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    The young tiger cub was just glaring at the latest supposed member, aka Anuva. The pharaoh was a pretty pert and tightly put together bitch, but she smiled nicely and had managed to charm a few people. And yet he didn't like her. There was something distinctly off about her. Anuva glanced over at him, smirking a little. She was enjoying his pain -- he was certain.


    Evan looked away, growling lowly. He was in a pissed off mood and he didn't like it. He was bad at anger and he disliked it. He wasn't good at being angry. He just wanted to go back to being happy. He felt as though he really needed to get it out of him, it was some sort of poison that was slowly killing him. He had to get rid of it. "GAH!" He screamed, scratching at the ground with his claws, raking the ground in agitation.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=11pt]"Uh... are you okay?" Face scrunching up in sympathy and curiosity, the honorguard scooted over. Whoever this was, they didn't sound okay.

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    Okay, then. Maybe he had a tick or something, he didn't know. "Ditto." the apprentice said, arching an eyebrow he didn't have. He liked using the word ditto- it was a grammatical term, therefore he wanted it in his vocabulary.













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    Evan sighed, glancing around at the people now around him, one ear flicking, one coming to rest closer against his head, his look a tad mismatched. "Do you know how to get rid of anger?" The young tiger cub asked, looking at the two of them. Evan supposed getting some advice was a good as he could. He wasn't okay, but what he needed was to get okay -- not talk about how he wasn't. That was just stupid.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 250px; height: 200px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; overflow:auto; ] "Screaming helps. Ranting to someone. Just get it out of your system." The short femme stated simply, walking over with a bored shrug.

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    Evan's whole face seemed to twitch. The youth was clearly having some problems with keeping everything in check. "I DON'T THINK THAT'S GOING TO HELP!" He yelled, trying it out. The pharaoh in the background, just smiling, clearly amused by his attempts. No, she certainly wasn't going to want to help him. He sighed. "It's all inside of me. I want it to go away."
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