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    [justify][font=georgia] [color=green]"Meet and greet! Also, feel free to ask questions, if you want to talk to someone like me.." Horribleluck called to anyone who cared, but in his eyes, the ones who cared would consist of zero.

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    MELTDOWN

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent;][justify][font=times new roman][color=black]The currently-pregnant Meltdown- also very ticked at the fact- approached, deciding to jump into conversations as, well, he could. "Meltdown Delmonte, since I don't think we've met before." The marbled tabby replied, green hues flitting over him briefly with a calm demeanor.

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    And thus came dualdaggers, padding over, his eyes narrowed in disinterest as always. "Hello. I'm Dualdaggers." He huffed, cocking his head. "I never caught your name. Enlighten me."
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    Forgivencrimes came tailing after the rest of the group, remaining mostly silent. She was... intrigued by this male. His... strange attitude interested her quite a bit- namely, how he spoke down on himself but not in the way she did. He sounded almost... content with it. Accepting of it. The feline was a little annoyed, but decided not to express it.

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    RICK GRIMES

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    [justify]The words that the male used immediately reminded him of Forgivencrimes, and to be honest, that couldn't be a healthy thing, seeing as the girl was very mean to herself. The large tiger took a seat besides said girl, his blue eyes sliding to her. His chest was coated in a light layer of dark blood, and though it was thin, it was enough to appear worrying. His eyes then went to Horribleluck, ears pricked in interest as he studied the other. "I'm Rick Grimes." The apella said with a nod of his skull, lifting his metal paw and raking it through the fur on the top of his head in a very human gesture.

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    She squeaked as the Apella sat next to her, her anxiety heightening further. When she smelled stale blood and saw it coating the tiger's chest, she instantly rose to a stand. "R-Rick-- There is... bl-blood on your chest- is there a w-wound I should ch-check, or-?" Her voice was already growing high-pitched and fretful as she stared at the tiger, her eyes gradually tearing up.

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    [justify]Looking at her as she rose to her paws, his brow muscles raised an inch. She appeared so worried and anxious that he wondered what he did wrong and it wasn't until he looked down to see the thin layer of blood he gave a hint of a smile towards her. "No worries, Forgiven, the blood's not mine. It's from a walker." He didn't think she knew what those were, but he didn't want to worry her any further. The large tiger attempted to give lightly brush his tail tip against her flank in a comforting manner.

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