AND IT'S 2 AM {Open}

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    [justify][color=white]Houston padded up to where the high positions resided with a smile on his face. "I'd like to help up with the mass event as mentioned in the meeting." He would call out.



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    "Excellent. Give Red one moment and we'll sort it all out, shall we?" The golden deputy meowed out pleasantly as he padded up. Taking a seat to await the darling leader to appear.

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    "You'll be the very first, Houston." Redvelvet chirped, visibly excited at the prospect of viewing her very first tribute for the positions. With a curt nod, she explained at a rather rapid pace to the British red panda. "Once I find three more willing, I will be creating a meeting for all four of us. We will discuss the plans there, but for now, you are the first. Would ya mind waiting a few days before I make the final decision on the other three, sugar?" The Southern-accented leader inquired, perking her ears with a hint of questioning within her hazel gaze.

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    Houston felt himself brighten a bit at the mention of him being the first one to come along. "Not at all. I'm glad I can help, Miss Redvelvet." He would say with a nod before retreating.



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    The calico was persistently present as she had become custom to being, and she figured she had more of a task to be now. Especially given the liable job to protect higher up's Night-Watcher's were tasked with.


    Sitting down, she flicked her ear's subtly. All in all? There was no reason for leaving here, coming back and then telling Red she'd be helping. "I'll help too." it made much more sense to simply state it when time allowed, and see what happened at whatever meeting would happen.