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    [size=7pt]© counselor dreamíe ; image credit to owners[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    another dragon? hmm. "they would be trip and badromance, who should be here shortly. until they arrive, you can deal with me, agent oprah, the second-in-command. may I have your name and business?" oprah kept her tone stern but polite as she padded up to meet the large dragon. whoa. she was even larger than nivata. the wolf wondered if her former agent-in-training would grow to be that big one day.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ on top of the world ![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#F5F5F5; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]She gave a slight dip of her head, before looking directly at the wolf. She had other clans to go to as well, so the golden dragon would get down to business. "My name is Litchandelier, and I am here to request an alliance with your clan and The Mafia," Litchandelier asked with a straightforward voice, she didn't need to waste the second in command's time with a long, seemingly endless speech, they both likely had things to do and places to be. She was polite though, showing respect for a high rank, and only had to hope that this respect wouldn't disappear with being turned down at her request, and meeting in battle one day. But it wouldn't have made her any different, she simply stood in front of the gray wolf and silently waited for her answer.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    ooh, an alliance? "all right. could you list your current allies and enemies, as well as what you plan to do for us and your traditions, religion and customs?" Normally oprah wouldn't be spewing all of that out, but Trip did it last time, so eh, why not?
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:190px; height:200px; overflow:auto; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt; color:#737373; margin-left:20px;]The fennec fox made his way over, cerulean luminaries trained on the stranger before them. Hm, an alliance? Admin flickered their gaze over towards his colonel as they settled beside her, keeping his guarded expression up.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:10px; margin-left:-135px; color:#737373; font-size:8pt;]eskie ⌁[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; background:url(); width: 250px; background-position: center; overflow: auto; height: 140px][justify][size=9pt][color=white]The corporal walked over, looking to Agent Oprah and Admin with a friendly gaze. The moose sized canine then turned to the dragon with a neutral expression. An alliance. An alliance would be nice, but of course, they needed proof that the alliance would be worth it. She always thought allies were better to make than enemies. The canine adjusted her wings, interested in what the dragon would say. The name of The Mafia sounded familiar, but she never really knew anything about it and hadn't met anyone in the gang. She always thought it was a pretty cool name, though. Made them sound strong and united, but for all she knew, they could want peace and not enjoy fighting. Maybe she'd find out soon enough. Either way, it didn't impact her much, she was just rambling in her thoughts as always.[/fancypost]

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    BE CAREFUL OF THE CURSE THAT FALLS ON YOUNG LOVERS

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    [b]"An alliance request? The Mafia? I've never heard of your group before. Please, tell me if you are anti, neutral, or pro. Your allies and enemies, like Oprah has mentioned, and religions, customs, anything out of the ordinary. Also, what sets you apart from other groups? What would benefit us in an alliance, that other groups we've been allies with for longer can provide?" Badromance would state.
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    A dragon, hm? Nivata hoped that she'd be able to reach that size one day. Natsu would be excited by the creature's presence, that was for sure, but neither her name, appearance nor gender seemed to be who he was looking for. Her interest quickly faded as such, and she stayed quiet to listen to the female's reply to the questions given. She liked alliance requests, since listening to their summaries and cultures was quite fun for her; like stories for her amusement, if you ignored the factor of reality.

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    [size=7pt]© counselor dreamíe ; image credit to owners[/size]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; margin-bottom: -62px; margin-left: -19px; margin-top: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: left; color: white]♛ on top of the world ![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#F5F5F5; border: 0px solid white; width: 411px; height: 109px; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 60px; opacity: 0.99; font-family: candara; color: black; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify]Litchandelier dipped her head once again in the presence of the leader as she arrived, then opened her mouth to respond to her question. She didn't feel any pressure before she began to speak though, why should she? She came here for an alliance and what more to do than be truthful with her words? Thats useful when you do something like this. "We are a fairly new clan with increasing members by the day, we choose to not place ourselves to fit into 'anti' or 'pro' so you may fit us into neutral if you will. As I have previously stated just now and must repeat myself to get my words out in response to your questions, we are new so we currently do not have allies or enemies, although if you must count the exiles as one of our enemies. Our religion is free for anyone, we do not set it for them to worship a certain spirit or god. Something we do which you may or may not have heard from others, is that we also sell special merchandise, like wine, narcotics, items of such. We are able to provide you help in battle, and temporary residence in emergency," she finished with the ending to her words simple and truthful. As the dragon waited for the leader's response, she noticed another dragon present, smaller than her but still, it was interesting to see that they had a member who was a dragon as well. It wasn't new though, she had a clanmate who was a dragon like her as well. Litchandelier turned her gaze back to Badromance, and remained silent for her answer.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 0px; margin-top: -5px][abbr=Agent Oprah - 5 years - grey wolf - colonel of DarkClan and master sergeant of the DarkClan Marines - single - no crush - npc x npc - mother to Olia - character bonds with/related to Agent Olive, Agent Otto, Agent Oscar and Odd Todd - based off of Ms. O from Odd Squad]tags[/abbr] tags [abbr=all free bodies (grey wolf is default), telepathy, conjuration, ability to glow]tags[/abbr] [abbr=Head of Odd Squad, the stern Agent Oprah used to lead the organization with an iron fist...before the Oddity struck. Whenever something goes wrong, she has the tendency to yell and is frequently seen sipping juice boxes. Despite appearing younger than most of the agents, Agent Oprah has worked for Odd Squad since the 1870s, and her actual age (as a human) remains a mystery. Before she was Ms. O, she worked as an Odd Squad field agent, and became Ms. O by passing a test set up by the previous Ms. O in 1983, named Olesya, whom she has a bond with. Before she worked as an agent, she worked at a fruit stand in the 1800s.]tags[/abbr] tags[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 280px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-right: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 190px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #151515; font-size: 9px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase]
    hmm, shelter? that was...rare. oprah had never heard of a clan offering shelter before. she gave a nod, and turned to ro for her input.
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    BE CAREFUL OF THE CURSE THAT FALLS ON YOUNG LOVERS

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    With a nod, the female would listen. [b]"Very well." She mused, not necessarily in the rudest manner, though it wasn't the most polite either. It was in the center. "List who you're planning on allying with, besides us, if you may."
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    [color=transparent] #electricprincess #railgun #esper #chain DIALOGUE IN #8AC3D3

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][sub]Trip nodded at Badromance's statement, twitching her tail as she stood beside her co-leader, pretending she'd been here the whole time.

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