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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]Marco was out on the porch of his home, looking out at the houses around him. Black and yellow scarf bundled around his neck, he was in quiet thinking; he'd been considering offering up his home to another, maybe getting a roommate. One that could help with his English and adjusting to the language would be even better, huh? While he didn't mind being lonely, it was nice to have someone you could maybe click with and talk to.


    Marco wasn't a very opened up guy, but it just took time, y'know. Maybe he'd wait and see about the whole idea.

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    Fiona slipped up, sort of.. well oblivious to most things. She didn't have time to deal with a foreign fluffball... but she'd make time, and try not to smack him. "Hello there... Umm. Hi." The cream tabby murmured.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -37px;][font=dotum][shadow=black,left]Flynn Hadrian[/shadow]!
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][font=dotum]Ever since he shape shifted into a rabbit, the impressionist had been a tad bit paranoid. With so many carnivorous animals about, it was quite dangerous even leaving the rabbit hole that he had temporarily made his home until he found one of his own. While it was filthy and a bit cramped, it was better than being mistaken for a midnight snack.


    While on a walk around the neighborhood, Flynn noticed the German guy chilling out on his porch. What was his name again? Marco? Yeah, that sounded right. Well, it started with an M. Perhaps now would be a good time to check? After all, he wanted to get to know his new clanmates now that he was back, quite possibly for good.


    [color=#46D5FF]"Hey, you're Marco, right?" The spotted rabbit asked as he cautiously approached the male, adjusting the blue scarf that Summerkit had given him once he came to a halt.



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