which weighs more... [open; return for now?] your blade, or your past?

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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]A king cheetah had been curled up within the confines of the windmill since long before his brother's passing, a coma to befall him in the midst of sleep. For some time he had been gone, it could be said, unable to connect to the outside world. The reason being was of an unknown, but with a sudden breath, all of those reasons did not matter. The gasp shook his chest, harder than those breaths he had taken during his comatose, and he rose with a start. It was as if he had woken from a horrible dream of which he could not remember the contents. And in his mind, he had gone to sleep but yesterday, his brother still lived, and nothing had changed but the weather and time of day. [/fancypost]

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    ❤ Bermuda[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;][b]"Huh?" the feline's cranium snapped up and whipped around, confusion clear in her orbs. She swore she'd heard something, but then again, she'd sworn she'd heard something yesterday, so she dismissed the noise as nothing but her frazzled mind conjuring up things to get her attention. Needy brain, chill the hell out. And so she continued to fiddle with the trinket she'd brought with her, lounging on the deck of the windmill.





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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Much had changed sing Yasuo had left to his comatose state, including the shift in high positions. He would not know of who was on the deck, though he had started towards it anyway. Often had he gone there in times of strife, moving through the windmill solely because of his sibling privilege rather than being of a higher position himself. The king cheetah would pause upon stepping out onto the deck, head tilting slowly to the side, though he did not speak as he tried to examine Bermuda. What was she doing? He would wonder. [/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Name and business," L stated, taking charge of the whole situation. He had quickly heard the king cheetah and, seeing that he was unlikely to be hostile, said this.
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    [color=transparent] #Lwashere


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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Excuse me?" Yasuo's brow quirked, slowly turning to examine L. Why would anyone as him for his name or business? He had lived here just as long as his siblings, had he not? You take one nap and suddenly everyone wishes to pull pranks on you. He would turn away slowly, head shaking, but the king cheetah was one of honour, not one to be rude, so he would humour the strange lad a bit. Or, well, sort of. "Yasuo Connoroy, what do you mean name and business? I believe I have been here even longer than you, though I suppose your joke was meant to be funny?"


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    charcoal paws carried the fluffy yet menacing creature, golden eyes narrowed as he watched l talk to the cheetah. something about the cat was recognizable, almost familiar. he decided to investigate, curiosity getting the better of him. he came within earshot just as yasou would introduce himself, and instantly the cub realized why he'd felt so familiar. he was a connoroy, as well. khoshekh dipped his head in greeting, long tail curling over his paws as he settled. "hello," he grumbled. "i'm khoshekh, and i don't believe we have met before?"[/fancypost]


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    #dustylooky

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    ❤ Bermuda[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;][b]"Holy..." The vigilante had caught sight of the king cheetah by now, turquoise pools reflecting her surprise. She thought this guy had up and disappeared until now. "Yasuo! Where have you been all this time?" she exclaimed, padding up to the male, her head tipped to the side inquiringly.





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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"All this time... I've been asleep since yesterday, what might you mean by all this time?" The male tipped his head as well, glancing at the group with a nervous laugh. Well, if this had been a prank he had decided that it was no longer funny. Why was he being spoken to like someone who had been lost, or never existed in the first place? It was not like he had run off or anything - was a simply nap so evil? Little did he know, of course, how long the nap had been. [/fancypost]

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    ❤ Bermuda[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]Since yesterday? Okay, he had to have been kidding. Bermuda, nor anyone else in the tribe, had seen Yasuo yesterday. [b]"We haven't seen you for a month, maybe two..." She had an idea of where this was going, and she didn't like it. They'd already had to deal with Katerina's amnesia. Now Yasuo? Great... she thought, eyes narrowing.





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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 450px]The cheetah had been walking by the windmill when Ber calling her brother's name had caught her attention. Curiosity levels climbing the amber eyed girl had decided to check out what was going on and so she had quietly padded into the windmill. Hearing the exchange the fem frowned a little, despite her excitement to see her brother once more. "Yasuo? Where have you been? What's going on?" Kat asked, entirely confused by everything that she had heard.
    [color=transparent] #tothmkat


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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Kat, you saw me yesterday, yes? We went on the patrol together, remember?" Yasuo had not pushed his sister to remember anything since the incident, but perhaps now was the time. He took a step lightly back from Bermuda, ears laying back against his skull as confusion slid through his body. Had he truly been gone for months? What did that mean of him? His chest rose and fell sharply, brow furrowing with unease. "Months?" The cheetah muttered.[/fancypost]

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    ❤ Bermuda[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;][b]"You say you were only asleep for a day?" the bengal fem breathed, confusion clouding her optics as her mind worked furiously to come up with a plausible answer to the situation at hand. Nothing. Nada. The only way he could have been gone for such a long time, but claimed he'd been there the day before... "Coma. Something like that." she announced. Surely it had to have been that. What other way could this have happened?





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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]L "Ryuzaki" Lawliet[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Yes, months, I suppose. You can probably guess why I asked that information, then," L said in his monotone voice, unfazed by Yasuo's attempt at humor.
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    [color=transparent] #Lwashere

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 450px]The patrol wasn't yesterday. When Yasuo felt that the fem felt her breath hitch in her throat. She had her memories back now, so she remembered her past but Yasuo didn't know that. Just like he didn't know that Damien was dead... Sighing the cheetah gave a small shake of her head. "I've got my memories back now... But no, that patrol was a while ago. A lot's happened."
    [color=transparent] #tothmkat


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    khoshekh blinked in confusion. he'd never met yasuo, never even heard of him. but the cheetah insisted he'd only been asleep for a day. the jaguar swiped his tongue around his maw, ears flattening against his charcoal skull. he didn't say anything- speaking wasn't the feline's strong suit and he much preferred listening to conversation blossom around him. if yasuo had been in a coma all this time, than his spotted counterpart didn't even know he had nephews? [/fancypost]


    [align=center][color=cornflowerblue]© dusty ♡[color=cornflowerblue]
    #dustylooky


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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Yasuo's face hardened, ears folding back against his head as he sat, his rump hitting the ground roughly. He looked, from one individual to the next, a headache forming at the word coma."How could I have been in a coma? I'm perfectly healthy. Didn't hit my head, didn't get sick..." His eyes traveled to his sister, begging for her to drop this cruel joke, though part of him knew that she would not lie to him. And while he had been strong during his sisters hardships, he was unsure how to during his own. "While I am very, very happy that you have regained your memories, with the way you speak, you are troubled. If I truly have been gone, what have I missed? What has happened?"[/fancypost]

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt]When her brother looked over to her with pleading eyes the feminine figure just wanted to cry. She could feel the tears pricking at her eyes but she blinked them back. She was going to be strong - she was strong. And happy. That's what everyone needed her to be and so she was trying but honestly, she didn't know if she was capable of saying the words out loud. Yet Yasuo had asked her and so she would answer, whether she felt she could or not.


    Taking in a shaky breath the cheetah spoke up. "He's gone, Yasuo. Damien's dead." The words came out of her mouth and the instant they did all she wanted was to go and curl up beside her brother and have the comfort of his presence and know that she wasn't alone in feeling the way she was. Yet she couldn't for this wasn't the time or the place. Instead she bit her lip to stop it from trembling, blinking her amber eyes hard to push the tears back.
    [color=transparent] #tothmkat

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    ❤ Bermuda[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]There it was again- the sense of feeling your heart turn to a lump of frosty stone and drop into your stomach. Bermuda felt it, Katerina had to have felt it too, and Yasuo... she wasn't sure about how he felt, but it was bound to be something similar if not exactly the same feeling of cold loss. She'd thought she would have gotten used to it by now, but deep down, she knew it was a foolish chance to put her faith into. She'd never get over the departure of her dear friend, her guide, her companion when nobody stepped up...


    [b]"I'm sorry." the fem said, not wanting to sound harsh but fearing she had been. She wanted to say more, but the stone in her stomach seemed to have slid up into her throat, making her gag out her words. She could only imagine what Yasuo was feeling.





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    [align=center]MALE -- 19 MOONS -- BISEXUAL -- SINGLE


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: black; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Yasuo did not speak at first, he only looked to his sister with a mild distress that would only grow to confusion as the moments passed. His brow had furrowed as much as it likely even could, and he was no sure about what he was to do in such a situation. It had been evident that he and Damien had never been the closest of brothers, surely not as close as Dam and Kat, but they were brothers, and Yasuo had done his best to make sure that stayed clear. Cold tears began to fleck in his golden eyes, breaths shallow as he pulled his gaze away from his sister long enough to look to Bermuda, to hear her condolences before looking to his paws as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.


    "How?" He had known his brother to be strong, the weight that kept not only the family but the tribe together, and so his death was not just a surprise, but it was a shock. His voice had cracked upon speaking and it would likely do so with any further words, so he would leave it at that. A simple question but with one word. [/fancypost]


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    the male felt pain stabbing in his heart at the mention of his father. he loathed showing emotion in public- if he could help it, he'd cry on his own time. he had, actually, but every time he heard that name he felt his eyes burning with tears. the jaguar laid his head on his aunt's shoulder, sighing shakily. he didn't know how damien had passed, and he was tempted to leave before he found out, but decided to stay. moral support, and all that.[/fancypost]


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    #dustylooky