LAY IN MY ARMS AND RESCUE ME -- meet and greet

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    // i'm impatient and thanks to auto-acceptance he's accepted even though they haven't said so in his joining thread


    the mountain lion walked along with the soft clank of metal against metal, the sound of his sword hitting his armour. the recently joined cocky male flicked his head back a moment with a snort as something, possibly a bug brushed against the bottom of his nose. he liked it here, he wouldn't say it but he did. anywhere was better than where he had lived before, forced to wear a tie and clean for his parents while they and his sisters ate. It was a miracle he wasn't so much as a twig. but no one here would know of his past as an animal butler, the humiliation would be too much.


    Battlepaw, shaking himself out of his web of thoughts let an easy cocky smirk slip across his maw. His way of hiding his fear of falling apart. [b]"Meet and Greet!" he called in a smooth voice. Seating himself he wrapped his armoured tail around his paws with a light clank of metal. [/fancypost]
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    "I'm Grim! Pudding expert. Pleasure to meet ya!" The gas mask wearing red panda grinned as she took a seat in front of the joiner. Huh, he seemed uh, metally? Was that a word? Eh, she didn't care. It fit him perfectly.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae trotted up and waved her tail to Battlepaw. She had seen him before she had never really introduced herself. So she plopped her rump down next to Grim and smiled. "Hello there. I'm Sylmae. We've met before, once, I think but I didn't talk to you." She said and giggled a bit, feeling a little silly for saying such things. "Anyways. Are you enjoying the noblelands so far?" She asked.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]the brown tabby tomcat padded over to the newcomer. welcome to the noblelands. i am tobias verite, but i prefer toby. i'm one of the counslers here in the noblelands, so if you ever have a problem, let me know.
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    Grim the pudding expert? So many cats here were rather peculiar but he found it interesting. He liked the fact that they said what they wanted and could even change their name if they found it fit. [b]"Well hello there, Grim the pudding expert"     he spoke with a chuckle and a dip of his head. "How rude of me, how am I to think myself a gentleman wen I havnt introduced myself" he paused, for only a moment "Battlepaw Eros m'lady" he dipped his head once more and winked at the red panda before turning to the other femme.


    Ah, yes she did look familiar, where he couldn't remember but he would almost always remember a pretty face. Battlepaw stood to bow with a paw on his chest and a half smile. "such a pretty name m'lady" he seated himself once more. His tail clanking against his armour softly. "Please do not think of me as weird m'lady but you have pretty eyes" he smiled before tilting his head as the question was asked. "The Nobelands is a strange place, yet i love it, it makes it entertaining."


    Toby, this name was normal unlike the others he had heard. He seemed rather straight forward and to the point, he liked that. At formal occasions at least. "It's a pleasure sir, I will certainly keep that in mind"[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae felt her ears grow warm and she ducked her head at the compliment, seeming to hide her face. "T-thank you Battlepaw." She said softly and glanced up at him shyly. She slender snow leopard wasn't one for being shy often, unless someone said such sweet things like that. "U-uhm.. Have you pick a house to stay in yet?" She asked quietly, swallowing hard. God, why was she acting like such a fool, it wasn't her fault he was handsome. [/fancypost]
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    Battlepaw couldn't help but smile at her reaction. Perhaps she was not used to getting compliments, he didn't see why she hadn't but he wasn't about to bring it up either. His tail flicking he gave a quick shake of his head [b]"I am still trying to decide m'lady. What house do you suggest?"     he asked with a curious look to him. Now if he ever knew she thought he was handsome, which he already knew he was, his ego would probably get about ten times bigger.[/fancypost]
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    MARINA
    it only takes two lonely people, to * L.O.V.E up and make it E.V.O.L


    The blonde beauty padded over, raising a single nonexistent eyebrow. Well, this guy seemed to be very fluent in 'the language of the charming'. The Lady of the North sat down, tilting her head to one side and pursing her lips before speaking. "Heya, I'm Marina. Marina Darling-Harbringer-Noctem." She could never forget her last names. They were what she had inherited from her mother- and her mother was gone now, long gone. Gone since Marina had been four months old. And so, like, the last names were the only thing she had.
    Oh, that sounded so cheesy.



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae shifted her feet and straightened up, clearing her voice. "There are many open houses. If you prefer small ones, there are a few around mine, there are larger ones closer to the castle, if you prefer to have more room." She said and waved her fluffy tail behind her as she gazed around at the house. She had planned on moving to a bigger house but with a room in the castle, a house out here and a tree she loved dearly, she didn't think she needed more space. Sylmae shifted her gaze to the side when she noticed that Marina had showed up and she dipped her head to her, smiling lightly. [/fancypost]
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    Battle paws gaze flicked from Sylmae to Marina for only a moment before flicking back to Syl. [b]"Ah,"     he breathed a paw rubbing his chin as he seemed lost in thought for a moment. His gaze staring off into nothingness. "I do believe a smaller house will be sufficient" he paused taking a mental note to go house hunting later on. his tail flicking around his paws with yet another clank. "Did you grow up in the Nobelands syl?" he asked curiosity clear upon his face.


    While he was waiting for Sylmae to answer he would turn to Marina. He put a paw to his chest and dipped his head before sitting back up. "Hola Señorita" he flicked his ears. "I do believe you heard my name, yes? If not Battlepaw Eros" he beamed. Marina, it was a pretty name. Things of the marine generally lived under the sea right? He May as we'll take a guess and if he was wrong he could make a smooth recovery. It was no big deal. "Marina, based off of marine perhaps? Meaning of the sea?" he paused his teeth showing in a smile. "the ocean is quite pretty miss"[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt;][hr][justify]Sylmae giggled lightly before her face fell and she looked away, staring into the distance. "Uh no.. I didn't grow up here." She said lightly and shuffled her paws. It seemed so many people were curious about her past but she barely knew what it was to tell them. She had spent most of her traveling alone, didn't know her parents and now she was here and working her way up the ranks happily. But still, she wished she knew something about her past.[/fancypost]
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    Who was this guy, now? Striding over confidently, the skyscraper serval would examine the mountain lion thoroughly, taking note of his armor and his sword. An interesting choice of accessory, he thought, taking a seat beside his clanmates. "Hey," he greeted, running a forepaw through his tousled hair and shooting him a half-smile. "Name's Bo Burnham, pleasure to meet you."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 375px; color: #ddbbaa; font-size: 8pt; line-height:95%; text-align: justify; margin-top: -10px;][b]"I'm Seraphina Foxfell, the Queen,"     said the raven furred femme as she approached, standing near Sylmae with a smile upon her features.
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    Battlepaw, upon noticing Syl's change of emotions gave her shoulder a light nudge with his nose. The mountain lion offering a reassuring smile. [b]"que está bien hermosa. It's alright, I left a past behind as well, you do not have to share it if you don't want to"     Battle reassured the fem. He would have laid his tail across her back or something but it was kind of hard considering the armour, so he settled with an understanding gaze. His gaze moving from Syl toBo in seconds.


    Who was Battlepaw? Only a cocky, battle fighting, mountain lion who was pretty darn sure he could get the girl. Hero's always got the girl right? Well he was gonna assume they did. On to more pressing matters, he was getting rather uncomfortable with all the examining he seemed to be getting. People looking him up and down, it was rather creepy. Ah, he rather liked using the line he was about to use next "Likewise my good, sir" he stated with a dip of his head. It wasn't in a disrespectful manner, only that he was yet to get to know the serval who liked examining him and taking note of his armour and weaponry.


    With a shrug he turned to the... wait queen? He dropped to his knees and put a hand to his heart for a moment before standing up, straightening up. "It's a pleasure my queen" he smiled politely "do let me know if you ever need anything"[/fancypost]
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    Woah. This guy was a fancy speaker. He said m'lady and sir. Truly, he must have a tuxedo somewhere around. It would add to the whole way he spoke. Or maybe even top hat? Laughing at her own thoughts, she continued to watch as others talked to the guy.
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