STAY CALM || o, paranoid rotl leader on border - blacklight & sharkbait needed

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    "ummm... hello?" jessamine mumbled nervously, pretty much ready to collapse from tiredness. "I'm jessamine... from the ruins of the lost? I need your help..."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The female that met Steve's gaze looked exhausted, as if she was standing on her last leg but was teetering upon it already. He didn't know what contributed to it, unless her walk here had been a long one, though even then there was an edge of paranoia, of fright within her body language. Steve had seen it often enough to know what it was. "What help do you need?"
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    jessamine was practically begging now. they weren't even sunclans' allies, but she needed their help. maybe they'll become allies as soon as this nightmare was over.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px #000000; width: 430px; font-family: corida new; auto;][justify]Unfortunately, simply asking help from the two didn't guarantee anything would happen. If this was the same mess that had happened on their border a few days ago, than they would need the whole clan to deal with Mafiaclan. The hulking ebony African lion would saunter over, casting his sharp ruby gaze over the female. [/justify][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]"Did... someone call for me?" the fox asked curiously as he made his way over. He already seemed tense, no doubt due to his father's antics. He would have suspected his family members initially had it not been for Blacklight. What did the both of them have to do with this? "Is there something I can help you with?"


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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]Blacklight ran over. "Foxy again." she grunted, gritting her teeth and lashing her tail. She wasn't upset with Jessmine, but rather the Fazbear that had caused all this. Foxy. "I'm Blacklight, sorry. What exactly happened? If we know more we can help you." the brown mink feline inquired. She guessed that there had been a murder of some kind and that Foxy had left some sort of cryptic message to go with it.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]Shark's eyes widened, his ears flattened against his head, and his tail hit the ground with a soft thud. He nodded in agreement with Blacklight as he motioned for her to come closer. "I-It could have come from any of my family members, but F-Foxy seems to be the most likely one to do it." He wasn't about to call the murderer his father now, lest it scared away the damsel in distress. "Please, er, take a seat and tell us what you can."


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    "I had just returned home from Blizzardclan. There was a large pile of bodies, just outside The Ruin's camp. A message was written in the guts of the corpses... It said that it was all my fault." Tears now flowed from her eyes. Jessamine was a kid. A politically powerful kid, but still a kid. Of course she was traumatised by the animatronics' antics. "It told me to find you... And that I only had five nights."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px; text-align: justify;]"What the fuck?" The British accented hiss could be heard as Boo made his way over to the group. Five nights? Foxy? His mind worked in an attempt to fill himself in with the situation. Remembering the dead body left for Sharkbait. After Vanillatwilight's death though, the entire situation had been put at the back of his mind. Only resurfacing when he saw the other leader. He would take into account that SunClan wasn't close with her clan, along with prioritizing their own problems. Not that he wanted to sit back and let this kind of thing happen, but Boo had to make sure they were able to handle the situation before they got themselves into anything. "What is the status between our clans? I would assume neutral, but it's worth checking. Nobody will help unless I say they can, we have to prioritize our own problems" Boo would explain. Running through the little list of what he had to focus on. ColouredClan seemed under control, not that they would get in the way of helping them too much. The deaths in SunClan were still very much an issue though, as they always had been. He had to keep in mind Sharkbait's position as well, depending on what it was he was supposed to do. "How would you want us to help?" Boo would finally ask, moving to sit down facing Jessamine.

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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]Blacklight whirled to face Boo, outraged by his reply. Her respect for him dropped as she narrowed her lime green visionaries at the leader. "I can help whoever the hell I want!" the fem spat, fur bristling slightly and tail lashing. He was sounding an awful lot like a dictator. "You don't control every aspect of my life. I can perform a simple act of kindness if I want to. You have no say whatsoever in my personal matters. Your job is to keep the Clan in order, not micromanage who we talk to. Listen to yourself! Get a hold of yourself and stay out of this." she hissed bitterly. Blacklight then turned back to Jessamine, giving a sigh and collecting herself before forcing a smile. "I'm sorry about that." she mewed sweetly. "I'm assuming you're a Fazbear?" the blacksmith inquired, tone soothing. "If so, it's not your fault. It's not your fault at all. Foxy's been targeting all the Fazbears who aren't like him. The ones who are actually nice. He wants you to all be murder machines." she explained calmly.
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    "A Fazbear? N-no, I'm not one." she stated in a broken manner, her voice randomly cracking at various moments. Probably due to a murderous mechanic leaving her traumatised and afraid of almost everything. She assumed that Fazbear was a family name, a lot like the three she herself bore. "My last names a-are Simul-Stamus - Dilaurentis - Barathon."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]"Blacklight! You are not to speak to your leader that way ever again. I do not care for the fact that he might've been wrong in the way he is trying to handle this; actually, it is the least of my worries at the moment." snapped Seafoam, coming over. Her absence had been most improper, but now that she was there she could aid Boo and the others to discuss the problem at hand. "If you do not apologize right now, there will be consequences. Disrespecting your superiors - especially when in the presence of another leader - is against our rules and I am willing to see past this if you abide."


    "As our leader had previously inquired, we have no relationship with your clan whatsoever and have no clue as to if we can trust you or not. Would you care to answer these questions? Why should we trust you?" Seafoam asked, her voice calming down until it lowered into her ordinary deadpan tone. "I realize that you're seeking help, but I'm hesitant in giving our members over to you until I know I can trust you with them."

    [size=8]The king cheetah would snarl, back raised slightly as he listened to Blacklight. "I'm doing my job, thank you. We can't have ourselves dragged into something we might not be able to handle, or both clans will end up dead" he would hiss, eyes narrowing as he spoke. "I will choose if we give the clan aid, to make sure we don't end up being dragged into something we can't handle. Speak your case in a reasonable manner and I will listen, clear" it was pretty clear that Boo wasn't in the mood for conversations like this. Struggling to keep himself calm as he nodded to Seafoam. "I never said you can't talk to who you want, but think about your clan rather than how it would affect you" Boo would add quickly.


    It confused him how she could be so frustrated with him. It wasn't as if he had said that there was no way for them to offer help, but it was his job to be careful with this kind of thing. If it was a clan they were closer with, it would have been much simpler to handle. The king cheetah would keep quiet after what he had said though, seeing as Seafoam had explained their situation well.

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    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]Gosh darn it, she should have just kept her mouth shut. Her temper got the best of her sometimes and she just lost it. She flattened her ears, embarrassed but still frustrated. "Gosh, I will. I'm sorry." she hissed, her tone bitter but still strangely sincere. Blacklight just wished they would disappear right now, she didn't want all this stress. But the blacksmith had a habit of messing things up, didn't she? The brown mink feline turned back to Jessamine. "That's weird." If she wasn't a Fazbear, why was Foxy targeting her? "Do you or your Clan have any history with the Fazbears? Any major incidents happen?" she asked, shaking her head in confusion as her tail flicked anxiously behind her.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]Shark's ears flattened further (if that was even possible). Now he was desperate to help, and he'd kiss up to whoever in order for them to allow him to help make peace. "P-Please, Boo. This is Fazbear family matters. Er, what I mean is, I don't think m- I-I mean Foxy is really going to target us if we interfere. I think... he's just after certain individuals." Then he recalled the threat made against Jess and her group. "Well, haah... I think he's mostly after me. I wouldn't forgive myself if he went off and tried to destroy a group just because he doesn't get what he wants." He smacked his face with a paw. No no no no no, this was all so twisted! He wanted to help, as this was all personal matters between them, but he was too afraid Foxy would make a 180 and start harassing his home clan. No one would forgive him for that.
    "I'm sorry this has all happened to you, Miss Jessamine. I don't know why he'd target you out of all animals."
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