A Life That's Mine :: [p] Remi+Sharven

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; border-top: 2px solid #575561; border-bottom: 4px dotted #A4B3D2][font=helvetica]So. This was what had become of the Skull. Sharven sniffed the air and heaved a weary sigh as he approached the boarders of the new-to-him territory. In his time away, he had heard rumors of the pirate ship after they had abandoned the caves. Nothing would be the caves. Nothing would be that home.


    Sharven, former leader - driven mad and driven out by they tyrant Deathwish - had come 'home'. He had been entirely unsure of what he would find after the many moons he had spent searching them out. It was still a miracle in his eyes that he survived so long on his own. He'd had help from rogues along the way, healers who secretly helped him regain his memory and his sanity. Deathwish had done quite a number on his mind. That son of a...


    His nose picked up a scent and the grey tabby stood at full attention. His tufted ears stood straight up, his eyes dialated. He didn't quite know if he was in danger or not.


    A she cat approached him and he called out to her.


    "Before you say anything... I was once someone of importance here." [/fancypost]

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    Breathe keep breathing \\ I can't do this alone

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    She quirked an eyebrow, but otherwise, she didn't have much of a reaction.
    "I'm someone of importance here too," she replied coolly, smirking. "Right now."
    Tilting her head, she meowed, "The past is the past, you know? You must be an old Skullian. Returning? Rejoining?" She looked cheerful. "Who are you?"
    Oh. How rude of her.
    One must first introduce herself before asking for another's name.
    "Remilia Scarlet." Her voice was a purr. "Skeleton Queen of The Skulls."


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    QUEEN of the Skull? He had never thought he would live to see the day! He and old Pluxiria had begun the discussion to remove the she-cats from their low ranks. He had even started the granting of their freedom based on proven loyalty, much the anger of many of the old timers. Now... HE was the old timer.


    "Forgive me, but I never thought I'd hear the words Queen of The Skulls. I think I like it," he said with a smirkin snort. "My name is Sharven. I ruled this clan when we lived in the caves still. I was driven out by a mad cat and left half crazy and half dead... Staunton and Pluxiria were my comrades. I hear tales that you lived on some kind of ship for some time... And now..."


    He gestured with his tail at the decrepit mansion.


    "It's a pleasure to meet you. What can you tell me of the past eight or so seasons?"


    He was a fool for tradition and respect, even though his loss of status seemed to be bothering him now more than ever. He meant to start anew, if he could, and the Skull had been his only family.


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    She flicked her tail, amused.
    Yep. She was special.
    "Lady Avorio was queen before me," she meowed. "She was the first. Before Lady Avorio was Ymir, and the whole time, we lived in the mansion."
    She let her tail settle down. "People have come and gone. The humans bothered us for a bit, but they're gone now." She thought about what else to say.
    "Nothing really important, I'd say."
    She wasn't one to dwell on the past.
    "Nice to meet you. How have you been?" she asked cheerfully.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    The corner of his maw lifted in a smirk. How had he been...


    "Recovering from madness, traveling for nearly a full set of seasons seeking you out..." he half chuckled, "I'd day I've been better."


    He took a seat, his grey tabby tail wrapping around his front paws. Wind rustled near by and an ear swivled back to catch the sounds of any prey that may be near by.


    "How long have she-cats been equals to toms? I never thought it would be possible back in the caves. I tried... Pluxiria tried... But it was not exactly well received by some of the through and through Skull."


    This she-cat, this queen of the Skull... she intrigued him. Seeing such a confident and open she-ca was still something he'd have to get used to, but he'd fought for this... and now it was reality.


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    "Who knows~?" She would treat the matter dismissively. All that she knew was that females were equal to males now, and if anyone tried to challenge her authority, she would flay him.
    She was a kind she-cat though. A little immoral, yes, but a good female at heart. She hadn't been here long enough to experience the sexism, but if she had, she definitely would have challenged the current order and helped change it.
    The one responsible for making that happen was Lady Avorio and her daughter though.
    Her former leader.
    He was a former leader too though. She would most likely be able to learn something from him. "You must know more of The Skulls' history than me. Why don't you enlighten me?"
    She looked less intimidating now. Now she was just conversational.
    "Learning more about The Skulls' history would help."


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