your fight is over [★] open, kill

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]She didn't do it. It was some rogue. She found the poor npc lying in a pool of its own blood trying to stay alive. But she knew it wouldn't live. They knew it wouldn't live. Octavia slowly made her way to the npc with a soft yet stern gaze but her smile was soft and reassuring. Conjuring a knife she whispered, "Shh, shh. It's okay, you'll be okay." She brushed the fur out their eyes and they calmed down. Pressing the knife on top of their chest she murmured one last thing, "Yu gonplei ste odon." which translated to 'your fight is over'. Then she pressed the knife in the npc's chest and closed their eyes.


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    Blood.
    Death.
    It was everywhere! Why?
    Reverse, as much as he didn't want to, came to the scene, only to regret coming here. The Bodyguard Initiate gasped as he saw the NPC and Octavia in front of it. The child shook a bit, stuttering out an apology to the NPC, biting his lip after as he wrapped his tail around him. You could say he was more or less scared of Octavia now.
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    The death of a mere feline wasn't enough to motivate him. He'd seen so many deaths on such a large scale, on a higher level of divinity. Now, he was a disappointed that these felines where all so frail. "An NPC that's to weak to defend itself would of been dead soon enough anyways. I'm just happy it's going to stop that godawful gurgling sound now."


    He's tail would sway from side to side. As harsh as his words are, in all honesty...they couldn't of been more true. NPC's where nothing more then sheep for the slaughter. Soulless, brainless, the literal scum of this world.


    [color=#7698e0]"I never took you as the kind to do someone a favor. I'm surprised. Guess you're not 100% asshole, even though that's what you want everyone to think...Octavia."


    Could you blame Soul for being observant? He could pay attention when he wanted too, or when something interested him.

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    She was attracted by the color. Since red was the only color the girl could see in this monochromatic world, the blood caught her attention. "pretty..." she murmured so quietly, the red rose trail where she had walked now disintegrating into ash upon realizing what had happened. "poor thing..." she said quietly, her color blind silver optics sorrowful. "who killed it to begin with?" she said, her gaze focused on the pool of red blood. Such a pretty color, but then again, if you only aw one color against the black and white the rest of the world was, you would think it was pretty to.


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    [align=left][color=white][size=14][i] "My whole world was in black and white...


    [align=right][color=red][size=14][i]... and then you came into my life,"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]She was sorry Reverse had to see such a thing. He didn't look the type to like gore very well. As her brown eyes travelled to Soul she didn't look angry at him. Instead, aggravated. "At least I'm not like you. I try to help those who are hurt. The poor thing was suffering and they were in pain." she explained, ears twitching. "I don't know who killed them."


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 350px; text-align: justify]Aaron hated blood. The sight made his sick. Feeling lightheaded, he brought weary powder blue eyes over to Octavia. He had so many questions, so much to say. Yet words were not his friend. No, instead he sat, silent and deathly still, hollowed eyes staring down at the body.

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    "I don't get what the whole big deal is about death. I mean, for gods sake. Where are you going to be in 150 years? Probably be dead." He said the words quite sarcastically, a little bit of malice behind them. His smile proved it was merely due to his own immortal ego.
    [color=#7698e0]"But whatever, it's not like I care about what you do."


    He'd shrug, sitting down, quite relaxed.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]Octavia huffed, frowning and twitching her tail. He was like some nightmare child you couldn't control.


    //low muse


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    The colorblind femme turned her silver gaze to soul. The monochromatic feline quietly commented, "if I'm lucky..." at his comment about them being dead in 150 years. Her family had a history of coming back from the dead or turning out to be immortal. Inny softly sighed. She was quiet depressing and bleak compared to this colorful crowd. She watched as the red roses that had grown around her once again dissolved into ash at the sentiment, and she ran a paw through it.


    //pun intended.


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    [align=left][color=white][size=14][i] "My whole world was in black and white...


    [align=right][color=red][size=14][i]... and then you came into my life,"
    [align=center][color=white] #InvisibleForever


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    Prim wrinkled her nose at the metallic smell of blood. Though it had been commonplace for her at one point in her life, right now just wasn't the time for such a stench. With all her friends seemingly disappearing and the unusually low activity within Colouredclan, she really needed to make sure nothing else began to trouble her, even if they were minor things. The tiniest things tended to bother her the most, it seemed.


    "Probably should get a burial up or somethin'," she mumbled, averting her eyes from the corpse. "...One of you can do it." And with that, she turned and left, her form soon disappearing.
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