It's usually subtext (Meet & Greet)

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    |Martin|[color=white]13 moons[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Male[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]DarkClan[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Medic[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Medium[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Domestic Cat[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]No kill[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]PM for capture[color=#00ced1]|


    [color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Average phys. strength[color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Above average psych. strength[color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Attack with [color=#ff312e]#ff321e

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    [color=white]IC[color=#00ced1];; [color=white] Martin had stayed under the radar for the past twelve moons. He'd done everything to keep himself as far from well-known as he could until this point... but now, he didn't want that. He'd, under a sudden change of heart, joined the marines as the medic that he is and he'd, on occasion, gone out of his way to interact with others.


    The courtyard. Not exactly his favourite part of the academy, but it certainly was not his least favourite. Many cats passed through this part of the territory, so this was a prime spot for meeting others as hopefully more than acquaintances.


    [color=white]OOC[color=#00ced1];;[color=white] Have so much muse for this one it's not even funny. I just don't know what to do with it.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth=; a: hover; color: #b0b0b0; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -1px; opacity: 0.99;]libre darling-harbringer[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;][color=#d2d2d2][size=7pt][sub]DARKCLAN - WARRIOR - INFORMATION - POWERS - INTERACTION - OTHER


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; height: auto; margin-left: 30pt; overflow:auto;][justify][size=8]She never seen him before. He had just suddenly popped up one day out of blue and joined the Marines. "Libre Darling-Harbringer," she introduced herself to the tom. He was just another cat in her eyes.

    |Martin|13 moons[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Male[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]DarkClan[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Medic[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Medium[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]Domestic Cat[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]No kill[color=#00ced1]|[color=white]PM for capture[color=#00ced1]|


    [color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Average phys. strength[color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Above average psych. strength[color=#ff312e]|[color=white]Attack with [color=#ff312e]#ff321e

    please[color=#ff312e]|[color=white]

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    [color=white]IC[color=#00ced1];; [color=white] Had they met before? No. Sure, they were both there, in DarkClan, but they hadn't ever talked... or really seen much. [color=#00ced1]"Martin..."     The medic introduced himself in return rather quietly. Despite what his behaviour may have led some to believe, the sandy-orange cat found it rather difficult to have a conversation with others. He was asocial as a result of his brother's demise. Had his brother not had such a big mouth and revealed sensitive information, he'd still be here, and Martin would be perhaps just a bit more sociable than he presently was.


    [color=white]OOC[color=#00ced1];;[color=white]

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    [size=30pt]Eddie
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    [fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 80px; width: 450px; height: 20px;][align=center][font=georgia bold][color=white]" we could have been b e a u t i f u l "
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 80px; width: 400px; height: 250px;][justify][font=georgia bold][color=white][size=8]"We've met." Eddie purred as he lumbers over, eyes gleaming. He sat down and cast a warm smile at Martin before glancing over at the other, whom he had not met yet. "Eddie Gluskin. Pleasure to meet you, darling." He purred, extending a paw for the femme to shake.
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