jester. What do you want?" Her words were curt, spoken with a voice of steel; Mary wanted to make his little visit as short as possible, so she simply cut to the chase.


    Noticing Finn being her usually bubbly self, Mary cast her a warm and apologetic glance, as if to kindly tell her to be quiet. She didn't want Finn to be mixed up in all of this chaos.[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Trojan's body blocked Jester and he was tempted to give him a good swipe of a claw to get him out of the way. He was his son, which left a tiny worm of doubt in his mind, but before he could act another voice, one that sickened him, appeared out of the underbrush.


    So many new members... Jester thought as he narrowed his eyes at the new arrival.


    Another familiar scent hit Jester's nose. He turned his head in time to see the she-cat pull her way out of the underbrush. How lovely. Now she was mad too. "Come now, Mary, there's no need to be mad. You were the one that attacked me and left me in a bloody heap." The dark tiger said with a slightly crooked smile. "I'm here for a nice meal and a nap, if you really must know. And when did you get all talkative?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-top: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: calibri; color: black]At the mention of her possessor's actions, Mary felt her heart rate speed up immensely and for a moment, she was silent but quickly shoved her feelings aside. No-- she wouldn't fall for Jester's mind games. Matança was long gone.


    [b]"You must be less intelligent than I thought if you really believe that was me," the Empress replied evenly, lifting her chin slightly. She hated that crooked smile on his face. "You can catch your own food and sleep anywhere else in the world. Why did you come here?" If he expected them to serve him like slaves, he would be greatly disappointed; Mary's gaze momentarily flickered from the loner to the members around her, relieved to see they could easily take him if needed.[/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 5px; color: white; padding-top: 10px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black][b]THE HEAVY WEIGHT OF STONE[/fancypost]


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8][color=#4876FF]Trojan glanced between Mary and Jester with narrowed and hostile eyes. His tail flicked back and forth as he waited for any sign from the Empress to attack. Of course the white male would do so without hesitation as he licked his muzzle a bit. But on the outside he appeared calm as he settled back on his haunches, just watching closely.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; font:50px new times roman; font-size: 65px; color:#2ee668; margin-bottom:-20px;text-align:center;text-shadow: 3px 2px 3px black;]Jester[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Naw, I know it wasn't you, but you didn't fight back very hard when it was occuring." The tiger said, flicking his tail in agitation. A rabbit and a nap would suffice perfectly right about now. Then he would be after Cita. Why wasn't anyone letting it happen? "You know why I'm here, Mary, I'm sure you do."


    Jester side-stepped the she-cat and continued his journey back up the mountainside to his old cabin. "Now I'll just be off to my old cabin."