BYE, BYE MISS AMERICAN PIE — joiner

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -8px; letter-spacing: .2px]As Toph reached the border, her ears twitched. The pounding of ocean waves resonated in her eardrums, making her suspicious. As far as she'd noticed, there wasn't water anywhere near here. She'd taken it as a good thing, since Toph couldn't swim. However, her suspicions had once again risen, and she was checking her surroundings every couple feet.


    Glazed and sightless seafoam green eyes stared blankly ahead as she caught a whiff of the Knights. They certainly smelled different, that was for sure. But there was something else on the breeze - metallic, and sharp. Blood, maybe? That excited Toph a little more than she'd like to admit, but she was always looking for new ways to seek out a little quarrel here and there. Made life worth living, y'know?


    The smokey grey feline adjusted the headphones around her neck, suddenly just a bit self-conscious. There was that ever-present voice in the back of her head, persisting that they wouldn't like her because of her disability. They'd think she was different and incapable of certain things. But she could carry her own weight - sure and steady. She wasn't as fragile and helpless as people took her to be.


    Shaking her head, Toph felt her bangs flop over her eyes and tickle the bridge of her nose. Time to put on that strong, confident mask everyone would come to know. "Hey! Which one of you is bleeding out over here? Smells like blood all over the place." That wasn't totally true, but she could definitely smell blood. What Toph didn't know was that she had probably hit a bit of a nerve there. There had been so many murders lately it probably wasn't the best idea to bring up "blood."


    (jesus
    im sorry for the scattered-ness of this
    im feeling sick as hell so
    heh
    enjoy)


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    "None of us. As far as I'm concerned, the last person who died here was already buried." Tight emotions rose like angry waves in that voice. The tigress padded forward, chortling lightly. "Name and business." Her eyes narrowed, glancing over the female. She was sporti g headphones, and blind eyes? Interesting combination.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -8px; letter-spacing: .2px]Already buried? Toph frowned. Then where was the blood coming from? The tabby was almost certain she'd scented something. Hm, maybe not. She might've just confused it with all the other new smells from the clan.


    Shifting a paw so she got a measure of distance to where this person was, Toph looked in that direction. "My name is Toph Beifong. I'll be joining this place." She stated in a matter-of-fact way.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; margin-top: -10px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]Another female appeared, this one by the name of Arwen. The feline smiled sheepishly, showing the joiner her bandaged paw.


    "You might have been smelling me. I got caught in a bear trap the other day."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -8px; letter-spacing: .2px]Toph flicked her ears, having felt the female approaching at least a minute or so out. At the mention of being caught in a bear trap, Toph internally winced. "Yeah, that's it." The blind femme said, unable to see her paw but plenty capable of smelling it. "You might want to get those bandages changed. It's bandaged, right?" She asked, staring through sightless green eyes at the ground just in front of Arwen.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][b]"And I s'pose me using blood as the markers isn't....really helpin', huh?"     He had headphones too. But they had been pulled back off of his head, so he looked less like an asshole who wanted to ignore everybody. Turning to the side, then looking at Esca, then back to wherever....he grunted. "Cat blood, bird blood. It all smells different. For example, one makes f#cking happy to be vegan." The male pulled down his shades, offering a half-hearted smile.


    He didn't introduce himself, apparently just here to monologue quietly for a little bit. "I uh, it's nice to meet y'all."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -8px; letter-spacing: .2px]The girl swung around to face the lab, though she was basically staring straight through him. "Um, yeah. Why the hell would you mark the borders in blood?" Toph asked, slightly weirded out. As far as she'd heard, the Knights were supposedly neutral, used to be peaceful. Why were they doing around marking their borders in blood?


    "Well, nice to find that out. Can I come in now?" She asked.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][b]"...Uh....I dunno? I just....f#ck."     He had to admit, he really just kind of wanted to kill something. But...uh, he was simply going to pretend that wasn't the reason. He wasn't a freakin' exile anymore. Or hitman, or murderer. Which was all he'd ever been. A criminal. "Because it's a real attention' grabber." He trailed off, looking away with a sharp inhale of frosty air. "I mean, you noticed right? And I don't think you'd notice a big ol' picket sign." Ah-sh!t. No, he didn't mean it like that---f#CK, was she blind? He looked at the other, panicking. "A-Ah! I didn't Uh, mean it like that ma'am! F#ck, I ain't thinkin' much bout what I was sayin' n' sh!t...I uh...F#ck...y'all would probably notice that---ahah." He mentally slapped himself for being such a freakin' idiot.


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    Esca eyed Ticket and Toph as they conversed, then snorted lightly. "Riiiight. Well, your welcome to come the castle, but if you want to explore thats fine." Esca had been talking to Toph again, eyes blinking once. "I'm sure you don't need help - you've gotten this far, afterall - but I'm heading back anyways if you want company back."
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