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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]The little demiboy had stumbled onto a golden locket. Nothing special, really, but it looked nice. Without a second thought, he strung it around his neck; an influx of menories washed over him -- a charcoal bengal tabby... William? He gritted his teeth. Who was that? He cleared his throat, glancing around. "W-was there a William wh-who used to live around h-h-here? Or a Will or B-Billy?" He asked no one in particular. Maybe the necklace belonged to them?


    // rushed mobile ahh

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    "You're asking the wrong person," Tiffany commented as she sauntered over, eyeing the amulet with mild interest. She was still new to the clan, so she wouldn't know who the hell one guy named William would be, especially if he wasn't around anymore.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Arrah blinked at Tiffany for a moment before nodding. "W-well, if you f-f-find a William..." He trailed off. He fiddled with the gold chain around his neck, finding the once heart-shaped pendant to be warped and melted, as if someone had tried to burn it. Maybe there was no William and he was just wrong. He couldn't even remember his own name, so it was unlikely he knew the name of the previous owner of the necklace. Probably.


    // mobile

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    Olivia whistled. "Yep, and there was a Natasha and an Evangeline, but they both changed their name to Olivia, yours truly here." Blinking at Arrah, she noticed the necklace. "That used to belong to him before he died."
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Dead? Arrah blinked in surprise before staring down at the chain hanging from his throat. Oh, God, he was wearing a dead person's things! He gave his body a brisk shake, sending the locket flying in front of him. Now he just looked inconsiderate; what an idiot! "S-sorry." He mumbled, awkwardly collecting the necklace, holding it steady under his alabaster paw. His haunting gaze lingered on the piece of rusting jewelry before bringing his gaze back up to Albert and Olivia.


    "How d-did he... y-you know...?" The white-sprayed chocolate felidae couldn't seem to force the word out. It felt foreign and strange in the back of his throat, like something invading his body. It was stupid, he knew, but still.

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    "Suicide," Olivia said softly. "I knew it would eventually happen -- I mean, he was so depressed, but I didn't think it would happen before--" she broke off, embarrassed, not wanting anyone to know her true feelings for the charcoal Bengal.
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    [justify][font=georgia]"Yes, something happened to him, I am afraid." Murmured Lucy as she strode over, her eyes calm. "My apologies, I am Lucinda, please, call me Lucy."