On the count of three... [-o-p-e-n-(moving furniture)]

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Yes, Gendry found a couch. It had probably washed up at some point on the beach, but there really was no way for the tom to know. He really didn't know it to be a human made product but the moment he laid down in it, he couldn't help but smile.


    "Hey!" he exclaimed, looking over one of the handles. "We should move this into camp!"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 310px;][justify][size=7pt][color=white]Elliot made his way up, eyeing the couch with a quizzical look. "Why should we love that to camp?" he asked, turning towards Gendry.

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Com take a seat and see for yourself!" the apprentice said, patting a seat next to him then curling into the depths of the couches fluffy cushions once more, letting out a purr of approval. The way the couch felt to lay down on was way better then any nest Gendry had slept in before and he absolutely loved it. He was sure after one sitting, Elliot would agree.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 310px;][justify][size=7pt][color=white]Elliot raised an eyebrow for a second before he sighed and jumped onto the couch. "It's pretty comfortable I suppose, but how is it even going to get into camp?" he asked, turning head to look at Gendry.

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"If we had bigger cat, we could drag it?" he said, getting rather excited at the idea.


    //rushed+waaay late


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    [justify]Ceralia was small, yes, but she was very curious and she leapt onto the couch. She almost sank into it, and she closed her eyes. "This is soooooooooooo comfy," she said in a high pitched tone. She leapt off and looked at Gendry. "This would be great to have in the camp."[/justify]

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Erica watched with a frown and yawned. "Ughhhh. That'll take so much effort." she groaned and sat down.


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    [size=7pt]© funhouse. #itskey [align=center][font=georgia][size=8]& hawkclan aristocrat — twenty-four months old — captain of the 9th shinigami division — [abbr=calico female with left blue eye, right light blue eye. right side of body is furless and covered with scars and burns. right side of face is furless as well with the skin so badly damaged that his jawbone is seen in certain parts. blind and deaf on right side. has a wooden-handled wakizashi strapped to his back though he doesn't use in traditional battling.]appearance[/abbr]
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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=#7A7A7A]& attack in limegreen — physically moderately difficult — mentally very difficult — [abbr=calico domestic cat♀, jaguar♂]bodies[/abbr] — [abbr=shapeshifting, the sight, invisibility, scent manipulation, eye color manipulation, pelt manipulation]powers[/abbr]
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    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#595959 bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia][size=9pt][color=#959595] [b]"I can drag it with my bigger body,"     Key meowed as he came over, blinking slowly.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Another human possession had ended up somehow on the island. The tiger was a little wary of it as he approached and started to prod at the couch. "I guess I can help move it." The shaman spoke softly as he sat down and narrowed his eyes a bit.


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    ♛ [i]Bistre Simul Stamus[/i]


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    "What if the two-legs come looking for their nest?" The smoke inquired. "I dont want to lead them to camp."




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Before he could start setting up more plans to get the couched moved, Bistre had to come along and ruin the tabby's plans. "But dad," he exclaimed. "It's a gift from the ocean." Of course, he knew his dad was right but he was hoping for some sorta loophole.


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