beautiful disaster (open + stormclanner)

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    He was such a sight on this desolate field of death and decay. The bright golden and white angelic figure of the StormClan deputy calmly and fluidly moved forward to the border where he settled down with the ease and grace of a docile swan, his lone blue eye gazing deep within the lands that the Exiles had claimed as their own.
    The brightly colored male was such a contrast to the landscape around him, a seraphic light glowing in the darkest of pits, the last burning ember in a dying fire of coal and cinders.
    His posture was one of serenity and calming, but his expression was devoid of any of its usual gentleness.
    He was here for a purpose, not some paltry visit.

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    "Give me a good reason to allow you to stay before I force you out." eugh, StormClan. Rarely did they get joiners from other clans, and so Vladimir rarely found himself being friendly toward those from rivaling clans. However, just in case, the Mage sighed, murmuring something under his breath, before repeating himself. "Name and business." he corrected, crimson eyes dull, swirling with irritation. Perhaps he was just in a foul mood.
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    The comment was taken with a light shrug, the motion barely noticeable. Gildedheart wasn't exactly expecting a red carpet to be rolled out for him, but he expected some sort of diplomacy first and then screaming and yelling later. The second question was given response with a knowing smile, like a teacher whose student had corrected an incorrect answer on their test.
    It was only then did he bother speaking, "My name is Gildedheart, deputy of StormClan." His voice was an airy whisper, androgynous and sweet, "I'm here to reclaim one of my clanmates who was taken here. His name is Showstopper, handsome lad-about this tall." His paw lifted up to indicate height, but it wasn't really necessary, he doubted many with StormClan scent were here.

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    //track bc we are discussing stopper's fate here lmao

    A smile curled at the tabby's maw and he merely shrugged, "I'll not leave this border without my clanmate in tow. Though if I'm to be waiting a long time..."
    Placing down his paws a sudden red and white checkered sheet swept out across the earth and fluttered down to neatly lie half one on side of the border and half on the other, the clatter of glass arose as multiple tea cups and a pitcher formed as well and the tom calmly set to pouring himself some tea, extra sugar of course.

    [align=center][font=georgia][size=10]Zirconium didn't quite know what was going on. All she could understand was that there was an enemy sitting at the border and nobody was doing anything about it. The raptor charged, screeching, as she aimed to run into the male in an attempt to get on top of him and pin him down.

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    break, break, break my heart break me till i fall apart
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    HIM
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    Humming something under his breath, Vladimir's eyes narrowed as he looked toward Glidedheart, whom was a bit too arrogant for his own good. He would glance toward Dearkit, remaining rooted in his spot, before his red gaze slid back in the direction of the StormClanner. He liked Dearkit, so if the kid wanted to stick next to him for safety or solace, so be it. "I'm assuming you haven't previously made any sort of trading agreement, or anything else of the sort, with the higher-ups of the Exiles, right? You're going to try to force your way to your clanmate?" Vladimir would respond dryly.


    "Right. Wonderful." As Glidedheart conjured up his tea-set and table, the vampire frowned. Then, of course, his clanmates would attack without thinking things over, though he supposed in this case he couldn't really complain. A physical attack would have been more effective than a "magical" one, in his opinion.
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    Huh, this raptor wasn't as friendly as Blue. Obviously, considering it was attacking him. And none to subtly either, screaming like a banshee and then charging as if he wouldn't hear it coming.
    Avoiding her at that point was as simple as tossing up his cup and rolling swiftly to the side where he landed neatly on all fours, the teacup and saucer landing atop his head, followed by the bit of tea.
    "Well, if you wanted some you only needed to ask." A flick of his paw and a large teacup formed set upon his upturned pad and he tossed it into the air towards the raptor. Where it would most likely just dump itself over her head.
    As the fires suddenly coursed through he stood there unmoving, letting them pass over him and sweep out along the ground, smoldering into burnt cinders. The fires had no effect.
    "Pretty lights, but when does the real fighting start?"
    Had he expected this? Yes. But far be it from him to not be diplomatic at all. His eyes darted toward Vlad as he spoke and he smiled warmly, "Oh, don't worry. I don't harm kittens. But I will insist on my clanmates return once more. A bit more firmly this time."

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    Electricity struck but glanced off him harmlessly as though he weren't even there. "My dear, you will need a more paws-on approach to fighting me. Your flashy powers are harmless, but you-sir-are a T-rex. What do you even need such things for? You're aware you're much bigger than I am yes?"

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    break, break, break my heart break me till i fall apart
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    HIM
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; size: 14pt; margin-top: -5px;]How...boring. Everyone attacking mindlessly, but this was what they did, no? Yawning, Finnishwars padded over, expression more or less blank. Even if we did want to give him back, you'd need to give something in return, y'know, he commented idly, even if that wasn't how Bill rolled. Most would be content to trade some worn out capture for a new playtoy or two, from what he had seen, so maybe this guy would be willing to give someone else up.
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    Gildedheart braced himself for impact, legs held loose and claws out to grip the earth. When HIM barreled into him he took the hit, skidding back but matching force so that he wasn't thrown off his paws.
    Rather than retaliate he danced back and put distance between the two of them, but it was Finnishwars who drew his attention then.
    "Oh naturally. I didn't come just to snatch him back. I know you lot wouldn't do so without a more enticing offer." Afterall, the Exiles lived up to their name. Exiled and unwanted by others, they chose to be the most despicable lot known across the land.
    Of course they wanted something in return, doing it out of the kindness of their hearts implied they had those to begin with.
    "I am here to offer myself in exchange~ What's a mere warrior to a deputy?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; size: 14pt; margin-top: -5px;]Hmm, sounded fun. I dunno about you guys, but I say we take it. This guys more important, anyway, he mused, vague curiosity present in his eyes as he examined the deputy. So he'd be so valiant to offer himself up? He would never do it, himself, but it could be interesting how the kind hearted functioned. We could always publicly torture this guy or some shit.
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    Bradley had been watching all of the action from atop a tree he climbed. How interesting that this fellow took on all of that without a lot of trouble at all! And now he comes along with that outrageous offer! 'I must go investigate this.' Bradley wondered. He leaped down from the tree in order to formerly greet himself. "Greetings. I'm curious to know are you really sure you are going to give yourself up for this one clanmate?" Bradley asked curiously. Him being a deputy makes it all sound fishy, but oh well! Oh how interesting the kindhearted live.

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    the prince padded over to the radiant deputy, the darkness surrounding him contrasting from gildedheart.


    " fair enough." the cloaked vice-leader said, his eyes never opening during the whole exchange.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#000; border: 1px solid #000; width: 460px; height: unlimited; color: white;][align=center][b]I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth.
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