you need me, man, { open, unraveling of possession } i don't need you

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The days being locked away, not in control, simply living in the passenger's seat-- it sickened him. She'd stolen his title, his life, his power and actually had stolen his happiness. Without this world, it all felt fake. Cold, dark and hellishly dull and worrying.


    He had lost. This was it. This was how he would be for the rest of his life. He'd never speak to his cousins again, never see Evening, Empty or any of his other friends or family... Not even his enemies. It was an awful way to end. Not quite how he thought he'd begin to die, which he at first thought if from illness, definitely from eating something expired. If from choice, then to die peacefully sleeping as his father had. The thought of passing such a way brought back such wistful sorrow to him.


    This was not how things should have been. He had no control, no life, no... no anyone, really, no one that cared for him. Did this really have to be his end?


    He inwardly sighed as Talunka forced him to go to the Leader's room to sleep once more, away from his pets or colorfully painted walls. No, just something that reminded him more and more of his former kittypet life. The one he'd run from, become a rogue afterwords from, 'joined' WindClan in number but not really in heart or anything and then had been captured by his dad-- before he was his adoptive dad-- and then convinced to join DarkClan, as he had felt WindClan had betrayed him.


    He still wondered why Talunka kept him as if he was her slave. Most likely because with her having multiple possessions and him currently not, she could force him to use his powers or be shoved out of the body with an uncertain and slim chance of coming back to life again. Slavery was unfair and idiotic, no matter who was forced onto the bad side-- he knew that now. It was giving his opponents no chance in living anymore, to use them as living talismans.


    The wolf slept then, snoozing quietly. How fake this adorable appearance was. Talunka was not as innocent as this.


    But, it was then he suddenly controlled jaws, opening them and breathing-- breathing, finally! His eyes widened as he shakily got to his paws, though frowned as he knew Talunka was still in this vessel. In a last attempt at escape, he sent a telepathic message in a random direction before he was pushed back by Talunka once more. The wolf made her sleep circle before going to sleep in a corner of the room, no nest to be seen.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The serval had walked away from ArcadianClan territory and had decided she'd begin a new life as a loner. She was just a rogue right now, as she had not yet chosen where she would live. Soon, though, she knew she'd one day find a nice place to live at. A satchel full of flint and fire-starting rocks was hung over her neck and shoulders loosely, just enough space in between the bands and the neck to keep her comfortable.


    "Please, help me! There is a wolf that has trapped me in her body in an academy-- DarkClan is my locay oh not again."


    That was what the serval heard, and so she looked around for a few moments, confused and a bit uncaring... until she remembered Nightingale lived in DarkClan. She had never, ever repaid him for what he had done for her. He and her had both escaped the labyrinth of hell together, though it was Nightingale whom had guided her.


    She guessed this was her chance to get even on who owed who now, then. Nightingale, if this is you, you better not be messing with me. The serval rushed in the direction of WindClan until she followed the border all night to end up in DarkClan territory. The morning had already begun by the time she'd arrived, but she would not stop nor risk having him die. She knew if he did, the Gatekeepers would return to throw him back in hell again and hell was no place anyone wanted to be.


    Asthenopaw did not want to be as evil as those in that place were. The young serval cautiously approached the doors, pushing them open and walking in. It was early in the morning, she was tired and was here to save a person that may have been a stranger to her. Who knew the youngster could be heroic?



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    [justify][font=gothic]he knew it! he had fucking known it! "hang on, night. tell me what to do," the serval replied aloud as he had no means of telepathy. he ignored the intruder. he could deal with her later.
    /mobile



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The child looked to the much older and taller serval nearby. Hey, wasn't that neat, they were both oddly colored. The serval blinked her golden oculars at him, claws digging into the floor a bit, though she took little notice to that. Gosh, this place reminded her so much of that labyrinth. How did Nightingale stand living in this place?


    "I'm looking for a tom named Jaggedinfluence," she said, a bright gleam in her eyes as she said the words, a serious look on her face. She would be focusing on the task during her mission she'd assigned herself to doing. She had one objective and one objective only; to save Jag if he was indeed in danger, then leave. She would not leave until she was assured of him being safe.



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    [justify][font=gothic]the black serval growled at the red one. "this is not the time. go away or i'll make you," the loner threatened. he needed to help nightengale, not argue with this intruder. what was she doing deep in darkclan territory anyway? bah! he didn't have time for this.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The arrogant young serval raised an eye muscle. "Oh, really? I'd like to see you try," she snorted, acting as if she was the strongest animal on the planet. "Tell me where Jaggedinfluence is or that guy'll be in trouble." Even though he sort of already was.



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    "What do you want with him?" Petra asked as she came over, eyebrows furrowing a bit. Who was this girl? She didn't recognize the scent but that was only because she hadn't been around Arcadianclan or its members yet. Either way, there was no way she'd be telling her where Night was without a reason. She couldn't just march into their camp without one.



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    [justify][font=gothic]"if you intend harm to him in any way, i am especially not letting you through," the serval replied, glaring at her.
    /rushed



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"I don't intend to hurt the guy. I'm just an old friend of his and I'm here to visit. I'm also here to show him some herbs, as he telepathically messaged me about a needed treatment for a patient which the herbs can only be found in ArcadianClan territory," she said, not ashamed at all about the lie and hoped it sounded true enough to believe. If it didn't and they soon attacked her? Well, then she'd just kill them and save Night, easy... which was easier said than done, but she didn't think of it that way.


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    She frowned a bit, pursing her lips. She couldn't smell any herbs on her.. and her nose was pretty good. It had to be, really, she was blind. Her.. time with Rheon had made her rather sensitive to lies, almost.. fearful, actually. If she was lying, what else was she lying about? She had to be sure."What herbs? Did you bring them?" she asked after a few moments of silence, her tail swaying behind her.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Oh, wait, that was right-- she hadn't brought any herbs. *. She decided to get some time to think of another lie by saying, "Herbs, herbs. You know, herbs remind me of one time I was making a bonfire. You want to know what happened?" She paused dramatically, smiling as her idea popped up for her lie before going on, "A wolf attacked me, but he got burned good. I'm an expert with fire."


    She blinked her golden oculars, twitching one ear. "Ah, but, back to the matter of importance here. Sorry for my... unnecessary rambling. I do that every now and then. No, I did not bring them-- they're in ArcadianClan territory, and I couldn't find any, but I've seen them before. I'm simply here to inform him of the herbs' appearances." Hopefully there weren't any holes in this lie.



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    This was just getting ridiculous now. The albino pursed her lips, not liking this female at all. She was totally lying, wasn't she? "How do you know they're in your territory if you couldn't find them? What's the point of delivering the message then if they're not there?" she replied, almost.. amused with her.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"They are there, I've seen them before, I just didn't find any. I know Jaggedinfluence has many powers so I thought if I told him the appearances he could look for them along the border or try and create them from how they look." Asthenopaw had no idea if she was a very good liar, but surviving in that labyrinth full of savages did help with tips and stealing ideas from the other demons.


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    "Well, I think he's a bit busy at the moment since he's not here yet but if you tell me what they look like, I'll pass the message on," she responded, tilting her head a bit. "It's not Jaggedinfluence anymore, either. It's Nightingale. If you're telling the truth, I'd think you'd know that."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The serval narrowed her eyebrows in fake anger, and then it turned into real anger-- actual impatience. "Alright, fine. I'll tell the truth. I need to see him but I can't tell why as it might risk killing him. Every moment I'm wasting now Jaggedin-- er, Nightingale is suffering from. Now, if you care about your Clanmate, I suggest you take me to him. Now."


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    She pursed her lips then, considering what she'd just said. Was that a lie too? She sounded more serious this time.. like she really believed what she was saying. Well.. Petra did believe in second chances. After a few moments of silence, she sighed, blinking slowly. "Fine, I'll take you to him," she finally said, standing up.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The serval could not resist snorting ungratefully, as she had become arrogant, rude and bitter from... well, you've heard this enough times I'm not going to tell you for like the billionth time. "Good. Got anyone that could bring me some food, too? Maybe deer, not like fish back home." It felt odd saying ArcadianClan was her home, even though she did not wish to live there anymore.



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    "As long as you're telling the truth, yes," she replied, turning to start walking towards the college. God, she hoped this wouldn't end badly.





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